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Jun. 22nd, 2003 05:08 am
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   I am SO back in Orange County now.


15:23 06/20/03- Airplanes and Racists
   I had ten minutes to pack everything I wanted for the summer, before the airport shuttle arrived. Thats even ridiculously short for me. Basically I just tossed everything I could think of off the top of my head into my suitcase and briefcase. So far the only significant thing I think I've forgotten is both my electric and mechanical shavers.

   The girl that checked me in and gave me my boarding pass was HELLOF hawt, seriously. I think I'm in love. heehee. Well not really but she was a very very attractive young lady.
   And then there was the security checkpoint. I have anxiety over passing through those things always.. and with good reason! -I ALWAYS get stopped and thoroughly inspected.. I swear I must look exactly like some international terrorist.
   So of course the security lady who assigns us to the lines for metal detectors / x-rays takes one look at me and sends me to the far one, the one with fewer passengers, more security, more barriers. Aaand suprise suprise "you've been selected for special screening" when I get there. yea I didn't see THAT coming. Cause I mean, you know terrorists these days wear boyscout belts, ties over t-shirts, and IHOP hats, uhuh. And the guy that was doing it to me was hella rude.. being all cryptic like "sitinthatchairoverthere" "this chair?" "nothatchair" and "stickyourlegout ... no NOT like that..." Oh and then apparently the SHARPIE in my pocket set off the metal detector, god knows why, and security-miser hella rolled his eyes at me like it was obvious and was like "its your PENS!!" Ass. The passenger next to me is all joking around with her security person "they're just doing this cause I shook my ass as I walked past" so I chimed in "yea man, I did that too."
   Anyway, as I'm basically putting my stuffage in my pockets and suchforth I realize security-miser is being HELLOF nice to the next person, so I'm like whatthefuck. Looking up I realize that the passenger is black, and so's the security guard. fucking racist.


   I'm still adjusting to getting back.. tonight I didn't try very hard to find something to do and ended up back home at like 11pm. I just went to the local coffee shop, Diedrichs off La Paz, where there was only one person I knew. Then I discovered everyone was at Mikey's (Jesska's younger brother) gradumatation party. So I went there, and there I found Liz, Jessika, Jesska, Mikey, (Lauren) Boswell, Robin, Robin's-Friends/Bandmates-Whose-Names-I-Can-Never-Remember. Then with epic style I spilled soda on myself saying goodbye to Robin and went home and sulked. Well okay actually I came home and played Age of Empires I admit it.


   I actually compelled my MOTHER to create a nation at nationstates.net, so she created The Oppressed Peoples of Intersticial Space. I helped her make the following flag, based on the flag of Malawi:

Very Intersticing



   Tomarrow is "Compton Day" at Wild Rivers. About twice a summer, mass inner city kids from LA Unified school district flood the waterpark and do their best to drown like lemmings. The CANNOT swim. Its kind of rediculous. Any deepguard can expect to make at least 15 rescues on that day. My first LAU DAy as a deepguard I remember Brian "Gumby" Hughs brought in sharpies for all the deepguards and we all kept tally of our rescues on our visors. I continued to do so my whole career actually.

Date: 2003-06-22 11:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wdsguy.livejournal.com
compton kids huh, I would worry about getting shot by one of them little fellas

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