[02:16] that's like always using missionary and not letting her be on top
[02:16] it works but it doesn't give them a chance to play
Dongers. Twats. Wannabes. It is time to indulge myself at your expense.
Let me try to just list everything that's happened this past month. Over the weekend I went up to Davis for EZ's birthday. Got there around 11:00 and there weren't that many people there. However there was no doubt in my mind this was not going to be a dud, considering who we were honoring. Wiz's friends didn't say because they thought it was going to be a "dance party with the lights turned off." Whatever that is/means. By midnight the place was packed and things were great. Saw some people who I seriously haven't seen in a few years. Had drinks with everyone and things were good. Since Ray was there, there was the customary yelling of "hey!" across the room. Also because of EZ's greatness, there were indeed a few lookers. Tall white chick my height, chicks dancing with one another shaking their chests the way girls do, and an A team who was wearing a short cami under a wrap type thing. However "I think we're only looking cuz we've had a few drinks."
me: Hey, she's got a pierced navel!
*wiz bends over and tries to get a looksee*
Nice.
What else what else. Went back to Kevin's dorm and slept there for the night. Woke up around noon, ate lunch at the DC with Kevin and his friends then bounced around 2:00. Would have stayed longer but Ken has to work or something. So yes, this was me driving 1.25 hours to party. Better this way I suppose, considering there's way too much greed and/or lack of caring/discipline for anything within reasonable distances around here, but I digress.
[08:30] is she still sleeping in your bed
-[08:30] yes
[08:31] tell her it's time for her to make some breakfast
Shot the bball at the rec with Chester on Friday for a little bit. We played a few "horse" games but didn't refer to it as horse. Instead we used some traits (in noun form) that nobody should believe in or practice. Played three games, and I naturally won two of them. There is now another group of kids who play on the courts regularly. Glad to see someone else carry on the torch. They beat us because they had three chicks watching who weren't just there because they were someone's girlfriend! Steal steal steal. Oh wait, I just said they
weren't someone's gf. Cancel the steal request.
Classes have been okay and boring. Nothing really happening with finals rolling around. Just go to lectures and remember shit. I did however, do my presentation on music and how it relates to interpersonal communication. For this assignment you choose a song and 1) deliver it's meaning/message, and 2) how the song relates to the IP topics we've discussed in class. I ended up choosing "So Yesterday" by Hilary Duff. Meaning is pretty obvious, and I said it related to communicating emotions, managing conflicts in relationships, and culture and language relating to each other: whenever something is old fashioned or out of date, you can just say "it's so yesterday!" Anyways, apparently a girl in the back was singing along to the song, causing the guys nearby to proclaim "it was like surround sound." "I love this song" said the cute girl.
Tuesday after class a classmate and I went to the library so he could interview me for a paper we have to write. Took about an hour, but the story here is what happeneded afterwards. As we were walking to the escalator I see him give some honey the eye. Going down the escalator he waves to her and says to me: "She aint gonna talk to me, but I'll wave to her. I'm probably gonna go back up tho." Right after part a girl comes down and introduces herself to him. I found out the next day that that chick was a friend of the interested chick, and my friend ended up getting the digits. During class he then mentioned something about a girlfriend. I asked no questions, only nodded my head and thought "good fucking game" to myself.
"Now listen, you're new with women and you're swinging for the fences. Let me save you a lot of heartache. You're not a power hitter. Just lay down a bunt, get on base, and thank the merciful lord they even let you suit up."
From "Father of the Pride"
Thanksgiving was good. One night we got most of the people who were around (some were off seeing
Finding Neverland, which no matter how good the reviews, seems dumb) and played some poker. Got two games in. Fooking both Will's won each respective game. Willy was going whack and kept winning in the first game because he was drawing power off his hat (or the Britney Spears cd playing). Broke even in both games. The day after a few of us went to Ray's house and played a little poker there. Broke even again. I do notice a trend developing. I do not fish for cards, and I hardly bluff. There you go.
Pretty interesting shit if you ask me, the more things change, the more they just stay the same. God damn it all. I guess my friendly, outreaching messages and calls for comradery have gone unheeded. What can I say, not everyone is as sensible as I. Asked many times to be retarded like everyone else I have, but some force prevents it so. I've shared because I've cared. Greed is not found here. With still continuing Willy's legacy a la "where was Willy over the weekend? We wanted to play some basketball but couldn't find him." It used to be funny.
I have asked/requested information in regards to transferring to other schools in 2006. Most in state, some out of. Refer to the many negative facets of others in this post as one of my reasons for such a desire.
(11:04:10 PM): do you use baby oil
-(11:04:16 PM): sometimes
-(11:04:24 PM): kind of messy though
(11:04:34 PM): what about using it as a lotion i mean
I didn't really pick that many things up on black Friday. Only bought "My Prerogative" by Britney Spears. Very sexy cover art. Also bought twelve 2 liters of soda from Longs. The next day, I finally upgraded my video card to a Radeon 9600XT, the "preferred graphics" card for Half Life 2. Only got it because I knew I was going to get HL2 for free with it. The free HL2 wasn't a sure thing, but I was confident; not only did I use my oratory skills, the manager who eventually approved me was cute. She's cute, and I'm cute. We look out for our own kind. I'm still deciding if I'm going to sell the game to someone or just keep the damn thing, because there's no way in hell I'm going to play that shit online. Also picked up
The Boondock Saints on dvd. Great movie.
At the mall a few things stood out. At A&F, they were letting customers take Polaroids with a shirtless employee for donations. When I was in the store, some older asian lady sat in the dude's lap and had a picture taken, lol. The photographer was a female employee sporting a short skirt, but I didn't see any guys take pictures with her. She was either off limits or too intimidating. I will bet on the former. Those minorities who sued A&F are dumb. Anyways then I walked by Claire's to check out the ear piercing. Apparently they only cater to girls or something, because all the jewelry they had were designed in girly ways. Also, I saw a little girl (like three years old) get her ears pierced, and she cried me a river. That's when I got scurrrred. Damnit pansy, get your cajones together!
There is a girl in my intro to government class who wears jeans underneath one of those hot pleated skirts. What in the fucking gay? Talk about a god damn fashion faux pas. Like I've said, people who try to be different are just weird. That aint even trying to be cool. To top it all off, she's not even cute. Someone please put her down in her place.
Women are made funny. With their hips and butts and all. Too bad one of them thought I was Korean. Also, damn the light skinned VC's. They're pretty damn tricky, and it's not just me either getting fooled.
(2:27:19 AM): don't do anything dumb
(2:27:24 AM): like not sleep with the first girl that says yes
Sometime in mid November I made a trip up to Davis for Marc's birthday. Although not as many people there as EZ's party, it was still fun. Some girl literally after twenty minutes of drinking was doing some stupid shit for everyone to look at. Then there was the girl who was doing shit which caused the bf to have the "wtf are you doing, bitch" look on his face. That was classic. Thank you's go out to the Zamora's for driving me up there, and to Val who stayed a day extra to drive me back. Thank you, thank you all. It is much appreciated.
Also sometime in November (I think) Gerald, Chester and I went out to Berkgay to see Tom in one of his ABA productions. Pretty long, but there might have been or two lookers in there. No party afterwards, but I guess the fact that I saw garbage on the street was good enough.
Semester terms are gay. Sixteen weeks of school at one time is way too god damn much. Right around the ten/eleven (sounds like quarter terms to me) week mark and I'm fucking tired and sick of classes. Shit on me. Dump on all the teachers who give you finals that will take an hour but refuse to administer the test on the last day of class and insist on taking it on the prescribed final's day.
(1:05:34 AM): her chest was too big to be your gf
Another thing that has been pissing me off with people lately is their insistence with always thinking they're too busy and never having time to do anything for themselves or others. Some think they live quick ass lives where they don't have time each day to just calm down and relax a bit. I wont even try to convince you louts that you indeed are not super busy with "full days" and obligations that you believe are life or death. You're not that busy nor important. Forget it, I'm the dumb one.
Went to the "Big Game" with Chester. Of course Stanford lost, but good thing they lost badly enough to cover the spread. Took BART to the game because parking is too gay around that gay place.
Been playing a lot of Rome: Total War lately. Want to get into WoW, but unwilling to pay monthly fees. Have a shitload movies to watch, including
Garden State, Jersey Girl, and
King Arthur.
Shit on me for having these nice but "inappropriate" dreams, bwhahaha.
"to have and to hold from this day forward, in sickness and in health, for richer or poor, for better or worse, i promise that i will love and cherise you, and will deny all those that would come between us. i make this promise for eternity, a promise that i will keep forever, until the end of time. till death do us part."
Borrowed from OTH.
