another weekend gone.

friday was my birthday. i spent a lot of it in studio working on 140. noli also took me out to dinner. 22 is not eventful, really, its just getting old now. birthdays are beginning to become lame, mostly because i don't want to grow up.

saturday. cal day/davis picnic day/pcn. i did 2 of the 3. ended up playing for cal day noon concert. then sam and i walked around and i got a fish, which i named davis g. fish. g is for guppy. he lasted through pcn, then died that night. oh feeder fish. pcn. oh, pcn. so much failed potential. there were some good parts though, and noli did a great job on stage. my particular favorite: him dying on the stage, dan ang mourning him, then them hugging. while half naked. hilarious. HILARIOUS.

sunday. hooooooooooooome. i got to go home. saw family, did some birthdaying, played frisbee, rode bikes, all that. i'm glad noli drove me back to sacto. we got to be little kids again for a day. i was so depressed to go back to berkeley...not because i don't like berkeley, or that i like sacramento, but i like the feeling i had there. like there were no worries. at all. i was so relaxed. it was really nice.

i just realized recently what i'll have to give up by graduating and leaving cal, and it really makes me upset. denial is slowly losing its grip as reality beats it senseless and pushes it aside. oh, woe is me.

2 final reviews coming up. oy.