Currently watching "The Blind Swordsman" on IFC. I'm very partial to unusual samurai flicks. Especially one as well done as this.

Last night I had to go through the rites of Confirmation. In otherwords, I dressed in all black and had to don a red robe a la altar boy. Got to the church at 5:25pm because the parents were convinced that it would take half an hour to take the professional photos the church was offering. It only lasted five minutes. So, I had to wait for an hour before things began. Waited outside on the table bench because people hear you humming inside the church. Eventually met up with Sarah and we hung out until the entire thing had to start.

Sarah was telling me about her religion class' lesson in Satanism, and how fascinating it was. "Careful, you're starting to sound like me," I said.

The ceremony itself was quite beautiful. Full of pom and incense laced with tradition. A pity that it didn't mean too much to me. At some point all the incense was blowing in my general direction and really got to my eyes. So, mid-way through the ceremony my eyes started tearing up and it wasn't pretty. Not to mention that the oil on my forehead was heavily scented and almost gave me an awful breakout.

Considering that this was my last chance to do so, I wanted to tell Tyler that I found him very very cute (especially that night because he had let his hair grow out and had spiked it in a rather sexy manner). Couldn't get to him at all that night. Damn.

After the mass was over, had a celebratory dinner at Buca (again). The waitress recognized us from the last dinner we had there after we ordered two tiramisus from the start. Much laughter, getting buzzed from the alcohol in the dessert, seeing other confirmandies celebrating there, checking out the new waiter, etc. etc. Fun fun fun.

Now I have a weekend to relax.... well, I would've, if I didn't have finals to worry about. Crap.