I thought that the dance would've been the highlight of the weekend, but it appears that the events with the most impact happened afterwards.

Today at noon sis and I hitched a ride with Matt to the mall to finish up our Xmas shopping. We were suppose to meet Karen at the foodcourt but, thanks to our driver (Matt's bro), we were twenty minutes late. Eventually found her and not as much chewing out as I'd expect. After a lite lunch, headed out into the mall.

Bought an Invader Zim shirt at Hot Topic, then headed over to Anchor Blue to see if Joe was working today. The stepcousin wasn't, but Matt had an unusual idea and wanted to have a mini-fashion show. So, the two girls and I scowered the store for items which we felt he would look good in, and thrust them upon the poor boy. Sis brought her disposable camera so we took pictures of the different outfits. Afterwards, Wherehouse Music where they bought CD's and I listened to some Guns and Roses, Hot Cats where I got a much needed red belt, Claire's for Cat's other friends, and Suncoast for Karen's enjoyment. However... had to cut the excursion short since Matt's brother was growing impatient.

Got home at 3:30, slept, talked on the phone with Barto for a bit, slept, went to church to sing, sucked, went back home, called people.

First Matt because grandma mentioned that he had given a ring. Talked about such and such until Barto called the other line. Had the ingenius idea to position the two phones in such a way that the two could speak to eachother finally. Long long LONG conversation ranging from that night's Simpsons to the common link that all three of us shared: the need to get a boy-mate. Barto, after his semi-sultry weekend at his friend's house, is on the verge of getting one. Matt has the whole thing with Tyler which may or may not bring about fruition. I'm stuck pining over the guy I'm helping set up. Oh, and James IM'd me midway into the conversation and, thanks to some comments, made me remember things I cared not to... not because they're painful, but because it hurts to think of it at my present situation. And I can't tell if he notices..

Ugh... and here I thought I could relax these past two days.