I had a geography test on Friday, and I should be getting that grade back on Wednesday. I included illustrations in my essay, so maybe I'll get a few brownie points for that. Friday night, I went out to dinner with g_dude and his mom and brother, and I saw my geography prof at Chili's. O_o It was a little bit weird.
On Saturday, we (teh family) drove down to John & Reed's house in Houston for the Celebration of Life that Reed organized. It was a much nicer event than the Episcopal service in San Antonio that we went to last week. Church funerals are incredibly depressing. It's weird how you can go from discussing the merits of English riding versus Western to bawling your eyes out two minutes later. The whole thing was completely unreal.
The thing on Saturday was definitely more relaxed, though. I think that the initial shock and pain of John's death had begun to pass by that time, so it was easier to laugh at jokes and enjoy ourselves. It was also a chance for John's friends in Houston to pay their respects. I think I probably saw more gay men in one place on Saturday than I have in my entire life so far, lol. Yay for small-town Texas. Rachel and I had great fun pointing out the shoes that we liked, and observing how utterly heterosexual my dad and uncle looked compared to them. I'm not sure if Tonie really understood what was going on, though. She fell asleep during the bit where Reed and John's friends all shared their memories of John, and all she cared about afterwards was the food. le sigh. I'm not sure if I should say anything about it to her. I don't want to upset her, but I want her to understand what's going on.
On a happier note, I HAVE NEW BABIEZ OMG OMG OMG. I got a neon blue dwarf gourami
and a little Chinese catfish to help keep the algae in the tank under control. Everyone seems to be adjusting well. The gourami is named Little Blue ("Ah, Little Blue? She is sub-level, dude.") and the catfish is named Horse because when Rachel and I went to riding camp a few years ago at Camp Pendleton, her horse had really long whiskers and was named Catfish.
I just got back from a choir thing at Freebirds, which was lots of fun. Yay choir nerds!