Spelunking is for morons.
Greg, Julian and I watched The Descent last night, and we nearly peed our pants while convulsing in "WHAT THE?!?! AHHH!!" It was totally a scare-a-thon. Good stuff, actually. THOUGH. I must note that Greg was the least bit scared. In fact, he had no fear. On the other hand, Julian and I were freaked the hell out. At times.
Greg took me to a Japanese steakhouse, where I played with my new found friend Ninja. Maybe his name is Tetsu. Maybe it's Victor. I kind of like Frank. He is miniature in size - about as tall as my thumbprint. He is in HIYAH! stance, and when added to water, he morphs into a three-foot human raring to fight but without the real power to take anyone down.
Sidenote: There's lot of stinky garbage in Ann Arbor. In spots.
I should mention that Greg also has a ninja. His name is to be announced. Thinking of it now, his ninja is in OY-CHO! stance. Tetsu/Victor/Frank/my ninja likes to HIYAH! in ice cream and to hover at the edge of water glasses. IMPENDING DOOM should be but is not his middle name. That's mostly because he doesn't have a last name.
The steakhouse was fun. We sat at a HOTT table with four healthy couples of yuppies. Greg made some innappropriate joke which I can't remember, but I remember him saying, "I'm just kidding." I refrained from talking to them, but I caught one of the girls frequently looking at me. Maybe she wanted to be my friend. Maybe she had a lazy eye. Who knows?!
My head hurts from lack of sleep and too much energy drink. Word to the wise: Don't ingest two energy drinks post 11:00pm. We went to sleep at 5? 6? Ridiculous.
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Arts, Beats, and Eats on Friday: fun times. We ate many foods and walked a good amount. Afterward I had the worst Long Island of my life, which sparked the tequila is fucking nasty post.
Saturday night was all about Wordplay, a crossword puzzle competition documentary. I liked it! Saturday night was also all about the Heif Weizzen and the WAB photobooth.
On Sunday Nicole and I enjoyed delicious Mexican food on a patio in Royal Oak. Then we bargained and schmoozed with flea market regulars, which was a total treat. Love it! Love flea markets! I got a Daisy Duck ring, a little blue rhino for my car, and a Popular Science magazine from the fifties to be used for paper crafting. Yays!
Today is Monday. I am still in Ann Arbor. My host is asleep. Maybe I should go wake him up so he says awful things to me... such as, "NO, I WILL NOT MAKE YOU NUTELLA FRENCH TOAST, GIRL!"
With no better way to end this, I will only say that my ninja kicks ass. Frank!
Greg took me to a Japanese steakhouse, where I played with my new found friend Ninja. Maybe his name is Tetsu. Maybe it's Victor. I kind of like Frank. He is miniature in size - about as tall as my thumbprint. He is in HIYAH! stance, and when added to water, he morphs into a three-foot human raring to fight but without the real power to take anyone down.
Sidenote: There's lot of stinky garbage in Ann Arbor. In spots.
I should mention that Greg also has a ninja. His name is to be announced. Thinking of it now, his ninja is in OY-CHO! stance. Tetsu/Victor/Frank/my ninja likes to HIYAH! in ice cream and to hover at the edge of water glasses. IMPENDING DOOM should be but is not his middle name. That's mostly because he doesn't have a last name.
The steakhouse was fun. We sat at a HOTT table with four healthy couples of yuppies. Greg made some innappropriate joke which I can't remember, but I remember him saying, "I'm just kidding." I refrained from talking to them, but I caught one of the girls frequently looking at me. Maybe she wanted to be my friend. Maybe she had a lazy eye. Who knows?!
My head hurts from lack of sleep and too much energy drink. Word to the wise: Don't ingest two energy drinks post 11:00pm. We went to sleep at 5? 6? Ridiculous.
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Arts, Beats, and Eats on Friday: fun times. We ate many foods and walked a good amount. Afterward I had the worst Long Island of my life, which sparked the tequila is fucking nasty post.
Saturday night was all about Wordplay, a crossword puzzle competition documentary. I liked it! Saturday night was also all about the Heif Weizzen and the WAB photobooth.
On Sunday Nicole and I enjoyed delicious Mexican food on a patio in Royal Oak. Then we bargained and schmoozed with flea market regulars, which was a total treat. Love it! Love flea markets! I got a Daisy Duck ring, a little blue rhino for my car, and a Popular Science magazine from the fifties to be used for paper crafting. Yays!
Today is Monday. I am still in Ann Arbor. My host is asleep. Maybe I should go wake him up so he says awful things to me... such as, "NO, I WILL NOT MAKE YOU NUTELLA FRENCH TOAST, GIRL!"
With no better way to end this, I will only say that my ninja kicks ass. Frank!