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Last night, I never got around to recording the events of the last few days, so I'll do that now.

Trevor came over on Friday. Erica was at Hannah's from Thursday until Saturday, so we cooked up a covert DSFBC meeting, initiated at about ten-thirty on Friday night and ending close to one in the morning. I'd been out before with little warning in a similar time frame, so I didn't figure my parents would mind. Trevor and I didn't tell them we were meeting Erica and Hannah at Hannah's house, however - we just told them we were going out to wander around on our bikes. Anyway, we had fun - walked along a gigantic power line corridor in the woods with thousands of fireflies flashing overhead, wandered through Hannah's neighborhood, etc. In an attempt to curtail the destructive electromagnetic powers of a certain individual, I stole Hannah's glasses with Trevor's assistance and managed to retain them until Hannah started aiming to sterilize. Eventually we went back to Hannah's house and sat on her back porch for a while, and devised interesting ways to fit excessive numbers of people on a hanging bench, and talked. Going home kind of sucked...

My parents apparently got suspicious at the length of our "bike ride" and ended up calling Hannah's parents and getting the whole story. They were all unhappy that I deceived them and stuff, but only grounded me for a day. Claimed they would have let me go if I asked them, they did. I'm not sure I believe it, but I may as well try them next time.

On account of groundage, the four of us didn't get to have a less secretive meeting on Saturday, so Trevor just went home that afternoon and I sort of sat around, until my dad asked if I wanted to go see The Core that evening. So we did, and it was a decent movie. Nothing extraordinary, but nice special effects, reasonable plot, and believable characters.

         posted on Sunday, June 08, 2003
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