Party
After work I stopped by Maile’s classmate’s house and joined them at the tail end of their party. I met the husband, who seems like a nice guy, as well as a few of their friends and neighbors. There was one girl who at first glance looked like a young version of Natalie Portman, but I only had a quick glance before they left. I don’t even remember the name anymore.
I ate some food that was leftover, and I enjoyed Maile’s chicken drummettes, which are always good (despite whatever she thinks).
I must remember to pick up my brother at the airport tomorrow night.
