magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

garth had wanted to drop some film off at abar yesterday, but my boston excursion lasted longer than i had planned and i didn't get back until after they had closed. chris.k seemed to be more upset about this than garth was. sometime last week garth had picked up a nintendo game that will read yr tarot cards. yesterday they had apparently asked it where i was, and it talked about "absence and delay, and a third thing." but they couldn't remember what the third thing was.

on his way out to go running chris.k said to me "i remember what the third thing was, it had something to do with you being an unapologetic prick." there's a good deal of sarcasm in our house but it was more than that. his tone was nothing but spiteful.

i left for studio even though i had nothing to do there. i couldn't stay at home. picked up a couple of work-study hours in the cad lab, so it wasn't a total loss.

on my way home i thought about offering to pay for dinner out. indian maybe. somewhere where they served alcohol. a nice meal and a bottle of wine or a few beers. to ease the tension. i was on the phone when they came in. garth went straight to the fridge before i had a chance to say anything, but chris.k was carrying a case of corona. so dinner and a couple of beers later no one was at anyone else's throat which is good.