I spent a second night hanging out with Heather and Leslie -- and maybe Melissa too? I don't remember -- but I have no recollection of what we did.
The note headed "To bring to P.I.P." is in reference to a last-minute fill in I did for my friend Kyle in a show at Palatine's community theater. I don't think I found a foam spiked ball, nor do I remember what it was for, but I'm sure the rest of my costume was easily taken care of. I sometimes found it easier to memorize my lines if I wrote them out -- a trick that came in handy on this occasion.
Every so often my birthday is on Easter. It's only happened twice: once when I was really young and once when I turned 18. Hasn't happened since, as far as I know.
I loved the double meaning of "Death to life in the Lord," the sign outside our church on Easter. I think this was the last time I attended Easter service, and one of the very last times I went to church for anything other than a wedding or funeral.
It was a grey, dreary day, and I remember it snowing a little bit as I drove to Denny's after church for my free birthday breakfast.
It's funny to see my prediction that Greg, Tim and I would remain friends. Greg drifted away after this year (he already lived up in Wisconsin, so we didn't see each other much), but Tim and I have stayed in touch, if not remained best friends. He's out in Galena now, so I see him only rarely, but I hope we don't lose touch.