day six.

Today will make up for the pathetic excuses I've been shooting out. I spent my Friday evening with my dearest bud, Melissa (SHOUT OUT!), venturing out to New Jersey to see The Taming of the Shrew. In lieu of the potential Jersey jokes I could too easily use here, I'll tell you how it went.
I was told to eat before I came, so I made a nice bagel, egg, and cheese sandwhich. We'll call it a cheggel, to borrow the name from another of my dearest friends. Melissa and parents picked me up, and we started on our GPS guided trip to New Jersey. Her father was occupied by a GameBoy, her mother was the expedition leader. We stopped in some quaint town for dinner. Why, you might ask? They had not eaten, and a logical solution was for me to have two dinners. So that's exactly what happened. A large piece of broccoli tried to alter the health benefits of my plate, but the chicken fingers and french fries overtook it by far. After a quick dinner, we continued to the theater, chock full of nerds. I could tell by the amount of glasses. Our seats, row D, were wonderful, and I couldn't have asked for better. The show was phenomenal! As one to not necessarily enjoy Shakespeare in text, a live show was definitely an easier way to understand what was going on. I'll admit, there were times when I found myself horridly befuddled by what was going on, and even considering the fact that it had to be another language, but the actors helped me focus. Steve Wilson, James Michael Reilly, Joel Rainwater and Victoria Mack are all actors to google and fawn over, and I don't feel like telling you how they each individually made my night. Overall, the production was wonderful and I thoroughly enjoyed myself.
Today, I made bread pudding with Melissa and a munchkin from North Carolina. We ate it. It was good. Then I went to a grad party and stuffed my face. The end.