The original plan for this weekend involved going to Williamsburg to visit a relative after surgery, but she decided she didn't want visitors for another day or so, so my dad and I stayed in the county and flew gliders all day-or, rather, he flew gliders, and I hung out at the airport, doing my reading for history class and feeling guilty that I wasn't the one manning the counter. There's a new girl being trained to take over that job, but now I feel like I'm slacking off every time I sit in the pilots' lounge instead of behind the flight schedule computer.
Then we went to see
Casino Royale( It wasn't the book, but it was closer than I expected ) Also, they're making a Spiderman III, and it's going to have Venom in it. I made undignified squealing noises when the preview started. Noises even more shrill than the muffled squeak I made when Bond ordered a Vesper.