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Panelling With Candidates
   ASUCD senate candidate panel was today. With twenty candidates sitting at the table in the coffee house I think this election may have more candidates than any other ASUCD election I can recall. Having run for senate twice myself it brought back memories (this icon is from a candidate panel) and made me sad that I'll never be on the candidate panel again (Like U.S. President Taft, one proceeds from the presidency to the supreme court, not vice versa and certainly not to a lower office. (= ). I think greater dialogue between the student body and the ASUCD government can be accomplished by having a panel of currently sitting ASUCD officials field questions some time mid term... that way I can have another chance to enjoy the panel experience and make saucy references to "the catsup/mustard conflict."

   Candidate Robert Baron as usual used a shocking amount of profanity, eventually leading to his microphone being cut out in his final statement ("Can you finish your last fifteen seconds without using profanity Robert?" "No, sorry, I cannot do that"). Thats all good and well right? But see, candidates from the Students for an Orwellian Senate Slate (SOSS) asked the elections committee to provide them with a list of words they could not say, and they refused!
   If you're going to refuse to provide a list of words that cannot be said, you cannot cut people off for saying words you don't agree with.

DISCLAIMER:
the elections committee has been clearly and purposefully set out from the jurisdiction of the ASUCD Court, so whatever we may say about the committee here absolutely cannot be considered a potential conflict of interest for the Court.


   Because the elections committee hosts pictures of the candidates on the voting page, the attractive females always get elected. I'm not saying they shouldn't host picture --it does help to recognize people and whatnot-- I'm just saying that its kinda lame that the attractive girls are so advantaged, and moreover, it leads to my next saucy point: to highlight this point it occured to me that I should get Kristy to run.
   Kristy, you see, has absolutely no interest in being a part of student government or any of that. But if she ran, I'm willing to bet $50 she would get elected even if she puts zero effort into it. If only I could convince her to do so, a point this saucy is a shame to pass up.


The Fascists Among Us
   Its come to my attention that certain individuals around here are so narrow-minded that they cannot tolerate those who simply don't believe the way they do as strongly as they do. Its one thing if one cannot tolerate those who believe the opposite of oneself, but to actually hatefully deride those whom one feels aren't adament enough about one's "correct" opinion is to be fascist and despicable.
   Please note that being "open minded" primarily refers not to a position on the far left of the political spectrum so much as a willingness to tolerate ideas different from ones own. A liberal can still be a fascist (bolsheviks were, for example), and in modern cases tend radiate a fair degree of hypocracy on account of their fervent belief that they are "open minded."

   I don't believe that any particular ideology or position on the political spectrum is inherently correct and better than the others, and if this mentality is reprehensible to you, then you should probably remove me from your list as well.


Further Indictments
   In completely unrelated news, after reviewing several years of reports of the peculiar antisocial behaviors of one Courtney "Courtbutt" Gertler, I would like to declare her an enemy of the people, guilty of treating her friends like crap, overwhelming selfishness, taking enjoyment in the misfortune of her friends, terminally bad behavior, and serial rudeness, among many many other counts. I hereby declare that she should be sentenced to spend the rest of her life wallowing in the bogs of the UC Davis quad.


Picture of the Day


The Day The ASUCD Coffee House Went On Strike
   During ASUCD's C.S. Lai administration, tension between the ASUCD government and the rank-and-file student came to a head when the Coffee House went on strike against the ASUCD government over the budget. Also 2002 I think.
   On the left you'll find viral communist John Green wearing camo pants and hoping the CoHo strike will lead to a general people's revolution and class warfare. Slightly right of that it appears a stout man is about to collide with an asian woman (both of whom appear already enraged).
   Sign with the letters that didn't show up says "if it ain't broke, don't fix it," a reference to changes the senate had made to the CoHo during budget hearings that employees didn't appreciate.

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   This morning I had to be at the flagpole at 6am to go chalking for the Shins show.
   So I get there at six, and Courtbutt is like "don't you read your email??" and I'm like "uh, yea?" and she's like "the email said 5:30." I look around to see if there's some reason I'd have been better off waiting around for half an hour, but from the looks of it I got the better end of the deal since those who arrived at 5:30 had spent an extra half hour standing by the flagpole.
   So we all stand around for twenty more minutes waiting for our valiant leader Devin to show up, but he never does. So we all disperse and go back home to sleep.


   In other news, I really need a new source for music. Winmx is getting progressively worse*.


*This is by no means an endorsement of music piracy. We here at Emosnail would never engage in such activities nor advocate them.

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   "I'm sorry, I know I said I would deal with you in person, and I did. But i still feel that you are the biggest fucking asshole i have ever met in my life. i hope you die and burn in hell you piece of shit.
<3 courtney" -[livejournal.com profile] lilmisscourty


   I'm sorry you don't feel it is wrong not to inform someone when you have cancelled their parking permit on them without informing them. I'm sorry you care so much more about my expressing my feelings on the matter than you did about the trouble you caused your friend. But you know, somehow, I don't feel sorry for anything I've done as regards this. I will refrain however, from demanding hellfire for your actions. Have a nice day. ::smiles endearingly::

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   Last update was Wednesday morning...

Fatigue Guy
   Wednesday, Fatigue Guy gave me a green cigarette because it matched my hair. The day before that he had randomly come up to me, said he liked my style, gave me a thumbs up, and went back to where he'd been sitting. The Fatigue Guy no longer wears fatigues, but black warm-up pants if I recall correctly.


Judicious
   At out ASUCD Supreme Court meeting on Wednesday, we had two representatives from Internal Affairs, and one member of the executive staff, an unprecedented number of guests present. This in fact beats our previous record of non-court-member attendance by three.
   Well no actually the university's legal council came by once.
   After going over changes that needed to be made in the judicial codes (which all you ASUCD officers reading this should see as legislation soon, which I do not necessarily endorse (= ), we went over how to write our "administrative plan" with the IA Commissioners. Most ASUCD units, commissions, committees, and whathaveyou have administrative plans that tell the history, goals, aspirations and suchforth of said unit. Units lacking administrative plans, that I know of, are the Court, SGAO, The Advisor, and I believe the Office of the President (and/or VP?).
   Part of the Plan is this "history" section as I said. Apparently normally admin plans are written when a unit is created. The creation and history of the Court however is shrouded in myths and legends. None of us know what went on before we were put on it, nor is there any central location where the history may be held. I think the history is something that involves a dragon being raised by goats who one day while burninating the countryside discovered that steel reserve (high gravity lager!) could be successfully mixed with orange juice, and was so taken by this that he decided to dedicate the rest of his life to justice. Thats what I'm going to write anyway. And I'll work the word rhadamanthine in there somewhere while I'm at it.*


The Weekend
   This weekend I plan on hiding in my room and being antisocial like a troll. I have far too much schoolwork to catch up on.
   Courtbutt called Friday night to talk to Kristy, who was not here, and asked "why are you being a loser and not going out?" the following interchange ensued: "uh I decided I don't like people." "I don't like people either, lets not be friends!" "okay!"
   This morning Kristy and I went to the Farmer's Market again (& bought a gallon of apple cider) & ate at Crepeville. The End.
   Had dinner at the Colleges, where Sarina made steak. And now I'm sitting in the red glow of my room hating everyone and trying to study russian.


Picture of the Day


Kristy and The Plant
On or Around V-Day
© Kris Fricke 2004


   Updated a bunch of pictures (mostly of Kristy) to photobucket.

Unrelated
   Kristy and I decided that R2D2 and The Cheat are basically the same.


Related
   A Year Ago Today: Bye Bye Coffee House


   *Note: no vicki I'm not going to write that don't worry.

V-Day

Feb. 15th, 2004 10:34 pm
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Thursday
   Stopped by The Table in the MU, where five people were at the time sitting. The two I didn't know turned out to be [livejournal.com profile] blueliquid13 and [livejournal.com profile] sivart13, two of the others were [livejournal.com profile] blushbystander and [livejournal.com profile] pavelthegeek, the remaining person was my friend Yadira. Though I'd never had the slightest incling that she may have an lj, seeing her present company I asked, and indeed she is [livejournal.com profile] porcelain999.

   Then I went to the barbershop in the basement to get the sides of my head shaved.


Friday
   It was my Uncle Ben's birthday so we had dinner at their place on J Street. And by "we" I mean Kristy and I. Kristy was terrified at first, but she survived. The food was sooooooo goooood omg. It was like.. the second best food I've had all week. It was like.. this thai food. With tofu.. yes I even liked the tofu it was that good.
   Pictures were taken of the Kristy and I. I haven't seen them as of yet but they should be available very soon.


Saturday - Valentine's Day
   So Kristy and I went to the Farmer's Market in the morning. This of course prompted me to retell my favorite Lame Story, about waking up in a frat house and going outside to find a farmers market raging outside. While there we ran into Kristy's italian teacher, and city council candidate Lamar Heystek. We also bought a half gallon of delicious apple cider before moving on to Baker's Square for breakfast.

   That evening we had a candle-lit dinner at Kristy's place. The dinner was a surprise for me, and it turned out to be "fire-cracker pork fusilli" Kristy had gotten from Fuzios. This is my all-time most ultimate food ever omg just thinking about it mmmmm... Kwisty also made garlic-bruschetta appetizers and tiramisu. It was all so so so so good omg. Sensory overload.
   Unfortunately last time Kristy had wine, [livejournal.com profile] slosha got her trashed on tiquela, and Kristy subsequently developed an aversion to wine. After unsuccessfully trying to enjoy the wine at dinner she made light of this. I offered to make her a drink with vodka or peppermint snapps or something. She thought for a minute and asked for steel reserve. I was soo proud. (=

   And then Courtbutt came pounding on the door and a ringing the door-bell. No romantic valentines day dinner is complete without that.


One Year Ago Friday
KriLynnHeidi (11:21:54 PM): hey! !
Snail of DEATH (11:22:02 PM): s hey
Snail of DEATH (11:22:12 PM): hows it goin! Krilynheidi?
Snail of DEATH (11:22:13 PM): (=
KriLynnHeidi (11:23:16 PM): LoL...im in your CRD disc. my name is Kristy, i felt like being friendly tonite!
Snail of DEATH (11:23:36 PM): ah
...
Snail of DEATH (12:04:56 AM): happy vday btw
Snail of DEATH (12:04:58 AM): (=
KriLynnHeidi (12:05:07 AM): hey tanks! you 2!
Snail of DEATH (12:05:17 AM): :-D
KriLynnHeidi (12:05:58 AM): so what are your big Vday plans?
Snail of DEATH (12:06:55 AM): my! friend is having an antivday party
...
   Yes, that is the first conversation Kristy and I ever had. Apparently I had recently forgotten I didn't know her and waved to her in the MU.

   Kristy's entry on the same
   My entry from a year ago
         It just occured to me that in keeping with v-day tradition, I did in fact wear all-black THIS time as well. Black dickies, black docs, black braces (suspenders), black collared shirt, black tie...


No picture today, I'm in a hurry.

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   So after the MUN meeting today I go to the Coffee House, where Brillaint Red Lights, The Fiery Furnaces, and Ted Leo & The Pharmacists are playing for free.
   Shortly after getting there, Azver gives me the rest of his bottle of wine (in a brown paper bag of course), and then Entertainment Council director Andrea Chalupa gives me a peice of pizza. Mmm everything is better when its free.
   Hung out with my apartmentmate Adrian was at the show. Briefly our other apartment-mate, Jill showed up as well. In an unprecedented display of roommate bonding we all completely incidentally found ourselves standing together at a show.
   Then I walk over the The Colleges where Kristy is at the apartment of Courtbutt, Christie, Sarina, & Adam. While finishing my conversation with Aaron on the phone I see my friend Nat(alie Kempkey), an unusual happening since she no longer goes to Davis. Apparently she came in just for the show. And scarcely had I finished greeting her then Brian McInnis emerges from a nearby apartment to say hi. Kristy then emerged and saved me from more random encounters in the Colleges.
   Courtbutt sewed two of the three missing buttons on my pea-coat back on (the third is missing). That was strong sauce.


Apartment-Mate Needed
   In completely other news, we need a new roommate here next year since Adrian is leaving us for a better place (a house in downtown Davis to be exact). Anyone who wants to have the Casbah experience may contact me asap. The end.


Picture of the Day


Cow Diseases, Part 1 of 4
inspired by newspapers during MUN class
© Kris Fricke 2001

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   Bleh. First day of classes equals me in a bad mood.

   Last night, Tuesday night, I finally got the sides of my head reshaved, by my friend Azver. Then went to the eighies party the kids in the Colleges (Courtney, Bree, Christie, Sarina & Adam) were throwing. Well actually then I hurried off to the ASUCD Court meeting, and ended up just walking to the 80s party from there, since Kristy was already there.. so I ended up being the only non-80s person there. Hella people ended up showing up.
   Azver came, and I met [livejournal.com profile] stillsheryl AGAIN and she remembers this time, and [livejournal.com profile] pavelthegeek was also quite abundant.


   Today I had class from 11:00-12:00 and 14:00-15:00, so during the two hour interim I planned to hang out in the MU breezeway. This plan worked out extremely successfully, since as usual there was an entire table of people I knew already there. And of course it happened that everyone there had livejournals ([livejournal.com profile] pavelthegeek, [livejournal.com profile] codetoad, [livejournal.com profile] dinacloud, [livejournal.com profile] jegskaltisse), and this girl Sally who's lj name I forget.
   Then the indie kids set up a rival table ten feet away, where [livejournal.com profile] blushbystander, her boyfriend Jordan Smart and a number of their friends sat. We shook our fists at them.

   There were a number of other details I was planning on throwing in, but I'm tired and irritable now so not so much. The end.


Financial Aid
   My total financial aid for this quarter is $3,522. "But you're gonna have to pay all that back someday dumbass" you say? Yea well $2,022 of it is in grants, meaning I don't have to pay it back ever. In conclusion, it is excellent to be me.


Addendum
   I just changed my listed website here. It formerly pointed to yahoo photos which is getting increasingly and increasingly shoddy, so the new location the link points to is this


Quote of the Day
   Amy Z ([livejournal.com profile] jegskaltisse) - "I'm the unofficial co-host of my sister's radio show.. so I'm not allowed to touch anything. But then again we ARE identical twins, they'd never know."

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   So Friday morning I had my last class of the year (the calender year anyway), an hour of Russian 4. I then rendezvoused with Miss Garian Cika, whom I dated for three months or so freshman year, and currently lives in Eugene Oregon. She is in town till Sunday.
   Then Cika and I are back at my place and I happen to need to call her ex Tom ("Sex-in-the-Eyes," S.I.T.E.) to arrange for the double-date he is supposed to go on with Courtney and Kristy and I this evening. Then I put him on the phone with Garian without warning him and he later expressed great loathing of me for that action.


   We went to Thai2k for dinner, SITE, Courtbutt, Kristy and I. I'm on this mission to try all the Thai food in town, and so far I've eaten at three of the four restaurants I know of (Thai Nakorn is the unvisited one). Of the other two, Sophia's earned mad points for their free refills on Thai Iced Tea, but had the least tasty thai food I've ever eaten. Thai Recipes was better, but the portions were extremely small. Now our most recent destination, Thai2k, I must say was without a doubt the BEST Thai food I've had in town. mmmmmmmm. I had some bamboo & basil thing (uh, #33 on the menu), soooo good mmmmm.

   Tom nearly went insane on account of the constant saying of "such sauce," "weak sauce," "strong sauce" and other saucy variations that the other three of us constantly employ. Such sauce.


   Next destination was the "James Bond" themed party that the "Pirates of the Pentagram" were hosting at their pirate stronghold in suburban central Davis. Kristy and Courtbutt both went as bond girls, Tom borrowed one of my dress shirts (which I BETTER get back!) and made a nametage that said "henchman # 4," which was later missplaced. I wore my soviet ushanka, the usual pea-coat and black dickies, and my spiked collar. I therefore was an ambiguous crazy soviet villian, or something. There were people at the party actually wearing tuxedos and things. Kristy loathes my beautiful Soviet ushanka. )=

   In addition to ourselves ([livejournal.com profile] basicallyasap, [livejournal.com profile] lilmisscourty, and [livejournal.com profile] emosnail), we saw our friends [livejournal.com profile] pavelthegeek, [livejournal.com profile] daisycat99 & [livejournal.com profile] saprophyte, I met [livejournal.com profile] stillsheryl, and no doubt a great many other ljers that I don't know, but I could sense their unholy presence. (=

   At one point I saw a can of steel reserve sitting on a table. It made me happy. I don't think I've ever seen 211 in a regular 16oz can, but there it was. I have no idea who was responsible for bringing this sacred object to the party.

   Courtbutt and Tom, not so much hitting it off.

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   I haven't gotten a chance to really do anything on a computer since Tuesday, didn't go near one at all all day Wednesday. A lot has happened.

Tuesday - No-cal/So-cal Exchange Program )



Wednesday - PCU & One lb Burgers )

Tiger Army, Nekromantix, Rancid!! )

What I Learnt In School TODAY )

Continuing Judicial Conflict In ASUCD )


Pictures
   I was pictured on the front page of the Aggie today... albeit in the background (far right corner) of a large group. The picture appears here.
   Also I finally tracked down those halloween pictures. Courtbutt posted them here.

They LOATHE me

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   Yesterday Courtney threw a party because the sorority week-long moratorium on alcohol had concluded. Nothing like a nice good party on monday night to start your week.
   Shortly after I entered, a Coffee House cashier ("Tera") said "I work with you" to me. I got fired eight months ago and she hadn't noticed apparently. I miss that place.
   At one point Kristy and I were outside talking to Aaron (who was at the time standing watch on his big wooden boat on the east coast) on the phone when along come some other people and start hammering a bike lock with a hammer ... "we're not stealing this bike I swear!" silly kids. They ended up ruining the hammer but the bike long remained undisturbed.
   Tom (SITE) was there and was definitely up to his usual antics...

   Today I wore my "steel reserve" shirt and I lost track of how many compliments I got from random people on the shirt. At one point I was walking in front of the MU and the guys manning the SOS (SnOwboard and Ski team or something?) table hollared their approval of my shirt so I turn and give them a thumbs up and then seconds later these black guys at a table I'm passing on the OTHER side say "steel reserve!!" so I turn and greet them... then a minute later someone yells "high gravity lager!" so I immediately respond "premium malt liqour!" Ah steel reserve I love thee so.

   I'm freakin tired. The End


PS: my uncle is finally working on my computer. Hopefully he'll bring about a positive impact on it within a day or two.. but then my internet is still down at the apt so.... at least I'll have music?

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   Top (bottem?) four worst things to happen this week:
4. Being violated horribly by the russian - test. It hasn't happened yet, but it will.
3. Being kicked in the head while unconscious - the fight itself wasn't actually that bad, felt like a mosh pit actually cause these guys were freakin sissies; and I certainly didn't feel myself being kicked in the head while unconscious, because well.. yea. But (A) I think they are freakin lame for kicking an unconscious person in the head, and (B) it made my head hurt all week
2. Being forced to watch "Bring It On" by Courtney and Kristy - I felt physically ill after sitting through this absolutely terrible movie. Seriously. And the main character? Hideous!
1. Losing my choker / metal balls / whatever you call it - it disappeared after the fight, I am still heartbroken.

   Otherwise... since it is finals week there's not much new to report.

   It was [livejournal.com profile] lilmisscourty's birthday yesterday (Wednesday). Her friends brought her cake, I hate half of it, it was delicious.


   Remember the Dominion of Blehtahepdakorum? Apparently "the UN developed the following ranking list based on a rather vague survey of nations to uncover 'odd or fundamentalist social, economic, or politcal systems'" and Blehtahepdakorum is ranked in the 92nd percentile! Yay.


The Flag of Blehtahepdakorum

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   In attempting to poke me in the eye on Thursday, [livejournal.com profile] lilmisscourty managed to slam the door on two of my fingers. Good times. I'm really suprised by how well my fingers survived the encounter. At the moment of slammage I was shocked not so much by the pain so much as the immediate thought that my fingers surely had just been horribly mangled. My fingers however are only slightly swollen and sore. Fingers of steel!!

   The MUN secretariat meeting last night when regularly goes from 21:30 to 01:00+ in the morning wasn't as bad as usual, as I was released early from that, AND during my time there was able to imbibe in pizza they had begotten. For awesome

   I despise not haveing a car though already. Aside from being subject to the whims of late unitrans busses, I for example had no way of getting to the mysterious party last night that local intelligentsia and political conspirator Sonny Mohadmezadblahblah informed me of. Psha on that.


QUOTES
   "are you going to get off with me?" -Kristy, regarding getting off the bus.

   "mmmmm slimey" Sashie, regarding tapioca balls.

Bree Week

May. 25th, 2003 11:53 am
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   Alright somewhere-or-other I became hellla behind in terms of livejournal, and not only that but when I DO update I'm usually one whole event behind. For example right now I'm going to update as regards events of tuesday, wednesday, and thursday of this last week, but soon I intend to update regarding my Berkeley adventure on friday and saturday. Preview of coming attractions: it involved me being homeless in Berkeley for a number of hours; and I now have mass cheese danishes.


   Anyway, it was [livejournal.com profile] badbree's birthday on Tuesday, so a week of partying ensued of course.

TUESDAY
   It being Bree's actual bday, we all (Bree, Angie & Russ, Christie & Renry, Courtney, Kristy, and I) went to coldstone (or marble-slab? something along those lines) icecream. The parking directly in front of the place was 15 minutes only, but despite presence of normal parking mere sazhens* away Russ parked in the 15 minute zone. He then proceeded to move his car from one spot to another for the next 15 minutes. Meanwhile the parking officer who was vigilantly patrolling the area was sure to very obviously look at his watch every time he passed us.

WEDNESDAY
   I met Randy, Kristy's boyfriend, for the first time, and Corcat's boyfriend Tucker as well. We all hung out and everyone got their drizink on. Well, everyone but me, cause I'm straight edge to the core! No actually I didn't drink because I was planning on drivemobiling myself home when they went to go dance at the the Grad. Kristy however actually ended up talking me into going with them to the Grad, so yea that was my first time EVER being there. Randy, Tucker and I are like THIS now let me tell ya.

THURSDAY
   We all (by which I mean like, thirty of us) went to Chevy's in Dixon to celebrate Bree's birthday. Later that evening I went with Kristy to intercede in Sashie hanging out in the park by herself. We found her there speaking to her mom on the phone -- in Russian. Kristy soon returned to central command and I hung out with Sashes for awhile. I talked to my own mother on the phone for a short time - entirely in Swedish - just to confuse the crazy russians (we ran into Anna, another Russian girl while we were out there as well), and Sashsticks bought me two snapples from the Dining Commons (they come in twos). For awesome.

   Later that night I attempted to drink by myself, combining vodka with the remaining snapple I had, but Diane and Kristy endeavored to prevent me, Kristy threatening not to talk to me if I did so I had to cease. Compare this to (A) the intervention in Sashie being along in the park (conclusion: Kristy is a superhero), and (B) I had mixed vodka and boba ("tapioca balls") on wednesday night, a particular drink that Courtney had declared gross before I even put the vodka in (conclusion: I mix weird things).


   Hopefully sometime within the next 12 hours I will update as regards my homeless adventures in Berkeley. But now, now I'm going to eat a cheese danish


   *
One sazhen = 2.37 feet. 3 arshens = 1 sazhen; 500 sazhens = 1 verst. 1 verst = 2/3 of a mile. Archaic Russian measurements.

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   Okay finally now (11:52pm, Sunday night) I set down to transcribe my weekend from the very begining.

   So Friday... I went out with Kristy and Christie. First we went a prepartying in Thoreau Hall with Bree and Sashie and them. We all had five shots from these things called "quaffers" which are like... I don't know. Go to www.quaffer.com or something. Then eventually we took "tapsy ticksy" to what looked to me like suburban east davis, to a party in a big shockingly clean house.
   I don't think we were there that long. The only really noteworthy event is that "the guy in the blue hat" (TGBH) totally tried to flirt with anything female. Unfortunately it came to pass that Kristy was sitting next to him and he definitely put his arm around her and was doin his best to seduce our favorite boyfriend-possessing individual. Then she tried to get up and he pulled her back down saying "no she's okay." And I should have rescued her at that point but I thought she was terminally mad at me for other things, and basically was a horrible person.
   Eventually we boarded tapsy ticksy again to flee that place. Somehow Kristy ended up next to TGBH again, and quickly a lad had to be found to switch places with her. TGBH proceeded then to try desperately to grope for any girl within his arm's length, and whenever new persons boarded eagerly petitioned for someone to come sit on his lap. Eventually the vehicle (with a normal seating capacity of say 13 passangers?) was packed to what appeared to be twice capacity, and this ravenous fellow was trying desperately to get anything female, even in the complete absence of any way of discerning the quality of said specimen.
   We eventually returned to Thoreau, TGBH still with us. At this point I didn't think anyone had invited him to either take tipsy taxi with us or particularly return to Thoreau, and as such was definitely ready to lay out a beat down, but apparently he was the friend of one of the (eight?) people in the Thoreau suite. Anyway, Bree seemed somewhat receptive to his craven charms, which frankly disturbs me.
   Eventually Courtney the Sorority Girl returned from uh apparently being christined as such, and she joined in the bursting in on Sashie and I talking.

   Then Kristy, Christie, Courtney and I returned to their abode, Webster hall. I was about to drive my Krismobile back to my evil fortress here in west davis, but Christie and Courtney hella tempted me by making a bed on the couch and reminding me of the joys of dining commons breakfast. As I said, "wow, you girls REALLY know how to get a guy into bed," and I need not even tell you, I certainly did end up staying the night there, and had DC food for breakfast.


   For more adventures of Courtney the Sorority Girl check out [profile] lilmisscourty, and Kristy herself apparently JUST set up an lj account at [profile] basicallyasap. I think that is for awesome.


   Hopefully I will soon get around to addressing my party itself.


   Note: in the course of these things I met for the first time Sashie and Bree. I am far too tired at this point to work that casually into the above narrative.


   PS: the "current music" song was going through my head all night long, I know not why.
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"D" Stands for "Drama"- So I was taking the "D-Line" unitrans bus yesterday morning and doing the only thing worth doing on a bus -eavesdroping- and it was a bit interesting. First this guy and this girl boarded the bus and from their body language it was just SO apparent that the girl wanted the guy and the guy wasn't having it. Not just like she liked him but she was familiar with him -- like they'd gotten their groove on. So she's all standing next to him and got her hand on his arm or back or something the whole time.. whereas HE has his hands on the rail or in his pocket the whole time.. at at least two points in shifting around he came up with nowhere to put his hand, where the obvious choice was holding her hand which was just waiting for him, but nope its back into the pocket. It was kinda sad actually.
   And then there was Alex the Sorority Girl sitting next to me. She was talking to her friend about this guy she had been kinda dating or something, but hadn't talked to in two weeks because he didn't return a number of calls. And then... then her friend is like "oh I hung out with him last weekend." Alex: "he wasn't in town last weekend though." dun dun dun!


   In other news, this morning I became officially astounded by my apartmentmate Steve's prodigious ability to ALWAYS be in the shower when I wake up and stumble towards it.. no matter WHAT tiem that may happen to be. Along a similar magick vein, the aforementioned Alex the Sorority Girl has a similar ability to be on ANY bus at ANY time that I happen to be taking. Its even more unlikely than Steve's shower taking, since the latter only varies by say two hours generally but we are talking ANY bus at ANY time.


   So yea, yesterday was my 21st birthday. I am for stoked. Kristy, Christie, Courtney, Angie, Garian, Russ, and Renry took me out to Fuzios, which was rawsome. Being the shameless eating machine that I am, after I finished my firecracker pork fusilli and proceeded to finish Angie's pod thai and Kristy's salad of some kind. It was for awesome, thanks guys. And then Courtney the Sorority Girl got me a whole bunch of DC cookies. Yay.


   In summary: There are now FIVE bands booked for my party on Saturday and if you're not going you will bring shame upon your descendants for generations to come.
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   Last night I went to Guadalajara with Kristy and her roommate Courtney. That is all.

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