I'm back in Ann Arbor now.

The rest of the Chicago trip was fine and dandy. Bethany and I went downtown to the art museum where we saw some Seurats, Monets, Van Goghs, and Picassos. Then we walked down Michigan Ave. to Bloomingdales where her friend works. Meanwhile, my brother was back at his apt fixing the computer formally known as Fucker--he hasn't earned his name since, and he actually opens Word now! Hurray! I think my brother finished some screenplays as well (he's working on three.) In the evening we had hummus and tabouli sandwiches and watched the Simpsons. Later on in the evening we met up with James of 11th grade boyfriend fame. It was good to see him. He's pretty much the same as ever, but that meant that we got along well. Don't ask me what he's doing there (as far as how he's supporting himself) because it was really hard to tell when he told me. But we got lost in the car on the way home to my brothers. Just like old times.

Yesterday Bethany and I had HUGE-ass pancakes (chocolate chip) for breakfast at a little diner type place around the corner, and then Bethany drove the car from Chicago to Grand Rapids, where her parents live (I would have drove, but I lost my license at the Riviera theater where we saw Rufus.) Last night her mom made us a lovely dinner, and then we played scrabble.

Today I got my temp. license from the secretary of state in Grand Rapids so I could drive home. After that we called Jenni in Thailand, which was very cool. And then after we called Jenni, we went downtown to the art museum there and saw this photo/watercolor collection about the Blues. Much to my delight. :) It was a wonderful exibit, I was well pleased and wanted to move down to New Orleans again (anyone want to join me?). Then I drove home.

Well, that was my vacation. Soon I should start writing, now that Microsoft Word has worked its way back into my life. I wish I felt like writing. I should at least do ten mins. Reading plays doesn't sound like a bad idea either.