Eudaimonia

Saturday. Saturday? Saturday.
Sitting in my bed at midnight on a Saturday is strange. I guess I sort of like it. We'll decide in twenty minutes when I try to fall asleep. Usually, at this point of my Saturday, I'd be drinking something, somewhere, with someone. This should work just as well. I'll end up in fundamentally the same place.

Tomorrow is Easter. This means I'll get up to go to church. My grandparent's will appreciate this. I'll get dressed up and be the most formal person there under the age of forty-five. Ambercombie seems to pass on holy days of obligation. It will be standing room early, which means I probably won't sit down. The upside; no need to genuflect. There is a new priest, who I will probably only listen to for the Homily. The rest of the time I will spend having an internal dialogue with god. We'll probably talk about how I haven't been there in a while, and God will ask me how many people found his house. He'll wonder why he didn't charge at the door, and worry he stocked enough wine for the party. We'll probably talk about how funny "the birthday incident" was. We try to keep it cas'.

Easter means I'm going to hang out with my family. The whole thing. Essentially this entails going to two different houses. Which houses is determined by size rather than cooking ability of the residents, which I don't understand fully, considering our entire meeting is built around food. The meals will be sub-par, but there will be a ton of food. Some of it will be eaten, more of it will be thrown away, all of it will be complemented ad nauseum. After the meal, I will retreat to a room unoccupied with my homework for the week and do as much of it as humanly possible. With any luck, I'll finish enough of it that I'll be able to go to Ryan's after I finish with my obligations. Or maybe I'll hang out with Brian. Or Patrick. Maureen will undoubtedly be doing homework, but I saw her tonight. This is fine.

Next weekend I think I'm going to try to be drunk by 11. This is primarily because I can do this within walking distance of a cheese double cheese. Assuming I can get most of my homework out of the way, I'll be able to fit in ample frisbee and trail running this week. These are the things I like to do. Also, tomorrow I should be getting a violin. Hopefully I can play it proficiently some day.

Today I had a breakfast cup. And Dairy Castle. Twice. Things are doin' alright.