A Leg Grows in C Minor

Okay let me catch up a little bit on my life for the past month. I won't go into my NYC trip at the moment, but I definitely will in a few days. In very early March I got an invitation from Arick to visit his new home in Palmyra. Angel and I were the only sleep lab cronies that could come, so we went and checked out his and his fiance's new place. It was a very cute, cozy house. Like a barn house but none of the dirtiness of a barn. He had some other people over, and we played some games and ate some food and had fun. Then I was talking to this lady from Canadaigua who knew pretty much ALL of my good friends from college, including Sara, Travis, Davey, Dave K., Janelle, and Sue's good friend Kristin (not from my school). It was really funny since this lady is in her 50s, but I guess Canadaigua isn't that big. After Arick's place Angel and I picked up Tracey and went out to Vinyl, a new-ish bar/club on East and Alexander. It was fun, I hadn't danced in aw...

I am here at work, the nice lady is in bed already, and Andy is here next to me taking a stab at my copy of Brain Age for DS. He keeps shouting things like "I wrote a 7, not a zero!" and starting over, it's pretty funny. Anyway, I'm here tonight mostly because I'm pissed at the tv show Angel at the moment, but also because I haven't written in a little while and I feel like I need to. First off, the Angel thing. So Mike and I have finished watching Buffy (finally), and have since moved on to Angel . I feel very indifferent towards David Boreanz as a person, and he is even a little boring sometimes to me. However, the show is really entertaining, and witty like Buffy . Part of that entertainment is the fact that for 9 episodes, there was this wonderful character named Doyle (Glenn Quinn). I have a sneaking suspicion he was kicked off the show for a drug problem, but he was really really good on the show, not to mention easy on the eyes. (mostly because of hi...