Estate Party Canceled

My friend Elisabeth got us invited to a party at an estate in the countryside, complete with an enormous Spanish-style bbq, swimming pools, horseback riding, and all kinds of fancy rich-Spanish people stuff. Her roommate did so b/c he felt back for bringing 10 people back to the apartment at 6 in the morning and being louder after Elisabeth asked them to keep it down. He made her coffee when she woke up and then walked her to school, trying to appear nice, but Elisabeth knew that he was really just trying to get her from telling anyone at school about the debacle, knowing it would cost him future students from living there.

But then he called us after we waited around all day for him to pick us up to say he ran out of room in his car b/c he had to carry some speakers and he'd already promised rides to two others. She was not too pleased.

Our backup plan was going to the beach, though, so it wasn't too bad.

I go to church this morning at the cathedral, which should be an experience, to say the least. It is beautiful inside, except for the Wrigley Field-style nets everywhere to catch falling pieces of ceiling...