The first marriage: or the beginning of the end

The first marriage: or the beginning of the end

So my lady friend, Jessie, sent me home for my first close friends' marriage. The balls on this girl! She 411'ed my parents leaving a message saying that she hoped that she'd gotten the right number. My parents paid the difference (whatever that difference might be) for my plane ticket home, and so here I am in Alton once again. I've yet to make it to my original favorite movie theater (the Tivoli theater in U-City), but I'm sure I'll catch something playing there sometime during the week. Seems that's going to be Major Dundee because I've already seen Kung Fu Hustle (see it) and I've no desire to see Look at Me. Feh.

So I'm basically catching up on sleep, computer games, comics and music at the moment. I'm also planning my counter-attack on a certain plane ticket-buying young lady. I'll update if anything of note (besides the wedding) happens this weekend.

Reading:

Promethea vol. 1, Alan Moore, J. H. Williams III, Mick Gray

Grey Shirt: Indigo Sunset, Rick Veitch & others

Mauretania, Chris Reynolds

Listening to:

Surfer Rosa & Doolittle, The Pixies

Yankee Hotel Foxtrot, Wilco

Make Believe, Weezer (decent, but pretty forgettable)