Busy. . .

Friday was a very busy day! Some people at school decided to start a sculpture club. I am interested in joining a sculpture club, so I expressed interest. Well, Friday was a major training for officers of clubs. Every club had to have officers attend, and since the Sculpture Club is brand new, there aren't any officers. I received an email asking if I could attend any of the training. I was able and sat through hours of boring, informative meetings and lectures. Then, I went to Japanese  thoroughly unprepared. Feeling a bit downtrodden for being such an ass in Japanese, I rode home to get ready for a hectic weekend.

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Our friend's birthday was this weekend, so a bunch of us went to Rockaway Beach, Friday. The drive over was nice, with a beautiful sunset and a lot of traffic. We arrived at The Stairways to Heaven, seriously, that was what the cabin was called. It was very cool, but also very strange. There were 9 stairways in the place, since it was situated on a cliff overlooking a lovely waste reprocessing plant and the ocean. We played cards, danced and drank too many beers.

Saturday morning we had a really terrible breakfast at a local place. It took forever, the coffee was awful and the food was lukewarm. The weather, however, was wonderful and we did some walking on the beach afterwards.

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Our intention was to drive down the coast to Florence and then head to Eugene from there, since I had a show last night at the Wandering Goat. After 2 hours of driving behind very slow vehicles through dairy farm scented autumn sunshine, I decided to head east to I-5. Along the way we stopped at the Casino and threw a few bucks away playing slots. I lost $4 and Tiff made $.25, pretty typical of our relationship dynamic. We stopped in at Salem and had a delicious Philly Cheese Steak sandwich, which immediately made me feel like hell. The flavor was worth feeling bad, and I took a nap while Tiff drove for awhile.

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In Eugene we got to the Wandering Goat in time to visit with some old friends, and relax a bit. The show was packed, seeing as Calvin Johnson was the headliner. Afterwards, we drove back to Portland in time to get a decent night's rest in our own bed before doing all the chores, grocery shopping and homework we've been avoiding for the past few days. Had a good Valiant Arms practice today - last one before we head to NYC for CMJ. I'm not sure how I'm going to deal with gear at CMJ. I don't have to take a drumset, but I need a Guitar, Cymbals and probably my Snare. . . Now I'm rambling.