I.am.so.sore.from.Picwick.
I can hardly feel my back, my neck, and my arms. If I have to lift anything heavier than a kitten I think I'm gonna cry. I mean, inner-tubing is like my homeboy, but it leaves me in such pain afterwards!
:-p
Went to my Uncle J.O.'s funeral today; twas a weird feeling since I've never been to a funeral before. Seeing the body, talking to relatives I had never met, seeing my great aunt alone, being a part of the funeral procession and watching the burial aroused weird feelings in me I didn't even know I had. It turned my whole day funky, this funeral thing, but I'm glad I went. It felt like something that you're afraid and unsure of doing, but once it was over you're glad you did it.
I finally met my cousin Nikki Cox (who plays in Las Vegas) and her husband John Ferguson Cox Mohr (who is an actor/comedian). Interesting people they are.. the Hollywood life doesn't seem to have done them very much good :-p
Hung out tonight at the Brownings, possibly one of my favorite hang out spots, played kemps and drove a golf cart around, and of course ended the night by piano playing with Dex playing stuff from Twilight, original and jazz music, and we attempted Clair De Lune (him left hand and I right hand) and failed miserably haha but had a semi blast while doing it.
I got church tomorrow, last Sunday I'll be in town =/ and this week I have deemed "hang out" week because I think I've already had at least 8 people say that they wanna hang out with me before I leave. -whew- bring it on :)
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