Adventures in Saturday
After having BBQ Pork something at Fuzios, which looked suspiciously similar to the Pod Thai that Antoinette got, and wasn't as good as my usual Firecracker Pork Fusilli (AKA the best dish EVER, ANYWHERE), we went to the show at Delta Venus. Squish the Bad Man, Estereo, and Radio Cure were playing there. Not my usual kind of music, but it was cool. I really liked the last group. My friend Annie was in Estereo, and Arjun and Eric from The List were there.
We ended up not going to the movie we had been planning on seeing and just stayed at Delta Vee until the end of the show.
After all that was over and Antoinette had dispersed I got myself over to Tamera's party. Now Tamera has a well established precedent of having good parties; the kind of parties where there's a finite number of friends who pretty much all know eachother and we just ahve us a good ole time. But this one.. I don't know, something had gone terribly wrong. Everyone knew it had, even and especially Tamera I think. Through some connection of one of her housemates every wanna-be gangster from Davis High was at that party. It was.. ghetto. I think we were all relieved when the cops broke up the party.
Of course several of the most infamous people in Davis were there, like Mike Dugas, who in accordance with party tradition found himself shirtless, and the Freshman, who has somehow managed to endear himself to many people but I think if it were up to me I'd still put him in the Soviet Lubyanka for several months and forcefully instill some social skills. And then there was The British Guy. Silly British guy. And of course everyone's favorite individual of Greek derivation, Sarah was there.
Today I am going to try to actually get an issue of the Chosen Echidna out. I thiink I'm on issue 11 now.. or maybe 12.. its been like freakin three months. If yahoogruops has closed down the newsletter for inactivity I swear I'm going on a killing spree. Anyway, first I need to add all people that have acrued in the last three months to the newsletter list, and then I need to edit it all together.. and.. yea.
But first I think I'm going to draw a snail on my wall.
And in accordance with tradition I apparently have to make a reference to Vanessa at least once per entry so uhh.. she didn't go out Saturday night as far as I know. Thats not very cool now is it Vanessa. (=
Oh and at the party Lindsy, having consumed indeterminate amounts of alcohol, and with an amiable smile, said to me "Kris you know I think your an asshole and want to go off at you," to which I replied "yes, Lindsy, I do," similarly smiling and friendly. And I think it was the most sincere thing I've ever heard anyone say.. when people are saying GOOD things, even if they think they mean it, so often they are exagerating, underagerating, or similarly misrepresenting their feelings.. so yea.. it was beautiful. I think any claims she may have against me are largely related to the AMIJ Incident.
We ended up not going to the movie we had been planning on seeing and just stayed at Delta Vee until the end of the show.
After all that was over and Antoinette had dispersed I got myself over to Tamera's party. Now Tamera has a well established precedent of having good parties; the kind of parties where there's a finite number of friends who pretty much all know eachother and we just ahve us a good ole time. But this one.. I don't know, something had gone terribly wrong. Everyone knew it had, even and especially Tamera I think. Through some connection of one of her housemates every wanna-be gangster from Davis High was at that party. It was.. ghetto. I think we were all relieved when the cops broke up the party.
Of course several of the most infamous people in Davis were there, like Mike Dugas, who in accordance with party tradition found himself shirtless, and the Freshman, who has somehow managed to endear himself to many people but I think if it were up to me I'd still put him in the Soviet Lubyanka for several months and forcefully instill some social skills. And then there was The British Guy. Silly British guy. And of course everyone's favorite individual of Greek derivation, Sarah was there.
Today I am going to try to actually get an issue of the Chosen Echidna out. I thiink I'm on issue 11 now.. or maybe 12.. its been like freakin three months. If yahoogruops has closed down the newsletter for inactivity I swear I'm going on a killing spree. Anyway, first I need to add all people that have acrued in the last three months to the newsletter list, and then I need to edit it all together.. and.. yea.
But first I think I'm going to draw a snail on my wall.
And in accordance with tradition I apparently have to make a reference to Vanessa at least once per entry so uhh.. she didn't go out Saturday night as far as I know. Thats not very cool now is it Vanessa. (=
Oh and at the party Lindsy, having consumed indeterminate amounts of alcohol, and with an amiable smile, said to me "Kris you know I think your an asshole and want to go off at you," to which I replied "yes, Lindsy, I do," similarly smiling and friendly. And I think it was the most sincere thing I've ever heard anyone say.. when people are saying GOOD things, even if they think they mean it, so often they are exagerating, underagerating, or similarly misrepresenting their feelings.. so yea.. it was beautiful. I think any claims she may have against me are largely related to the AMIJ Incident.