I don't really have any pictures unless you want to see Teejay toking out of an apple.
I went to UCLA to visit Doche last night. His frat was having a Fuck 'SC thing. I missed that Doche, he's one of my best best friends from high school and I haven't seen him since... Armand's birthday. It was nice seeing him again.
I didn't know anyone but I still had a good time.
But I guess those are the results of beer, shots, mixed drinks, and weed. You should have seen that ice block. I'd never done that before but the shots were all nice and cold by the time they got to your mouth. Of course, a lot more was pouring out of the bottle than I could swallow at any given time but... a litle drivel never hurt no one.
Teejay drove my car home. I don't remember last night very well. I fell asleep and we were home. I must have walked to my room and shut the door and fallen asleep sometime after. The things I do remember didn't happen apparently. Oh well.
"Ready to work."
Friday 11.22.02 | 2:11 am
3 Cups of Coffee a Day
Yeah, it's Friday. Yeah, it's 2 am. But the party don't stop 'til 6 in the morn'. I got a paper due Monday. I got a hell of an art project due Tuesday. I am thinking of partying in LA on Friday and clubbing in LA on Saturday. Go time management skills, go.
I went to the ARC today and I feel much better about myself even though I only stayed half an hour. If I can keep this up I might have a nicer body soon. After that rowing machine I feel like I could beat someone up. Grrr!
I went bowling this week and got raped. Maybe the secret is bowling at Pickwick. I've bowled there all my life... since I was a wee Yee. My daddy used to take me there on Sunday mornings. I rocked then and I can still rock now. But I can never beat Teejay at anything. Oh yeah. Except for that one time at pool... not even by default.
I went to the Getty today for my Art History paper. I like that place. The art used to bore me. I'm not that into dark, muddy, religious stuff. But now that I'm taking Art History... it's perking up. I'd like to have a picnic there and fall asleep on the perfect grass in that perfect garden.
11.19.02 | 1:43 pm
Meteor Leakage
"I wanted a meteor shower not meteor leakage."
"I'm over this. Let's go home now."
(gasp) "Did you see that!"
The moon was too bright last night. But it was still pretty. Watching the sky makes me feel so warm and fuzzy inside. It's one of my favorite things. Brown paper packages tied up with string!
I sang that in elementary school for one of our holiday concerts. Thomas Jefferson Elementary- REPRESENT!
We drove around for a good spot in the hills and ended up going to John's house. A nice view of city lights, pretty hills, open air.
So some people were disappointed with the meteors, hmm? Well, we went to Rite Aid- 24 hours of good loving.
Make note of Sandy Claws, a perfect aisle of hair dye, Melody and her Cup Noodles, Scarlett shopping for sanitary products and a row of snowmen.
85 degrees in the middle of November... I love So Cal.
Nor Cal is gay. <-- click click!
Sunday 11.17.02 | 3:05 pm
I don't care what my teachers say...
Uh oh. I found the digital camera. And I was bad!
And then there's this...
He's the one that put on my sunglasses. He should have known better. We went to Melrose yesterday. I got a Members Only jacket. Rad!
Okay. I have a Psych midterm tomorrow. I'm going to study, I promise. Work now, dick around later.
Sunday 11.17.02 | 2:44 pm
Let's Do the Time Warp Again!
Yes, folks, you heard right. I went to Rocky Horror Picture Show last night. It was fun but by the time 4 am rolled around, I just wanted to sleep and all the yelling and cross-dressing seemed a bit much for my tired eyes.
It started out as great fun. I wore my fishnets and we did our makeup and all that. Alex is so nice. He even carries Scarlett's bottled water for her.
Julian had a lot to drink beforehand... by himself. And he smoked too. He got eerily quiet in the car ride and as we stopped for a map check, he threw up right outside the car. He threw up again when we parked. He threw up again in the theater. He got kicked out of the theater. Scarlett had to drive him to the dorm (30 minutes) and then drive back to the LBC. By the time she got back, it was pretty much over.
Boo to that. Self control, buck-o, self control.
Sunday 11.17.02 | 10:00 am
Look See
Here's my art project that I turned in on... Thursday. It lights up, you know.
This is from the 8 hour drive to Santa Cruz. A very long drive but it was worth it. Note: Becky took these pictures while trying to eat 20 pieces of chicken mcnuggets.
(More pictures from Santa Cruz) Note the butterfly 'cause one of those landed on me at Natural Bridges. I felt all special.