Wow … awesome night … and the weekend’s still not over. K, first I got to see Shayne’s band (Razoredged Rosepetals) practice. Added to “Will You Help Me,” my favorite songs now include “Poor Little Rich Girl,” “Sunday Morning,” and “Lonely Road.” Chris, the drummer, is awesome, Shayne’s pretty good on his cool, black, pointy guitar, and Drew plays both bass and keyboard. Plus, earlier I’d seen an ad for music recording by my dorm, so I asked Shayne if they’d be interested, and sure enough, they’re definitely gonna find out about it — and I made it happen hehe. I feel like a pseudo-roadie I also need to get their demo … and if everything works out they’re re-recording their demo, making a couple singles, and playing shows again soon. Awesome. Afterwards, Shayne took me out onto his drummer’s back porch to look at the stars … it was sweet.

Party time was after that — except I screwed myself over and had 5 beers and 1 Bacardi Silver over the course of an hour, resulting in passing out before any of the fun started. Of course, I had fun during that hour … saw Joe, Sarah, and Matt again, but was gone for Josh proposing to Meghan, interesting convos, the 75 - 100 people that showed up, and whatever else that went down that I have yet to find out about. So that sucked. But oh well, there’ll be other parties, and I guess it’s good to keep figuring out my limit.

But wait, there’s more. I woke up from my drunken stupor around 3 (right when the party had ended) and 2 seconds later Shayne comes in … 2 minutes later, after acknowledging the presence of Valentine’s Day, he tells me he loves me … and I say it back I know it’s crazy, kinda weird, and a little scary since we’ve only been together for 2 weeks … but hey, as he would say, what’s right is right, and it definitely feels right … especially since we’d both been fighting back the words for awhile. Aww.

Now I’m off to hopefully do work, have lunch with Doron, and then head back to the apartment for V-Day festivities. Yay Everyone have a good one.