Ξ Wednesday, 11 May 2005 at 19:16 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Normal |
blargh, i slept in late today and missed class. missed a quiz in tragedy too, bleh 
i really hope i dont get docked too bad in there, because i can’t afford to get a bad grade. i’ve just been stupid about some things this term, and i feel like an idiot for that. and i remember what happened on friday now, i went to coffeehouse, the last one i’ll ever go to! not cos it sucked, it was fun, but because i’m out of here (at least UO) for good in August. anyways, i can’t write much now, i need to finish my homework before i go off to mass. ill write some more later though perhaps. peace.
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Im back doing the Aim thing. However with your day missing class, its best you avoid aim lol. Good luck with the homework too. Haha have a better day tomorrow for sure.
Posted 5/11/2005 at 7:21 PM by Confused_American
hey, yeah im about to take my 2nd year of Latin this coming fall. ive read a lot of short stories in Latin, but ive read the Gallic War and some of Seutonius in Latin. im a history major and hope to go to grad school with an emphasis on british and roman history, so i figured latin would be good to learn. the language is so pretty and poetic. everyone thinks im weird for taking a “dead language,” so it was nice finding a blog about latin freaks. i now need to learn greek in order to heighten my weirdness of dead languages. =)
Posted 5/11/2005 at 8:11 PM by Artemis07
Ξ Wednesday, 11 May 2005 at 01:51 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Normal |
i apologise for not writing my latest magnum opus until now. i always seem to write the best in the wee hours of the morning, and oh well, i guess it’s just a thing with me. i figure if i let it congeal in my head for another day, it will all leak out, and i won’t remember anything that happened. and i pretty much know that for a fact, it’s slipping away already. not wholly, but i want to make sure i record it in vivid detail, because this weekend was one of the fucking best i’ve ever had. saturday night was the fucking shit, for real.
i really have no idea what i did friday night, i think i chilled with jenn and christine for awhile and then went to sleep mad late, woke up around 06.30, and then i had to go off to wRk at 8am. wRk was alright, per the usual. apparently i got knocked down to ‘service desk’ for my position. i was “POS Supervisor” before (no wisecracks), which means “Point of Sale Supervisor,” and basically my job was the same as Service Desk but entailed the following delightful (bleh) benefits:
– cleaning the bathrooms every 2 hours
– counting the safe/change fund @ start&end of shift
– giving cashiers change
– opening/closing the store (un/locking doors, setting out/picking up money from registers, etc.)
and a few other things i can’t remember. anyways, i get paid the same to do way less, so i don’t really give a fuck. i barely work as it is, which is chill, so whatever. wRk was fairly boring as usual and dragged on, and then i got done at 4pm. if i remember correctly, now, i went home right after wRk and relaxed for a bit. i had to load up some new tracks on my iPod, and also just chilled miscellaneously for awhile. however, jenn and christine were making dinner (tacos!), and they had company over too and were waiting for me to come, so eventually i came. when i got there, people were still there (our friends Eric & Kim, and also Jon and his girlfriend Terra), but they didn’t stay long (apparently they had to go to the sinny). so they departed and jenn broke out the taco meat and such, and we made some bomb-ass soft tacos. very motherfucking good.
christine wanted to get going, since we were going to go to the bars (just me and her), and jenn was going to be our DD. i think we left around 22.00, and me and christine both got some $$ out of the drive-up atm at selco. we drove up to the fucker and jenn had me and christine get out of the car and use the atm as if it were a normal atm, it was kinda funny. then i tried to get back in, but both of them sped off without me, and i was like “fuck!” but just started walking down the alley towards the street. they came around the block a second later and picked me up, and i was mildly pissed, but it wasn’t really a big deal, so i thought fuck it. jenn drove us to indigo district on 13th, and we bailed out about a block away and walked down to the place.
when we went in, it looked mad chill in the place that evening. the last time we went, if you remember, was when me, claude, and hud went there for about 15mins total when there was some shitty band playing, and it was fucking ridiculously crowded and pissed me off. couldnt even get a fucking drink that time. this time it was mad chill, and me and christine even found a couch to sit on, and we sat down for a sec and took in the sights. it’s a rather dark bar, shady and such as most bars go, and has a nice, chill atmosphere really. i asked christine what she wanted, and she said a strawberry daiquiri, but they ended up not having them, so i hooked her up with a long island iced tea to start with, which is what i was having too. i also got a shot of bailey’s&jager to go with it, since i had liked that shit before. i started drinking my long island iced tea after i threw back the shot of bailey’s, and it was fucking ridiculously alcoholic (i found out later on the net that long island iced teas have 4 shots in them: tequila, rum, gin, and vodka… jesus christ…). compared to rennie’s at least; the one i had at rennies was fucking childs play compared to this shit. i felt like i was about to hit the floor after about half of it, but i think i drank it too fast; that may have been the problem. i took it a lil slower, and sipped it and tried to relish the oily, gelid alcohol coursing down my throat. it was good though, very good. there were about 5 girls sitting on the couch and such next to me, and christine kept telling me to talk to them and shite, see if i could hit on them, but i was too chickenshit. figures i guess, it’s my style sometimes. bleh. they were kinda hot though for sure…
christine finished her drink, and she fucking loved it, she wanted another. she was getting kinda tipsy though even after that, so i told her to chill out for a bit and i’d get her another then. when i finally did get her another, i got myself a cranberry vodka (this inspired by Alison, yes… she recommended it). it was some fucking good shit. i don’t like cranberry juice really, cos it tastes like gasoline, or at least has a gasoline, alcoholic aftertaste, but i guess it went perfectly with the vodka. when i got back to the couches where we were sitting, two fuckers were sitting on part of the couch where i was sitting, and this one guy was sitting there talking to christine. i went up to this cat and i said “what the fuck man, you jacked my seat, motherfucker!” bahaha…. hes like “oh shit, im sorry man, i can leave if you want” and i said “nah man, i’m totally fucking with you, no worries, its all good.” i guess his name was travis, and he seemed like a decent guy; me and christine talked to him for a bit… he said he worked at mt. pisgah arboretum or something. he eventually left, and i got my seat back though.
by that time, however, it was almost midnight, and i called paul to see if he was around. he was at a party for this guy mike from church, who just turned 21, and they were over at alli’s house chillin with a buncha newman center guys. claude was there too, of course, and so paul and claude came in and said “whats up?!?!?!?!” when they got there, and there were a shitload of other people, including alli (she hates me, btw). so i introduced christine to all of them, sucking on my cranberry vodka through the straw, and i even introduced her to alli, who said “hi, i’m alli!! nice to meet you!” bahaha…. what friendliness. i told her (and these are the first words i’ve said to her in at least a year): “she’s very honest tonight.” she nodded curtly at me, and i decided to back off for the time being. christine was having the time of her life though. hud was talking to her, and he started asking her “do you respect claude?!? do you respect him?!?!?” and she’s like “yes, you’re scaring me, i like claude, he is a nice guy.” i think hud had a few too many beers, but i don’t know. hud actually kept whispering garbled shit in my ear randomly, like “barghgrfafhzhlhmozybd” and all sorts of nonsense, i had no idea what he was saying…. you see, i was almost completely lucid. i was drunk, yes, but not drunk enough to be doing really stupid shit, and completely aware of what was going on. hud told me about alli too: “i’ll fix it, man, i’ll take care of it, don’t you worry.” i hope he wasn’t talking out of his ass there, cos i kinda do want to fix this shite with alli. eric was there, and so was the birthday boy, mike, who i introduced to christine. christine was hugging everyone and shite, it was hilarious, she was mad friendly.
we chilled at the bar for awhile, and another mike (they call him “mikey”) was there, and he was chugging some PBR (pabst blue ribbon, to the layman). apparently it was $2 a glass, and i thought i’d get in on the shit too. i normally hate beer (i hated guinness, and same with terminator stout), but when i got this for some reason, it tasted really fucking good. for a second i was terrified, though, because i realised i was about to mix beer and liquor. mikey reassured me though, saying “liquor before beer, you’re in the clear; beer before liquor, you’ve never been sicker.” calmed my nerves, and i drank it gladly. we kept chillin, and having a lot of fun, just goin wild, and claude kept busting out the laugh… it was hilarious. christine soon wanted another long island iced tea, and so i bought her one (jesus christ, they’re $6), but by that time we were about to leave, so she drank about 1/4 of it, making the grand total for her 2 1/4 long islands. claude chugged (i repeat, chugged) the rest of it, and apparently was pretty fucked up from that. we left the bar around 1am or so, and our drunken entourage stumbled across the street to alli’s house.
now you all know that it would probably not be a good idea if i were to go into alli’s house, because she might eject me or something cos she hates me. but you know what? i did anyways, and i didn’t give a fuck, and we walked into their house and met up with a buncha other people. andrew was there, and i said a big whazzup to him when i got in the door, and a bunch of other cats were there who i knew, like zack (who was also at the bar, but didn’t drink) and a few others. it was a pretty hoppin party, and claude rushed full on and tackled andrew on the couch. it was the funniest shit i’d ever seen, these two motherfuckers throwin down on the couch…. i laughed my ass off over that shit. alli apparently avoided us, which was alright, i didn’t mind. i think claude even tackled zack too, and zack started trying to beat the shit out of him. there was some guy there who was a friend of mike’s named ryan, and christine kept hitting on him. she’s like “you’re hot” to him, and she kept talking to him. it was weird… i stayed close to her so i could protect her, cos i worried she’d do something stupid cos she was drunk. she was drinking a bud light, which was alright, but i was worried about her alcohol content *shrugs*
actually, at the party, there were a lot of hot girls too, such as two named erin and hannah, who i went to high school with coincidentally. they graduated 02 though, and i graduated 01… erin remembered me somehow, i don’t know if i was in a class with her or what, but she remembered my name, and i remembered her. i also remembered hannah, but only in name, and i think i’ve seen her in the yearbook(s) before. anyways, they seemed nice, and they were friends of mike’s as well. i think christine kissed mike on the cheek for a birthday kiss too, and apparently she told me she kissed him on the lips as well, but i didn’t see that, so i don’t know. it was a weird night. ryan wanted christine’s number, so i gave it to him cos she was incoherent, and i was like dude, her bf will fuck you up if you dont use some discretion in calling… eventually too, jenn called, and she was fucking pissed cos it was almost 02.30 and we weren’t home yet. i told her we were at a party, and she blew up on me and hung up (i think). i said fuck it, we’ll walk home, and so me and christine started out walking home in the pouring rain. we got down to about 13th and washington before jenn came and picked us up, which was much-needed (it would have been about 6 miles back to the house). we worked things out though, i understand why she was pissed, because she would have wanted to go to the party too if we’d told her about it. when we got back to her place, i just wanted to crash, and so i stripped and slept in her bed next to her, didn’t even do anything. of course i knew the next morning my parents would explode on me.
i got home around noon or so the next day, and sure enough, my parents unloaded on me when they got home, about safe sex and sex and whatever sex in general. i blew them off, and told them it was a non-issue really…. don’t ask. but yeah, after that, i just kinda relaxed until i had to go to church for the mexico meeting at 18.00. it was interesting as usual, and after it we went to mass, which was cool too, but Alison wasn’t there singing, so it wasn’t as good oh well. Danielle was there, who i think is cool as fucking hell and i really like her (she is coming on the camping trip this weekend too!), so the night was saved. i stayed long after church ended and Andrew needed a ride to the library to check out a book, so we went over there. just shot the shit on the way over and back, and all that, and i checked out a book for him. andrew is a fucking cool guy, he is probably one of the coolest motherfuckers at newman, and i’m gonna miss him for sure. anyways, after that i went home.
having not gotten any homework done during the weekend, i was inclined to despair, but things turned out miraculously alright. monday i ended up doing pretty much absolutely nothing too, and tried to pull an all-nighter but crashed around 3 and woke up at 7. tuesday (yesterday) i went to class, after having studied Latin for 5 hours since 7, and actually got through most of the assignment. i had to sightread the last 15 or so lines, since i read first and last in class yesterday, but it’s all good. after school, i had some major fish to fry, which consisted of my immunisation papers for SFSU (which i will have to do today after getting records from south eugene), and also renewing my passport.
i didn’t realise how arduous it is getting a new passport. i picked up my sis from skool, and then i went to go get new pictures taken ($11.95), then off to the post office to renew my passport. the post office charges $97 for a renewal, and then I had to pay $60 more to expedite it (I’m leaving for Mexico 13 Jun) and get it back to me within 2 weeks. i waited in line forever (at least 1 1/2 hrs), and when i finally got to the window, the lady said i had to get a money order to pay for it. money order? what the fuck? i had a debit card right there, why can’t they take that? apparently they can take it at the other windows, but not this one. so she gives me a piece of bureaucratic paper bullshit and i walk into the seething herd of cattle waiting in line for the next postal service representative. finally got up there, i buy my money order (one for $30, one for $127, go figure why), and i turn back to go to the passport window, and…. CLOSED?!?!? the fucking gate is closed? the bitch told me that i could come back to finish it all up, and now she stabs me in the back? oh no…. she yells at me from one of the other windows, “over here!” and she opens the gate again. phew, thank god. i give her the money orders, she finishes up the job, and she tells me it will arrive in the post by 31 May. phew again.
anna, my sister, was pissed from waiting in the car so long, so to propitiate her i take her to carl’s jr to get some dinner. after that, i took her home, got my iPod and skool shite, threw on some Miles Davis and pulled out of the driveway. drove over to jenn’s, and chilled there until almost 23.00, and not too much happened. we watched the show house, which was pretty cool. i’m just getting tired i guess, and leaving out some unimportant details atm. it was a good day. i eventually got home, and i loaded a shitload of songs onto my mum’s iPod. she’s taken a liking to my music lately, surprisingly, and i’ve given her a shitload of hiphop to listen to and check out. i hooked her up with some of my personal favourites today (The Planets, and Mirah) for a change, and i hope she likes it. anyways, after that, i went downstairs and watched some family guy with anna, and now here i am, typing away.
i was going to talk about some shit i was inspired by today, but i’m too tired at the moment. i’ll get back to it; the fleeting gorgeosity will not disappear that quickly. oculo pro oculum, motherfuckers. hehe…. im goin zZzz….
