Heals The Original Dryness

gah! my mother and her dad are both getting my emails as gobble-dee-gook. so he's all confused as to who's sending him emails and what the hell it's supposed to mean (he actually said hell in his email, i'm so disillusioned) and i feel so bad! i'm having to communicate with them in the subject lines, and even then i'm not sure if those are going through. *sigh* it's frustrating.

so i asked mom in my last email to possibly send peter to this site, in which case everyone say "hi peter! you're the most wonderful grandfather ever! we love you!" and by everyone i mean me... so that would be the royal we :)

anyway, we should have dsl soon. our modem came in the mail on friday, so our service should be up soon, and then you'll have lots more aileen blogs to entertain and inform you of the life in santa cruz. i should really also blog about last night and going to pygmalion and getting to talk to a bunch of old friends and teachers, and stealing a dress from the back of a boy's car, and singing and dancing on stage with jonathan afterwards, playing bumper pool with john, paul, and benn and actually beating them occasionally, very exciting, and then going to see the midnight showing of princess bride at the aquarius and actually winning something (i don't think i've won anything in a very long time, it was quite thrilling). quite a fun night, it was wonderful. so... more details in that area later :)