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   Last weekend we actually cleaned our apartment, since someone was coming to look at the apartment the next day to consider replacing Ben (who is graduating in a few days). The apartment then being unnaturally clean, we vowed to have a party the following weekend (to rectify the cleanliness of course). On Friday evening we had this shindig here at my place (which my former flatmate Adrian and I dubbed The Casbah). This was the first party we've ever had here.
   We aimed to keep it kind of small since this apartment isn't very big. I think we hit our target number of attendees pretty precisely, but I think the apartment can hold more -- so hopefully we'll be throwing a bigger shindig at the beginning of winter quarter.
   Ben and Jason both want it to be a theme party. Jason is pushing for "athletics," and Ben is pushing for "almost naked."

   Also, our friend Garian made one of her semiannual visits and attended our shindig, which was awesome. Ben, Garian, and I were basically best friends freshman year.

   Saturday evening was the Phi Alpha Delta winter cocktail, and this morning I got a new cell phone since my old one's battery life had dwindled down to about three hours.

Picture of the Day

Kristy and I dressed for the PAD cocktail.
TWO days until I have to shave off the mohawk, likely forever.

Previously on Emosnail
   05-12-01: Blizzards & Floods - Life in The Trees. Heater is out and the pipes are leaking.
   Year Ago Last Monday: Trip to UCLA - UCLA scandinavian department flies me down there.
   Year Ago Last Wednesday: Living With Toxic Mold - In addition to the other problems, toxic mold is discovered in our apartment. Chen continues to try to get someone to take over his part of hte lease.
   Year Ago Last Friday: Judicial Review - ASUCD Senate acts dumb about judicial legislation, and the Ecuadorian president fires all 31 members of his supreme court.
   Year Ago Yesterday: Last Day of the Quarter - and more correspondance with Vicki Swett from the year previous.

Current Music: Street Dogs - Strike A Blow

Police
   Last night Kristy came to fetch me at around 3am, since her place of habitation is super fascist about parking so I can't just drive over there. As we left my place we saw two police cars parked in a neighbouring street facing opposite directions, the officers talking to eachother through their adjacent driver side windows apparently. Almost immediately after we passed them one the cops turned onto our street behind us. Shortly the other cop car came around as well (presumably as fast as he could make a U-turn).
   So we're driving down Russel where its just two lanes, with two cop cars following behind us. Then the front cop car crosses the double-yellow-line and passes us in the opposing lane. It pulls into our lane ahead of us and taps its brakes, despite the fact that being very anxious about the police we are driving about 30 in a 35 zone. So we go down the road for awhile with a cop car in front of us and behind us, including the short portion of the road where there is only one lane (oncoming traffic is routed somewhere else), which made me feel rather distinctly boxed in.
   After this section the road opens up to four lanes, at which point the lead cop car moved to our left again, dropped back enough to keep pace with us for a minute, and then allowed himself to drop back a little further.
   They stayed with us until we reached the overpass over the 113 which traditionally is the border between West Davis and the rest of Davis, then both abruptly did (illegal?) u-turns right before the bridge.

   My theory: either they're ghost cops doomed to haunt West Davis and fundamentally unable to cross over into Central Davis, or they were normal cops bored out of their minds at 3am on a Monday night who decided to fuck with us like the cops in the beginning of Super Troupers, and being assigned to West Davis they couldn't leave their area without a decent reason (such as doughnut craving).

Debauchery
   Anyway, Emosnail polling regularly indicates that the readers want more saucy tales of drunken debauchery, and the Annual Review 2005 was no exception, with 2/3rds of respondants asking for more such tales (as well as more philosophical tangents and rants, I have a mandate to ramble!). Anyway, my life has become boring and sedantary and the tales of debauchery are few and far between. However, while out with Garian and Ben the other day we recalled one such particularly saucy tale and I thought I'd recount it here for your shock and amusement. The names have not been changed because those involved have whats coming to them, at least one of the names is important to the story, and I'm insenstive. Parental figures should go ahead and ignore this entry beyond this point.

( HOW ORLA GOT RENAMED )

Previously on Emosnail
Two Years Ago Today: Being a Desk-Lamp - Shid gets three wishes
Year Ago Today: I had not yet learned of 30 in 30 and was idly loafing about letting the entries stack up for later!

Current Mood: saucy
Current Music: MomsEx - Necrophilia

   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 (basicallyasap, lilmisscourty, and emosnail), we saw our friends pavelthegeek, daisycat99 & saprophyte, I met 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.

Current Mood: hungry
Current Music: Flogging Molly - Selfish Man

   24:28 06/19/03 - Saw other people today for the first time in a week.

   No really. Other than the five minutes Nick stopped by to bring me my keys I haven't seen anyone else other than my apartmentmates since last friday.
   I hung out with my good friends from freshman year, Garian, and Ben. Ben picked me up and we went to the U-mall starbucks, meaning its also the first time I've been east of the 113 all week. The 113 for you non-Davis types divides West Davis from the rest. West Davis is a cultureless residential morass (But East Davis, deliniated officially by the railroad tracks, is a suburban wasteland. South Davis is distinguished by The Underpass and the 80, North Davis by Covell.). So yea, we hung out at Starbucks and made numerous sexual jokes about the Starbucks mermaid (I didn't even realize that thing was a mermaid previously). Then we came back to chez moi cause Ben and Garian hadn't seen it yet... watched some Jay Leno (David Letterman is far superior, let me tell you). Ben operated the TV of course, because I don't know how to operate our TV, then again however, I've never tried. Aand now they've dispersed. But yea.. that was the social event of my week. Did I mention my life sucks ass right now?

   I fell asleep this morning and woke up wearing my IHOP baseball cap.

   Addendum 26:53 - So I was in a hellof bad mood because my computer crashed for the umpteenth time and was joking around with Kristy about what would improve my mood, and I was like "I'm going to go to google ASAP and look for pictures of anteaters," and then, then I DID. As you may not be aware, anteaters are totally for definitely my favorite animal. SOSOSO cute omg.

"I really wish I had some milk for this"

Current Mood: Yargen Blargen
Current Music: Promise Ring - Jersey Shore

$Kristy and I$

( PICTURES FROM BILL & KRIS' EXCELLENT BIRTHDAY EVENT )
(Pictures courtesy of Kristy)

Current Mood: okay
Current Music: Dropkick Murphys - Memories Remain

"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.

Current Mood: bleeah - in a good way
Current Music: Against Me! - Pints of Guinness Make You Strong

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?

Current Mood: hungry
Current Music: Radio Cure - Losing the Signal

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