Last night I went to a church play with my sister. I jokingly told her that I could be her convert. It was surprisingly well-acted for this kind of low-budget play. It took place in a bar, which was a little weird. This lady played the lounge singer, and she sang so well. She even started crying at the end.
The play ended at 8:30 and I was already conking out, so I went home to my apartment and let my sister get a ride with friends.
I think about half of the residents of the student apartments are gone now, including my roommate. True solitude at last.