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Messenger is fudged up. It keeps on letting me on and kicking me off, and then I'll try to sign in and it tells me that I already am. It's driving me nuts. This weekend I had a lot of fun. The "Yahoo Revue" was surprisingly entertaining. I thought the only fun I'd have there is getting to hang out with people, but it turns out one of the best parts was the watching some of the acts. The best act, hands down, was one called "Synchronized Swimming" starring (*gets up to find program*) Ryan Aldrich, Callan Edquist, Blake Novosad, Michael Pickering, and Hamilton Rencurrel. Nathan Trafford was supposed to participate, but he got beaten up at church and he couldn't get the doctor's permission. He wasn't actually beaten up, he just ran into someone's elbow while playing "hide-and-go-seek" in the dark and hurt his sturnum. I just like to say that he was beaten up at church because it sounds neat. Anyway, it was absolutely hilarious, and they have my respect for the rest of their lives, natural and artificial. Most of the acts were people singing, and I just don't enjoy that unless it's an upbeat song, regardless of how good the singers are. Oh, Tony had a couple of good acts, too. As with the Mr. Buc Pageant, the emcees didn't do a very good job, mostly because they decided not to memorize their lines, and they couldn't pronounce things correctly, but there's always the possibility that they didn't get their script until that day... so maybe it's not completely their fault. At any rate, I had a freaking awesome time, even though my family was the last to get there... 30 minutes after the second to last family... At least I got to eat their food and drink their beverages. I didn't drink the tea, though... I don't like tea... Afterwards we skipped the pizza party and went to IHOP where we sat at a table adjascent to these two sophomore boys, and they just kept us laughing the whole time. We also had a really good waiter. We left him a good tip. Today I hung out with Ross. We watched one of the worst movies ever called "They Still Call Me Bruce"(lies!) and Ross compared his feelings for me to television. It was actually a pretty good analogy, until he said that I was cheaper than other channels... and "channels" was a metaphor for girls...