Last night:

Pete's recital. Very good, although some pieces were better than others. His original was the best of the night. Was amazing to hear it in full context, as he's only played bits and pieces of it to me for the past year.

Got together with Bill, Bonnie, Joe and Allie. Went to Applebee's for dinner, only because we gave up and were too tired to let our brains rack anymore places in South County that were tasty and affordable. Applebee's was... one of the two. It was tastier than we thought, though.

Afterwards, back to my house where Allie picked up her boyfriend. Nice guy, but he didn't want to hang around my house. Talked and just listened to music. Walked around the neighborhood.

Eventually everyone filed out and it was just Joe, Bill and I watching "Spun". Good movie, hadn't seen it in a while. Drove Joe and Bill home, not before scoping out the Rite Aid at 2 in the morning, nothing worth buying.

Today: Up, play some stuff on the stereo, in particular "Milo's Song" by Martin, since it was another dull, gray day. Parents home by 12. Listened to the Human Sexual Response tape Justin gave me. Don't have a real usable tape deck so I had to break out the four track. I really really like it, although it is weird how Meccalily changed sections of "Anne Frank Story" when they cover it...

Out to Thayer St at 7 listening to Irreversibly Whacked on the way up, meet Jay, Austin and Jay's Yale friends. Go to Nice Slice for dinner, good stuff. Then to Johnny Rockets for a milk shake w/ Austin. Meet Jay and co. at Roba Dolce, talk more, then eventually back to her house. Give Austin a ride to his house on the way there so he can drop off his Ipod for his brother.

Back at Jay's house, fun fun on the Wii, talking with Corriene, and how there was a lost ToE gig that we just remembered about at the Blackstone in May. Talk about recording her and maybe collaborating. Seemed to be trying to put me down gently for collaborating.

Leave at 10, back at the house by 10:30, listening to "A Simple Paper Collage". Listening to "The Cutting Edge" when I realize it might be one of the best pop songs I've heard in years. Was about to send Martin an email saying this until I looked at the credits and neither him nor Wayne wrote it. Oops.

Home, collecting laundry, blogging, shower, bed.