19 June 2002

Monday night, Braz had called to tell Matt that Kris was going out of town for a few days, and did we want to get together Tuesday evening?

So yesterday when Matt came home from work, I asked him if he and Braz had made any actual plans. Matt laughed at me, and then called Braz. They decided that when Braz got home from work - around six - he would call back and we would make plans for dinner.

Matt and I went to the grocery store, and then came home. Around six-thirty, Matt called Braz back. Braz said he was helping Kris pack for her trip, and that he would call us back around seven.

At seven-fifteen, Braz logged into IM briefly to tell Matt that Kris was going to change and nurse Emma one last time before she hit the road, and he'd call us as soon as she was gone.

At eight, Braz called to say he was on the way, and, "What's two hours between friends, anyway?"

I thought I might have to kill myself at dinner, when they started in on baseball. Both of them talking too fast to be understood, even if I did know what they were talking about.

Worse still, they noticed I was bored and tried to explain it to me.

Luckily, I got them switched over to talking about OS X, which I at least know something about.

And then we spent half the meal filling Braz in on the latest gossip and doings on the Hall, which was fun, because he hasn't been around for a while. The gender confusion alone had him shaking his head - never mind the soap operas. (Much less the real life soap operas that were attached.)

Then we came home and I chatted and answered e-mail while Matt and Braz put on their eye patches and wooden legs.

--Liz