Sharks!

Ok, so not much happened this weekend. It was Kevin's birthday during the week, so we got together for some dart games and a movie. Very quiet, very nice actually, well other than being the only female present, but what can you do? Most of Saturday I loafed around, took a nap, did some laundry and then Jeff and I planned to go to dinner at Firestone's Grill. We got downtown, only to find that there were crowds and crowds of people. Apparently there was some Bible Study Convention in town that brought everyone out on the streets and to any place Jeff and I decided to go to dinner. We finally ended up at IHOP. The only place without a line. But I got good food and that it what matters. Later, after a rather dissapointing game of DOTA some of us decided to go for a drive. Doug ended up taking us up to Santa Margarita, where there stars are probably the clearest Ive ever seen them, except maybe in high altitude, or in Minnesota in the winter. We saw so many shooting stars. They were so good, the trail was left behind them. I probably spent too long looking up, but it was rather peaceful in the country, with just the sound of a snickering horse, the wind through the brush and the lingering twang of someone's radio half a mile away. I love when looking at the stars makes you wanna fall in to it. Wwe were lucky I suppose that we decided to do this last night, as there was no moon, just stars from horizon to horizon. The drive home was rather interesting. But there was a sad part too. Doug ran over a hare. It wasn't his fault, he slowed down, but it was just the hare's time. Luckily we did not run into any other animals on the road. Not the cat, not the skunk, not the grey fox and not the random steer walking across the road.
Road trip coming up on November 18. Jeff is a big hockey fan so he is driving me, Doug and Kevin up to San Jose to see the Sharks and Flyers(Jeff's Team) play in the HP Pavilion. We will also be going to Sanra Clara so that Kevin can see the area he will be living in during his internship this summer.
Fifth week starts tommorrow. I can't believe it. I'm out.