The Agrinautica

   So yesterday, after much sitting around and reading of the Ramanyana, which I have determined is the best story ever written, I actually went out and was sociable.
   I went to see Estereo and Radio Cure at the Sweet Bean cafe in Elk Grove with comrade Garian Cika. cartoontom was there of course, and pocketbookannie is in Estereo...
   I bought the Radio Cure CD "Losing the Signal," and then at the party later on that night Annie gave me their other CD, "Running in the Red," as an early birthday present. Yaay.. thankyou Annie!! (=

   From there Miss Cika and I proceeded back to Davis, where we picked up an In-N-Out burger (mmmmm) and the infamous Thomas Grossman. Now if you don't know of Tom (some of you may recall him as "the microbiologist"), well... yea. I'll tell you about him later. (= But anyway, we then proceeded to Kim's birthday party.
   The party was pretty low key, but Gerri, Chaz, and Nick were there, among others (including one guy who didn't say a thing the whole time but alternated lying on the floor with sitting in a chair staring vacantly about, and another guy who was on his cell phone the whole time). The aforementioned Annie and Tom showed up for a little bit as well. And.. yea. At one point, round about say 2am, there were like three couples in various places in the room in various stages of one-trying-to-seduce-the-other, Antonio the weird drunken guy, Garian, and myself. Being as we all know the picture of innocence I would have nothing to do with this rampant premarital kissing. That and Cika and I got over THAT like a year ago.
   So yea, I won't speculate as to what our comrade Tom may or may not have done last night, or with whom.. you have to ask someone else for that.. or like.. buy me alcohol.. or something.


   In completely unrelated news I discovered a livejournal community titled letusbekris: "This is a community for people who want to become Kris, lovers of Kris, and individuals who are already Kris." Now THAT is.. craziness.


QUOTE OF THE DAY:
   Christine: So what exactly do you do in the Coast Guard?
   Kris: Do you bravely navigate ships where no one has navigated them before?
   Chaz: I work in headquarters.
   Kris: So you bravely navigate papers across your desk?

   Despite how busy I've been this last week past I WOULD have updated my livejournal if the whole freakin site hadn been down. psha on that. Anyway, I'll do my best to retro-journalify the week.


THURSDAY
   The Student Focus political party won our ASUCD elections (the President/VP and five of the six open senate seats), and the proportional voting amendment passed. The four independant candidates took the last four places in the results, Told You So (where's my "I told you so" lawyer? (= ). I mean, if I can't do it, who can? hehe j/k. But yea, for those who don't know (/don't go here?) UC Davis has a stronge Two Party System. Its bogus. The proportional voting system that just passed should help fix that though. The parties are Lead (pronounced "led," unless your a leadite yourself and then you say "lead") and Focus/Unite (Lets just call them focites).
   And then of course the closed session to remove the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court was SUPPOSED to occur today but it was cancelled for the third week in a row.. this time however it was because the Chairperson resigned this morning rather than face the hearing. I told you I'd have her head on a platter. Did I? I better reread my livejournal. But I know I told some people.
   Then I had work 3:30-10:00. I forget what we did this day (writing this sunday) specifically but we're still training at this point. Confirmed that one of the servers there is indeed Claire from last friday. Interesting.
   came home sometime after ten, got a ride from Don. Arriving home I learned via AOL IM that there was a Student Locust victory party. Err um Focus yea Focus. I quickly changed and hoofed it on down to The Colleges (an apartment complex) where the party was goin on. Not really my cup of tea (I think I'll rant about what makes a party lame a little further on in reference to Someone Who Is Lame), but there were a bunch of people that I knew and.. yea.

FRIDAY
   Kicked it a bit with Sharon (Amy's twin sister) during the afternoon. Worked 4:00-22:00, whereupon I promptly walked on down to the show at Keebler Hall. Arriving there only very briefly, I set out adventurin with Amie, Sharon and some other guys. Sharon ended up going home to sleep before the rest of us piled into a car and transportmatated ourselves to a party at F and Covell. Arriving there I ran into Don and Vanessa, who hadn't been at work that day. I apparently ended up rather drunk.. I didn think I was THAT drunk but others say otherwise. Anyway it was a lot of fun. Amie and I ended up doing the most classic drunken stumble home.. not even able to keep up a straight line. It was good times. Eventually after hella walking I arrived home in time for two hours of sleep and suddenly it was...

SATURDAY
   ...pulled myself out of bed after my two hours of sleep (and still feeling tipsy) and walked across town to IHOP. At this point I've walked at least nine miles in the last 12 hours (IHOP to Keebler, Party to home, and home to IHOP).
   It was definitively the most awesome day of work in my life however. The morning shifts all did their thing while the evening shifts pretended to be customers. So from 9:00 to 14:00 I was getting paid $7.50 an hour to be seated by the servers and have hella food brought out in front of me. It was unreal just like plate after plate getting set in front of me.. because the cooks obviously needed to practice really making the food.... and then I pretended to pay my bill.. which was like $30 each time. sheit. It was good times. Met a bunch of servers and stuff. Many of whom are very bogus and annoying. Jennifer the cool server has her first day's tips on a bet on who is going to be the first two be fired... and I agree with her the server in question is a freakin bitch. Speaking of servers, Claire still either hasn't recognized me, or more likely, is pretending not to recognize me. Silly Claire.
   Everything I've heard about the morning shift cooks is pretty negative... they apparently all have little ego problems and don't work well with eachother and stuff like that. I really like the whole evening cook shift even if I can't communicate with half of them. But yea the galley broke down today.. the morning shifts lost control of everything and had to completely stop, take a half hour break and start over.
   Got a ride home from Don and went promptly to sleep.

   And so begins what was as far as I'm concerned kind of a seperate day, set off from sat and sunday on either end by periods of sleep. So we'll call it... Shaday, after the almightie word SHA.
   Waking up at eightish I started tryign to finagle a ride to the party off Lillard, where live bands were playing starting at eight and continuing until like.. midnight? It was lookin to be quite the party. Unfortunately however everyone had set out for the evening and I couldn get a ride with anyone..... except Garian's former suitemate Becca.
   And I really didn't want to get a ride with her, especially since originally she was going to be bringing some friends along as well, because she's all about the sororities and the drugs and the Stuff Thats Lame. I couldn find another ride though so I ended up going with her.. and being in no freakin hurry she didn get around to heading out till 23:00... by which point I had missed the best of the party apparently. After like five minutes at the party she left because "there's no dance music." And that pretty much summed up why I didn't want to bring her. Previously mentioned rant:
   If one cannot relate to people except by enacting extremely cliche sexually oriented dance moves to overplayed rhythms then one really isn't the kind of person I'd prefer to be dealing with, and the parties that cater to such are not the kind of parties you'll find me at. Thats the kind of party that I think pretty much all frat parties are and unfortunately that was how the Focus victory party on Thursday was. I mean the Focus kids are good people and I'm not saying they lack social skills, but the party was the type that only catered to the cliche dance moves. They're all frat kids what do you expect. And I'm not say like if you like to dance I hate you, thats all good and well, its just that if thats the only way you can interact with people at a party...
   Okay I'm done ranting now I think. So.. yea. At the party I ran into Amy, Amie, Stan, Fantastic Dan & Danielle, Nick, Chaz, Morgan, Maeve, Don and prolly other people as well, pretty much Everyone was there. Vanessa was apparently but I didn see her. After the party began dispersing around.. 1ish? ..I went with Chaz and someone else in search of an afterparty we'd heard about. Eventually finding it we found Amie, Maeve and Garian (she came with me and Becca originally btw) there. It was really laid-back.. people just kickin around talking, listening to The Pixies, playing pool. After imbibing a decent amount of alcohol however the party seemed quite a nice little shindig to me . Eventually, as had been my plan, I crashed on the couch.
   I perhaps should ahve elaborated on my plan earlier, but oh well I don't feel like reworking previously written paragraphs. Basically in order to avoid the hour long walk across town I'd done saturday morning, I decided it would really be a better idea to crash over there somewhere, as the party (and the subsequent afterparty) were about a block from IHOP. And so, with this in mind, I had brought a change of clothes for work in my backpack.
   And the plan worked very well. After another two hour night of sleep I walked a mere five minutes to work at 7:30.

SUNDAY
   The training at work was the same thing as it had been yesterday, however this time the pm shifts were doing their thing and the am shifts were pretending to be customers. We managed not to break down like the morning cooks had. I am going to do mad studying before my first real day of work on Wednesday.
   One of the morning cooks was in for a bit this morning for some time. I'm not sure why.. maybe he mistakenly thought he was supposed to be working today rather than being a simulated customer. I don't know but he gave us a nice taste of the morning shift spirit: if anyone came within two feet of him he was like "hey I need space!" even though he was just making freakin bacon. Otherwise he was generally an ass.
   We got issued uniform shirts today. yay. Anyway, after hella cleaning (the kitchen got sooo dirty) we were finally released and I proceeded to sleep till 23:00.

   And now... this thing is up to date apparently. What a relief.