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Friday, August 13, 2004

Wednesday, August 4, 2004

6:20PM

A bunch of us were sitting around this afternoon when Haley said, "I want to go dancing."
Immediately, all the females in the room zoomed in on this possibility. Four girls in favor. Four guys against. Deadlock.
All the males were sending evil eyebrow messages to Taylor, which clearly read, "Dude, she's your girlfriend. This is all your fault."
So we settled on a happy compromise - we stayed in, but ended up all getting hilariously drunk and danced badly in Kelly's living room.
When we ran out of music, Jen went to his computer and hastily burned new CDs as we went. At the end of the whole debacle, a stack of 6 or 8 discs were sitting by the stereo...mixes that I'm sure will be increasingly amusing to listen to while sober. (Seeing as they contained unlikely combinations of, for example, Sir Mix-a-Lot, Electric Light Orchestra, and Jesus and Mary Chain.) Then again, all of her mixes are usually a little on the erratic side.
Will dropped by at the exact moment that we degraded ourselves to the Macarena level, causing him to narrow his eyes suspiciously at us and ransack the apartment for the Ecstacy, which was presumably the only explaination for our behavior. He ended up driving everybody home...it was rather a small wonder that he didn't just throw us out on the highway, especially with John and Haley in the backseat throwing Skittles at the back of his neck.
("Shit. SHIT. Ouch, dude, that stings!")

I really don't want fall quarter to start anytime soon. Goddamn.

Current mood: hyper

Current music: Mr. Blue Sky - Electric Light Orchestra

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Monday, July 26, 2004

8:44PM

Today's weather was perfect perfect perfect.

We gathered some people together and ate Popsicles on an overpass.

It was nice.

Current mood: amused

Current music: Further Seems Forever

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Saturday, July 24, 2004

11:04AM

It's about a billion degrees in here.
I left a few chocolate bars on my counter last night, and by the time I got home (which was in the wee hours of the morning, well past sunset, mind you), the chocolate had melted. The motherfuckers melted. Except heat of this caliber obviously isn't satisfied with just melting my chocolate, it forced it to undergo changes not unlike that of spontaneous combustion. Who would have thought that two Hersheys bars would be able to splatter and ooze its way across about 1.5 square feet? Not I, not I.
This weekend, Alanis Morsette and the Barenaked Ladies are playing tomorrow, tickets are about 22 bucks. I will probably go with Nick, Amanda, and probably a bunch of Amanda's militant feminist friends. Alanis Morsette kind of makes me want to throw things, and she actually sort of makes me want to become a male chauvinist. However, Barenaked Ladies sounds like good times, can't beat junior high. So I suppose the $11 that I'm paying to see Alanis will be well redeemed in entertainment value by making fun of her very vocally and ruining the show for all of my fellow concert-goers as they are reveling in their 'grrrrrl' power.
That, and it's the best show coming up in the near future. Pretty pathetic, if you ask me.
So if you want to come, give me a call. Some added testosterone would be grand, to counterbalance the minions of Amanda. But if you're a reasonably sane female that doesn't carry pepper spray, then by all means.

Current mood: hot

Current music: Float on - Modest Mouse

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Saturday, July 17, 2004

12:19PM

Yesterday I got completely trashed along with John, Bryan, and Kelly. I don't really remember all that was involved in this adventure expect for the fact that we were wandering around downtown and this morning I didn't have my shoes. Which on one hand is faintly hilarious, but on another is a little annoying because they were my old, decrepit, falling-apart-comfortable shoes that have been the only footwear that I'm willing to wear for the past 3 years. I'm sure some errant bum on Broadway is enjoying them as I type this. Kelly is snoring on the floor - it never ceases to amaze me that a 100-lb something blonde, the smallest of the entire bunch, is capable of emitting sounds of that ear-splitting quality in slumber. Actually, come to think of it, almost all of the girls I know are incredibly loud while they sleep...although I guess Jen would take the cake with her unintelligable talking (sometimes screaming) and occasional sleepwalking bouts.
I haven't consumed anything in the last week that wasn't fried, deep-fried, covered in chocolate, or composed of 90% sugar. This really isn't that out of the ordinary from the normal school year, but it's starting to take a toll on me...I'm not quite sure why. Maybe I'll just start popping those Centrum vitamins and things will improved. A true American statement: Maybe if I start taking pills, then everything will get better!
I have to go to work in an hour. Fuck.

Current mood: hungover

Current music: Placebo - Every You, Every Me

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Wednesday, July 14, 2004

Saturday, July 10, 2004

1:03AM - er....testing

I mainly got this for Jen, in case she makes one of those seemingly random friends-only posts. ARE YOU HAPPY, MAO? YOU'VE SUCKED ME INTO YOUR DAMNED BLOG CULT.
Ok, so I'm a lemming. Sue me.
Now if I could only figure out how to work this damn thing.

Current mood: accomplished

Current music: bright eyes - bowl of oranges

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