today i woke up with nicholas at the boys' house, and we walked with keith, tessa, and nate to gravy and met up with eric, kara, and brian, and we had a humongous, gigantic, unnecessarily large breakfast. there was a woman at a table behind us who had a terror of a child-- he was intermittently pouring salt on the table, licking it up, sucking on the salt shaker, and stabbing his mother with a butter knife, whilst the entire restaurant, including the two friends at breakfast with he and his mum, watched him in utter disbelief. it was hilarious. while we were waiting for our table i saw anisa and eizelle, who had just put their names on the list, and who are now somewhat inter-connected with my group of friends, and who nicholas and i keep running into at different sunday breakfasts.

i have the day off tomorrow!