:: My Blog's Name is Jennifer ::

:: Monday, December 30, 2002 ::

Wow, I've gone out THREE days in a row! And I'm going out tonight AGAIN! This is pretty unprecedented for me, so I'm rather excited. Last night, Tracey, Brianna, Ryan, and I all went to the Block just to wander around for a while, which is enough for me to declare it a super-fun evening. (Though not as fun as Super Fun...)

The night kind of all melded together, so I'm just going to pick out some highlights. We listened to a most disturbing (yet very hilarious) Speed Racer song that was stuck in my head ALL night on the way there, and when we were actually in the place I saw good old Devon, who works in the Levis store now. Then Ryan and I decided we were hungry so we went to an ATM so he could get money, but he claimed it was broken so we went off to another...turns out he just was swiping it the wrong way the whole time. What a loser. We ate at Rubios, which was not as delicious as I hoped, but at least they all got to see some drama alumni. Finally, we went to the Power House arcade, where, after being so influenced by Larry and Jessi, the first thing I looked for was DDR. They had three of them, but only two couples we watched were really any good, and both the girls used Alice.

The Block soon got boring, so we went to Blockbuster to pick out a movie to watch. We spent a lot of time reminiscing over the old kiddie movies we'd seen, and in doing so we decided to watch The Last Unicorn. Obviously, Ryan had no say in the matter. When we were standing in line, Nigel, Kyle, and Chris came in. I'm really glad I got to see Chris while I was here, since he is genuinely one of the very greatest guys in the world. This means I got to see TWO of my AVID friends last night. Oh, where do the years go? No, seriously. I really want to know.

We made fun of The Last Unicorn for a while at Bri's house. A lot of it just did not make sense, and the setting looked suspiciously like Middle Earth. After a pillow fight in which we totally messed up Bri's closet bed, we watched some Adult Swim and then we all went home. Yay.

Hmm. It seems to me that the entries in which I simply recount my activities on a given day are considerably less interesting than ones where I just go off on a tangent. Hmmm...oh well!

I woke up this morning to find my brother let one of his creepy little friends in the house without letting me know, so I just walked in the front room in my pjs to find this kid LEERING at me. For God's sake, my brother knows he's not allowed to have friends in the house anyway. I hate my brother.


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:: Mac 11:47 AM [+] ::
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Let's start from the beginning.

Yesterday night, I was SUPPOSED to go out with Tracey, Brianna, and Ryan, but it slowly dwindled until it was down to just Tracey and me. Ryan ended up hanging out with other friends, and Bri just could go, so we just went to Denny's for ice cream. And that was nice all on its own. We had a good talk, which everyone needs from time to time. Personally, though, I'd say the highlights of the night were when we made up our own, creepy lyrics to "Answer the Phone" by Sugar Ray (already a creepy song, when you think about it) and then at Denny's when the server (who I used to tutor) took me seriously when I told her that in Indiana we eat raw corn right off the stalk that grows inside the actual classroom.

Then today, I got to go out AGAIN! I feel so very popular. I went to the Main Place with Annie, to basically do very little shopping and just hang around. Ahhh, my mall, how I missed it. Now I know what Brodie from "Mallrats" felt like. We spent about four hours there, just wandering around and whatnot. She gave me a Weezer calender and a Blockbuster gift card, and I bought her a nifty They Might Be Giants CD, but otherwise we just wandered around making fun of stuff. Oh! I saw, in person, that toilet golf game they've shown on tv once or twice at the "As Seen On TV" store. I think it's called "Tee Time" or something. Annie knows. I really thought that was some sort of bizarre joke, but it's a product that allows who to practice your putting while in the bathroom.

Oh, what fun has been had...

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:: Mac 7:24 PM [+] ::
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My older brother has come home for a few days. This time, I made sure to not get excited at all as I was sure to be disappointed, and I was right! He's such a jerk and, apparently, knows everything. He really thinks he's better than me, but for what reason I can't understand. Here is a list of things he's did when he was younger than me:

* gotten drunk
* gotten high
* gotten arrested

And what I've done while younger than him:

* graduated from high school
* moved out of the house
* gotten a job

On a distantly related note, I just found out the last of my final grades. For the first time since freshman year in high school, I managed straight A's. I am as puzzled and shocked as some of you no doubt must be. Of course, I had no math or science courses this semester, which explains a bit. Next year, that will change dramatically. Oh well! I shall enjoy my 4.0 while I can.

Well, I'm off to talk to Larry some more.






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:: Mac 8:46 PM [+] ::
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Tonight my family got a Christmas tree for the first time in about five years. I don't know what I think about it exactly. We have no decorations for it other than lights. Well, my brother got one of those things of candy canes where they're all connected in a sort of chain via their wrappers. Rather than unwrap them and hang them separately on the branches, he just threw the whole thing directly on the tree. The needles will be everywhere. It's already drying out. At least it smells nice...sort of.

I don't think I have the Christmas spirit.
:: Mac 8:51 PM [+] ::
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:: Mac 3:33 PM [+] ::
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Last night I got to hang out with Tracey and Brianna for the first time in nine million years (more or less). We went to go see Two Towers and what fun times were had. Like when Legolas jumped over the horse and slid down the stairs. And when the tree was on fire, and when we thought Sam and Frodo were going to kiss. And when the guy next to us told us to shut the fuck up...ahhh, what a night. Seriously.

Afterwards, we went to Denny's. Mmmm.

Terrible entry. I'm sorry. It was much more fun than I make it seem. I just can't concentrate at the moment...I wonder why?
:: Mac 10:09 PM [+] ::
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I Am A: Lawful Good Elf Ranger Bard


Alignment:
Lawful Good characters are the epitome of all that is just and good. They believe in order and governments that work for the benefit of all, and generally do not mind doing direct work to further their beliefs.


Race:
Elves are the eldest of all races, although they are generally a bit smaller than humans. They are generally well-cultured, artistic, easy-going, and because of their long lives, unconcerned with day-to-day activities that other races frequently concern themselves with. Elves are, effectively, immortal, although they can be killed. After a thousand years or so, they simply pass on to the next plane of existance.


Primary Class:
Rangers are the defenders of nature and the elements. They are in tune with the Earth, and work to keep it safe and healthy.


Secondary Class:
Bards are the entertainers. They sing, dance, and play instruments to make other people happy, and, frequently, make money. They also tend to dabble in magic a bit.


Deity:
Mielikki is the Neutral Good goddess of the forest and autumn. She is also known as the Lady of the Forest, and is the Patron of Rangers. Her followers are devoted to nature, and believe in the positive and outreaching elements of it. They use light armor, and a variety of weapons suitable for hunting, which they are quite skilled at. Mielikki's symbol is a unicorn head.


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:: Mac 7:39 PM [+] ::
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I have been back in Anaheim since yesterday afternoon. The first flight, from Evansville to Cincinnati, was less than an hour long, but it was pretty bumpy and scary since I was alone. After that, the flight to Los Angeles wasn't too bad, despite the fact it was four hours long, since I was with my Dad and it was surprisingly smooth.

The weird thing about leaving home is, when you come back after a long time, it turns out that life has gone on without you. For instance, my little brother is now taller than me and his voice changed. That's pretty damn weird. Also, I got used to the immaculate cleanliness of school. This apartment is absolutely filthy. I'm no longer immune to that, I guess.

After getting back, the first place we ate was Don Jose in Huntington Beach. FINALLY, some good Mexican food! Needless to say, I cleaned my plate. Then I came home and slept. It wasn't very exciting, but for God's sake, it was a long day. Stop judging me, okay?!

This morning I went to old Loara for the AVID Christmas Party, which alumni are always invited to. Surprisingly, I ate very little free food. But I DID get to see such friends as Miguel, Angel, Josh, Cinthia, Denise, and Judy. At some point, Judy, Denise, and I went to the Block and got Jamba Juice just for the hell of it. Mmmm, Peach Pleasure smoothie. I think I could drink that non-stop forever and not get tired of it. While there, by total accident, I got to see Courtney too! Then, because I'm a nerd, I went back to the school.

At lunch I went to the drama room and hung out with Annie, Betty, and (for some reason) "Satan's Spawn". I really missed Annie. I mean, I missed all the other people too, but Annie's one of my best friends ever. I even stayed in the hated drama class so I could talk to her for a while. Also, I wanted to elbow Aaron like the good old days (if anyone even remembers what THAT means).

Eventually, during the last period of the day, I was about to leave when out of no where, Steven appears in a doorway! Mock Trial Steve! Now, the thing about him is, even though he's two years younger than me, his sense of humor is exactly the same as mine. I don't think we've ever had a serious conversation, which can be good! So I stuck around for the rest of the period and hung out with him and Bridget (who's been nominated for Mock Trial attorney of the year). The class was watching Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer in spanish. Weird.

Oh, and I saw Ryan too! Hi Ryan! And Janet too!

I still need to see Tracey! And Bri! And whoever else would even care to see me. Call or email me! My schedule's wiiiiiiiiiiiide open. Here is some incentive...Below are all the possible conversation topics we can have!

* How great my boyfriend is
* That thing I saw on TV
* Remember that time...?
* Interesting dreams I've had
* College
* The differences between IN and CA
* How much I hate Loara Theatre Arts
* Oh, and how are you?

Haha, now the calls will just be POURING in...
:: Mac 3:56 PM [+] ::
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Things I miss in California:

* my family
* my friends (except Annie, who I secretly hate)
* George the parakeet
* good Mexican food
* all the places I've eaten at for years
* the smell of the ocean
* mountains
* excessive sarcasm
* good malls
* familarity
* big cities
* jacaranda trees


Things I will miss in Indiana:

* my friends
* Larry
* my computer
* snow
* the smell of cleanliness
* kamikaze squirrels
* this strange sense of independence
* accomplishment
* when people say "ooooh" after I tell them I'm from CA
* the fact I haven't really been depressed here
* being 1994 miles from my family
* lack of palm trees
:: Mac 8:18 PM [+] ::
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Lightning with no thunder or rain. Interesting. Oh wait, there's the thunder. Or a very large car starting up. No, it was thunder. And here comes the rain...
:: Mac 4:54 PM [+] ::
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I finished all my finals, and I think they went well. Of my five classes, I already know my final grades for three of them, but I'm not going to waste space recording any of that until I know all five, which probably won't be until Monday. In any case, the semester's over, so theoretically I can relax.

But I CAN'T! Because I have to fly home tomorrow! Now, I miss home and all, but I HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE flying! And HATE once more! It freaks the hell out of me. I can't relax at all the entire time I'm in the air, just dreading each coming second. I get so scared. For some reason, public speaking is the number one phobia in the world, which makes NO sense to me at all, since at least you're safe when you're speaking, while when you're flying you're thousands upon thousands of miles in the air.

Damn. I'm so scared. I hate being so scared.

Arrrr. Maybe more later.



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:: Mac 10:03 AM [+] ::
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This is a stream of concsciousness blog entry. My topic is...Russian Brides (Jessi gave this to me, probably from the same junk email I got.)

I wonder how brides in Russia dress. We're all led over here to believe the Russians are horribly poor and stand in line for hours and hours just to get a Big Mac at McDonald's, the ultimate symbol of American capitalism, but who knows? Maybe they're happy and Big Mac-less and relatively wealthy. Maybe our government's just telling us this sort of crap so we can be appreciative of the glories of the our nation, the red, white, and blue. Maybe their brides are happier than the ones here, laughing angels in white.

I wonder what it looks like in Russia. We picture it snowy, the Siberian tundra, but it can't all be like that. There has to be a shining sun somewhere in that land, but all we ever see are pictures of a cloudy sky, all gray and white and cold and snow. So we think they're not happy. We think it's better here. But who knows? Life there could be blue skies and flowers, contentedness and warmth.

Come to think of it, how do they picture American brides in Russia? Are they painted up dolls, buried in lace and beading, greedy in their extravagence? Are they sad and bitter and crafty, knowing their marriages will inevitably end in divorce? Or do they even take the time to wonder about us at all, our brides or our skies or anything else at all? We like to think so. This is the land of opportunity, right? The Land of the Golden Mountain? Don't simple peasants in foreign lands sit by their stoves and dream of the great leader of democracy, the place where a nothing can become something? That's what they tell us. I doubt it.

But at least Russia can be content that, right now, someone is thinking about it.

:: Mac 9:38 PM [+] ::
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You are Max Fischer! Often, you find that you are the only one who finds your sick sense of humor amusing. The few friends that you have are the best friends that you will ever know. You tend to lie about yourself in order to get people to like you, but your adorable looks make up for all of that. Things never go as you plan, but something better always comes along for you. Sig transit gloria.

:: Mac 9:05 PM [+] ::
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I was going to try for a stream of consciousness blog entry, but I lost interest. Go figure. So instead, I'm going to present two features I haven't done in a while.

THINGS THAT CONSTANTLY VEX ME...Part Four

* When random guys IM me to "hook up" and then cuss me out when I ignore them.
* Non-boneless chicken.
* My inherent laziness.
* When things aren't where they're supposed to be.
* Paranoia.
* Icy wind blowing directly in my face no matter what direction I walk.
* Famous, yet completely unfunny, comedians.
* Lack of Del Taco.
* Ebola-ridden circus chimps.
* That blasted smug hound in "Duck Hunt."
:: Mac 8:51 PM [+] ::
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Excerpts from the Annie-Log...Part Two

June 12, 2002
I just graduated from high school. Annie gave me a sign, and she almost spelled my name right. I'm so proud of her.

June 20, 2002
I saw "Spirit - Stallion of the Cimmaron" with Annie at the Block today. She ate sushi at Wolfgang's. I wish I could be cool and eat exotic raw food like her.

July 7, 2002
Last night I cried myself to sleep because I'm too tall to look exactly like Annie. Why, god, WHY??

August 3, 2002
Soon I will move to Indiana, 1,994 miles away from Annie-heim.

August 20, 2002
My Orientation Leader's name is Annie. I wonder what Annie 1.0 is doing.


:: Mac 8:41 PM [+] ::
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I am the Dandy Most of us feel trapped within the limited roles that the world expects us to play. We are instantly attracted to those who are more fluid that we are - those who create their own persona. Dandies excite us because they cannot be categorized, and hint at a freedom we want for ourselves. They play with masculinity and femininity; they fashion their own physical image, which is always startling. Use the power of the Dandy to create an ambiguous, alluring presence that stirs repressed desires. Symbol: The Orchid. Its shape and colour oddly suggest both sexes, its odour is sweet and decadent - it is a tropical flower of evil. Delicate and highly cultivated, it is prized for its rarity; it is unlike any other flower.

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Ummm...I THINK this is saying I look like a guy...
:: Mac 8:23 PM [+] ::
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Obviously, I'm starting to archive my earlier entries, which are filled with old, non-working quiz results back when I had about four a day sometimes. I'm no where near done with it all; what I've done only covers the majority of June and everything previous to that. More will come later. Amazing what I can accomplish when I'm desperately avoiding writing a paper (my last one, too).
:: Mac 5:52 PM [+] ::
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:: Mac 4:35 PM [+] ::
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I also updated the links. I added one for exploding dog, which I always find to be interesting. I took down the link to Josh's journal. He hasn't updated since early September. Now, I love that boy to death, but for the moment I think that spot is better filled by Omar. When/if he updates, someone tell me so I can race to put it back up again.
:: Mac 9:43 AM [+] ::
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Oh. And today is the weird day in the year when my mom's birthday was yesterday and my brother's is tomorrow. Happy Birthday, you two schmoes who don't even know this blog exists!
:: Mac 9:38 AM [+] ::
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Let's take a moment to discuss finals. I wasn't afraid of them at first. Maybe it was just ignorance or my being naiive. Who knows? But then yesterday, a professor said the magic words:

"The final takes some people the whole two hours."

TWO hours?! TWO?? What the hell? I mean, I already knew it, but it just hadn't sunk in yet. TWO hours of tests. EACH. That's times FIVE. Which is...uh...TEN hours! Heaven of mercy! Well, I don't think they'll all last two hours completely. I'm praying they won't anyway, especially since I have two of them back to back on Friday. And it won't be a problem as long as I study.

Speaking of which...why am I online?!

Oh yeahhhh...talking to Larry. ^_^

:: Mac 9:36 AM [+] ::
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Marion and I always end up having the weirdest conversations...


MizzMarvelUE: Abrupt subject change.
Qwilleran1: remember, we occasionally do the stream of consciousness thing.
Qwilleran1: o.o
Qwilleran1: I've already had to remind you once before!
MizzMarvelUE: oh yeahhhh
Qwilleran1: you need a string!
MizzMarvelUE: i like string...kites are fun...until you get tangled in it...
Qwilleran1: oh, yeah?
Qwilleran1: dog leashes are much worse....
Qwilleran1: ...you will never know....
Qwilleran1: -_-
MizzMarvelUE: who let da dogz out?! woot woot woot!
Qwilleran1: #44!
Qwilleran1: go wooooooot!
Qwilleran1: wooooooot!
Qwilleran1: wooooooooot!
Qwilleran1: sean wooten!!!
Qwilleran1: Woooooooooooooooooooooot!
Qwilleran1: Woooooooooooot!
MizzMarvelUE: Smokey the Bear says, "Bears don't talk."
Qwilleran1: NOOOOOOOO,
Qwilleran1: he says "only YOU can prevent forest fires!'
MizzMarvelUE: Bears can't talk!!
Qwilleran1: CARTOON bears can
Qwilleran1: and DO
Qwilleran1: : p
MizzMarvelUE: Smokey is REAL. He is a REAL bear!
Qwilleran1: just ask yogi.
Qwilleran1: ask tenderheart
Qwilleran1: ask grumpy bear
MizzMarvelUE: Yogi was really a large cat, which do talk.
Qwilleran1: lucky bear
Qwilleran1: No, he's not real!
Qwilleran1: you must be dumb!
Qwilleran1: he's as real as the bear on the CA state flag.......
MizzMarvelUE: He IS real! I met him!!
MizzMarvelUE: He gave me a pet bunny...
Qwilleran1: o.O
Qwilleran1: I had a pet bunny.
MizzMarvelUE: I named the bunny Sprinkles.
MizzMarvelUE: Me too. It ate my brother's finger.
Qwilleran1: I traded it away to get a younger, cuter bunny.
Qwilleran1: he used to lie on his back in the doll carriage.
Qwilleran1: and I would push him around in the little pram.
Qwilleran1: He died.
MizzMarvelUE: What a liar. STOP LYING MARION!! THAT IS A MORTAL SIN! PRAY FOR YOUR ETERNAL SOUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Qwilleran1: Mackenzie. I NEVER lie.
Qwilleran1: and I NEVER make generalizations.
MizzMarvelUE: You lie! YOU LIE!!
Qwilleran1: [but that really did happen.]
MizzMarvelUE: Hooray for lying!
Qwilleran1: you're just trying to get on my quote list again......
Qwilleran1: ....well, it won't work.
Qwilleran1: : P
MizzMarvelUE: Screw da list. I am from da streets, yo. I don't need no list, bruddah.
Qwilleran1: damn, girl, you be out yo' damn mind!
Qwilleran1: shit.
MizzMarvelUE: *GASP!!!!!*
MizzMarvelUE: NO CUSSING!!! For FUCK's sake...
Qwilleran1: shit, what's yo' problem, bitch?
MizzMarvelUE: Shut the fuck up, skank, or I be bustin a slap in yo skinny white ass. Word.
Qwilleran1: oh, I know you din't use the wrong slang, girlFRIEND....
MizzMarvelUE: (My gangsta girl doesn't use guns. So she slaps. She's really something of a pacifist.)
Qwilleran1: now that is just wrong.
Qwilleran1: like Drew Barrymore.
Qwilleran1: and pacifist people don't slap anyone.
MizzMarvelUE: bloopity bloop bloop
Qwilleran1: well, maybe a baby who has just been born.
MizzMarvelUE: The bad pacifists do.
Qwilleran1: then they're not pacifists, are they, if they go around slappping people.
MizzMarvelUE: Huckleberry Hound was one, and he killed seven hookers in Detroit.
MizzMarvelUE: If I say I'm one, then I am.
Qwilleran1: you didn't say you were.
Qwilleran1: and that is BS, anyway.
MizzMarvelUE: WELL I AM THEN!!
MizzMarvelUE: "Brilliant Stuff"? Oh I know
Qwilleran1: no, honey, peas and carrots, peas and carrots....
MizzMarvelUE: quargle
MizzMarvelUE: I'm not hngry.
MizzMarvelUE: * hung...screw it
Qwilleran1: neither am I.
Qwilleran1: I had rice with soy sauce : D
MizzMarvelUE: I had pudding...
Qwilleran1: and I had a fantasy about licking soy sauce off of *Takuro*...
Qwilleran1: ...
Qwilleran1: oops
Qwilleran1: : X
MizzMarvelUE: Ummmm...
MizzMarvelUE: Time for sleep.
:: Mac 9:19 AM [+] ::
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So Larry drove to Evansville on Friday. This is the tale of the couple of days he was here.

Okay, that sounds really over-dramatic, which is inappropriate since the weekend was really lacking in drama. This is a good thing. I usually have way too much drama in my life. But anyway. So the first thing we did when he got here was go to the world's most crappiest arcade. The first thing that happened when we walked in was an employee scolding us about not bringing our own drinks in; Larry and I didn't even HAVE drinks (but Jared did). Then the drinks that could be bought were WAY over-priced. And they had no Wacky Gator machine, only a stupid alien smacking game. So disappointing. But we three left early and went back to Jared's house to watch Mallrats and an interesting (and that's too conservative a word for it, really) game of Vice City.

The next day the two of us went to what is apparently the fastest Denny's in the the country, since we got there around 9 and were out by 9:30. It turns out Evansville is extremely boring, so we had to kill time by walking around Wal-Mart before the mall opened. And THEN we had to kill time by going to Borders. And THEN we had to kill time by watching some E! in my room.

The Eastland Mall is also pretty crappy. It's only slightly better than the Buena Park Mall, and all of you back home know what a joke THAT place is. But it does have a Hot Topic with a weird green sign. I had $20 to send there, so I got a new faery shirt. Larry got that shirt with Gir that says "Ride the Pig." My boyfriend likes Invader ZIM, yay! :D Afterwards, we went to Jessi's dorm and watched Labyrinth. It was good, but not as good as I remembered it being. Damn you faulty childhood memories. Then it was off to another arcade for an hour, the time for Cabaret.

Cabaret is the drag show the Pride group on campus organized to raise money to get Matthew Shepherd's mother to come to Evansville and talk about what happened to her son and whatnot. (If you don't know who Matthew Shepherd is, then you really need to pay attention to the news more often. I'm not going to explain it here.) It turned out to be much more entertaining than I anticipated, with more people showing up than I expected. OL-leader Annie was part of a YMCA performance, while Jessi did a mean (as in, good, not jerk-like) Michael Jackson. I also won a prize when they called the number on my ticket - the one prize I did NOT want to win, some crafts stuff. I've given most of it away already. I could tell Larry was uncomfortable with some of the guys' sexy girl moves, but he was awesome for coming with me (and paying to see it, no less).

Then we went back to Jared's and watched Chasing Amy, meaning that I have FINALLY seen all the View Askiew movies. After a while, I had to get back to my dorm and thus say goodbye to Larry, since he was leaving Sunday (i.e., today) morning. That was hard.

But otherwise, best weekend ever.

What Velvet Goldmine character are you?

Yay for Christian Bale...
:: Mac 1:50 PM [+] ::
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Today is my and Larry's one week anniversary. :)

It snowed today (and by today, I mean Wednesday...it stills FEELS l like today). It snowed all the live long day, and I was happy. I don't know why. Just because it was my first major experience with snow, I guess. Of the three other California students I encountered today, we ALL looked somehow out of place, either way under-dressed (bundled up-wise) or way over-dressed. I feel into the latter catagory, but unlike others I was not shivery and whiny. Yay for me. No one here can really drive in the snow, and they get all worried about it. I find it amusing for some reason.

In less than two weeks, I will be home again for nearly a month. I miss CA so much now. Not the climate of the fact that there are actually things to do and places to go, or even you losers I call friends. The FOOD! I miss the FOOD! Mmmmm Don Jose, Mama Cozza's, Angelo's, Original Pizza... *sniff* I miss you food places.

Larry's coming to Evansville on Friday. :)

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:: Mac 10:52 PM [+] ::
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