Happy people indeed

The Patriots pulled together another Super Bowl win, and though the game was pretty dull for the first 3 1/2 quarters, it ultimately offered thrills and chills in a nail-biting close-call finish.

We had a full house and lots of eating and drinking going on. I learned that guacamole does not freeze beautifully...instead it turns a rather unattractive grey. I also must remember that for viewing parties we can only really fit about 10 people comfortably, and that's with 4 people on the futon. We had 13 people there yesterday, and though everybody fit, we really couldn't have had any more. So feelings may have to be hurt if we have a party for the premiere of the final season of The Sopranos.

Other news: looks like I'm gonna have to find a new band! I heard through the grapevine that AK has defected to another band... I find it sad that I heard it through the grapevine, but I guess these things happen. I'm disappointed but not discouraged. "Dreams are my reality..." -- a quote that has stuck in my head for 15 years from a terribly cheesy song from an even cheesier French film, La Boum (I think) that we saw in Madame Nail's class.

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