We went to Ron & Maureens house for dinner, although it was actually our house. I helped some old lady bring in groceries. I took everything but the cans which had to be recycled. Ron told me he’d be impressed if I could get all the stuff in without hitting anything. He had a really funny haircut, sortof a pointed long buzz with long hair in back. I don’t really know how to explain it. He also had curls by his ears, but they were going to be shaved off. When we got there, I told him that his hair was worse than Peters. He laughed, and told Jessica that if she didn’t want a huge piece of steak for dinner like I was gonna get, she’d keep quiet about his hair.
Somehow, I ended up next door, which was army training bullshit. I sat in with it, and got my head half-buzzed. Geoff was there and had done training before. At the end of training, we broke up for food. I was going to go back home for that and never come back to this, while everyone else ate crappy food. The guy in charge started talking with a friend in the group, and started throwing an inflatable ball like a slow burner balloon.