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I was a little more social this weekend than I usually am. Friday night after work Brian, Patrick and I headed up the Manchester NH to go see Jenn's husband's band. It's a country band, which isn't really my thing, but I like her husband and I've already seen them twice before, so it's sorta fun. Getting so I know the songs, even. The venue was kinda like a hotel conference hall; they'd jazzed it up (countried it up, I guess!) to be a little more country-friendly, and practically everyone had on tight jeans and big hats, but it still felt like tomorrow morning it would host the wedding of Trisha and Bobby (it's the second wedding for Trisha, and Bobby's third, so they don't want to spend TOO much).
It was supposed to be inside a restaurant, but to order food you had to select from a limited menu and do it from the bar. We were all starving, but that seemed complicated. Thankfully the band went on first, so we split right after. Watching the line dancing was making me feel a little queasy, anyway. We hit the restaurant on the other side of the building and noshed on prime rib egg rolls and some other stuff. Was good.
The next day, Saturday, Patrick and I went to see "The Woman in Black" at Quannapowitt Players. Normally he can only manage to drag me to plays when he's either in them, writing them, or dating someone in them. This time was none of the above, and yet it was still fun. It didn't have the amazingly hot Russian guy from The Bear, but hey. Not every actor is an amazingly hot Russian guy. Damn it.
Sunday was supposed to be some kind of Star Wars musical something, but Brian didn't feel well so we bagged out on that.
Monday night I hung out with Stephen and Val, ending with our watching possibly the worst baseball game I've ever seen. 16-5 loss to the Tampa Bay Rays? Seriously? Ugh!
And now I will need a month or two to recover. We introverts need battery-recharging time. Whew!
It was supposed to be inside a restaurant, but to order food you had to select from a limited menu and do it from the bar. We were all starving, but that seemed complicated. Thankfully the band went on first, so we split right after. Watching the line dancing was making me feel a little queasy, anyway. We hit the restaurant on the other side of the building and noshed on prime rib egg rolls and some other stuff. Was good.
The next day, Saturday, Patrick and I went to see "The Woman in Black" at Quannapowitt Players. Normally he can only manage to drag me to plays when he's either in them, writing them, or dating someone in them. This time was none of the above, and yet it was still fun. It didn't have the amazingly hot Russian guy from The Bear, but hey. Not every actor is an amazingly hot Russian guy. Damn it.
Sunday was supposed to be some kind of Star Wars musical something, but Brian didn't feel well so we bagged out on that.
Monday night I hung out with Stephen and Val, ending with our watching possibly the worst baseball game I've ever seen. 16-5 loss to the Tampa Bay Rays? Seriously? Ugh!
And now I will need a month or two to recover. We introverts need battery-recharging time. Whew!
