Aug 18, 2004 20:57
Erica got back last night. This involved me picking her up at the Greyhound station in Des Moines. No less than 3 people asked me for change. However, I saw a far weirder individual later that night.
Today we moved Erica's crap into her new place. Got it all done in one day...even got groceries. Tomorrow its library and book store time. Maybe someday I'll go to work, but I wouldn't hold my breath.
I'm pretty excited about my OpenGL class this next semester. It's totally nerdy, but it finally is a class where I get to make pretty visual things on a computer. Should be a blast. I am not looking forward to Native American studies. Which reminds me....the weird individual.
So Alex, Erica, and I were going to HyVee for some Juice and some Cola and in the parking lot this Indian guy like stumbles up to us, obviously drunk and is like Yo, Whats up guyysssss. (While proceeding to hold his fist out in traditional navajo greeting fashion, For Alex to place his fist against like the homies they are) We then walked away quickly before he asked us to buy some firewater or something.
As a side note, over the summer we had 7k boy scouts here. Literally. They filled up Ames, but I found them far preferable over the college students that are moving in now. The college students bring their parents, who invariably bitch about everything, have no idea where they are driving, and park wherever they damn well please. They are annoying. Also boyscouts follow pedestrian traffic rules, and they dont use parking spots. Things college students are far to good for, since at any point in the street is just as good as the next for crossing. I was in the car with Adam and Alex and this dude with his girlfriend wait till the light turn green, then step in front of my car blocking me blatantly. The guy just turned his head sheepishly and gave me a index finger/thumb wag. To which i just shook my head in disbelief.
Tony threw a mini party last night that was enjoyable. They were able to drink enough Keystone light to build a tower from the counter top to the ceiling. The 'Tower of Love'. How it got that name is a mystery. We then played 'Shithead' which was fun.
I think there is only one more curseword I havent used yet in this post, maybe two. So I'll stop while I'm ahead.