a good day!
A good day today! A really good day. USEM went well, with me pulling BS (the real bullshit) out my ass the entire time... but I mean, it was high-quality BS. It was like, me and Michael and the prof talking the whole time.
He wore his hair down today, in all its dark, ringletted glory. He looks good like that.
Workout, in the meantime, was at 6:45am. 4 X 1K, at 2k-5 (though that definitely only happened for the first piece). I was dying after each one, even though my splits got progressively crappier. The last one, we were supposed to focus on stroke rate more than split, and that... yeah, didn't work too well. But it did give me a killer endorphin high that I've been riding all day. I mean, on the way back from Gosman, I was giddy. Those are always so much fun.
I decided not to go to French... I think I'll be dropping it, without asking the prof. The syllabus is all political... and I have four other classes, two of which, again, are 100-levels. Then, BS (the other kind of BS) after Ren Poetry. Our eyes met, and I got that snap in the middle of my stomach and grinned partly because of that and partly to smile at him like I said I would. Then I ran into Jon Kay, who (AAAAAAHHHHHH!) agrees with me that Ben is GORGEOUS! It's strange how no one else seems to think so. None of my friends, at least. He's tall and skinny, and tasty.... and tasty..... and fuckable, and yummy, and did I mention tasty?
Anyway... so then! This part's funny.
So Galina and I were hanging out in Sharon's room, and somehow she brought up the subject of "I know how to tie knots. I can make handcuffs." So she showed us how, and then we agreed that it'd be funny if I went across the hall to harass Allison. Sharon tied my hands behind my back and I flopped against the door till she opened it for me, then I ran in and yelled, "Alliiiiiiiii! They've tied me up and won't let me go! Assholes!" Alli, however, simply raised an eyebrow and continued to look at me. Which was amusing. Then we messed around for a while, and then Sharon said, "You should get in that box in the hallway." Someone must have gotten a desk chair, cause there's a desk chair box out by the trashcan, next to the stairwell. So I got in that, kneeling, hands still tied, head down. They put down the lid and I was in there dark and cramped, thinking, "Okay, this is fun, I guess." I was still laughing. Someone sat on the box and I strained against her ass, and then Alli came with a camera... and then I heard them putting on the tape. I rocked the box from side to side and yelled. They poked an air hole by my head, where I couldn't get to it 'cause my hair was in my face. They tickled me and messed with me and then pulled the box out into the middle of the hallway and told me to escape. So I'd been trying to straighten my body all at once against the tape on top, then I found out that the bottom of the box was giving! So I pushed with my legs and at the same instant the box tipped over, I emerged from the bottom with a RIP! Houdini, meet your next apprentice!
Too, too fun. Except that they kept me tied up for a while afterwards and I could not type. I had to lean sideways over the keyboard and push my arms painfully to the side to get one finger on the keys. Even then, shift was out of the question. I went to them to ask them to untie me, but they ignored me for a few minutes... then they relented. I'd pulled the knots too tight to undo for a while, but finally, Sharon got them undone. And that was fun.
Then to chorus, singing and Eric and Nomi and hyperdom, and Aaron shushing us even though I loooooooove his voice and he can be funny once in a while... he's just a bit more serious than we were today.
Ran into Michael at Sherman afterwards, and he gave me a really nice "Hey" and a touch on the arm that made me feel quite special. Plus, Murray from Chicago! And Nathan! All the silly Massell kids! Murray's such a sweetie. I envy his girlfriend. And Nathan's got a Bob-facial-hair (or at least how it used to look) thing going on. Except it looks much better on Bob. Oh, so does Gordie, the whistling pancake man! That was scary. I don't like it. Part of it is gray... and it makes him look much more grizzled. What, is facial hair the new trend, right after shaggy haircuts?
All in all, a beautemous day full of BS, BE (Ben Empathizers -- "He walked up to me and introduced himself and I was just like, 'Okay, we are having sex now...'" -Jon), singing, and other amusing stuff. Yahoo!
p.s. -- emily, i hope you feel better. just think, it's a birthday present! :)
He wore his hair down today, in all its dark, ringletted glory. He looks good like that.
Workout, in the meantime, was at 6:45am. 4 X 1K, at 2k-5 (though that definitely only happened for the first piece). I was dying after each one, even though my splits got progressively crappier. The last one, we were supposed to focus on stroke rate more than split, and that... yeah, didn't work too well. But it did give me a killer endorphin high that I've been riding all day. I mean, on the way back from Gosman, I was giddy. Those are always so much fun.
I decided not to go to French... I think I'll be dropping it, without asking the prof. The syllabus is all political... and I have four other classes, two of which, again, are 100-levels. Then, BS (the other kind of BS) after Ren Poetry. Our eyes met, and I got that snap in the middle of my stomach and grinned partly because of that and partly to smile at him like I said I would. Then I ran into Jon Kay, who (AAAAAAHHHHHH!) agrees with me that Ben is GORGEOUS! It's strange how no one else seems to think so. None of my friends, at least. He's tall and skinny, and tasty.... and tasty..... and fuckable, and yummy, and did I mention tasty?
Anyway... so then! This part's funny.
So Galina and I were hanging out in Sharon's room, and somehow she brought up the subject of "I know how to tie knots. I can make handcuffs." So she showed us how, and then we agreed that it'd be funny if I went across the hall to harass Allison. Sharon tied my hands behind my back and I flopped against the door till she opened it for me, then I ran in and yelled, "Alliiiiiiiii! They've tied me up and won't let me go! Assholes!" Alli, however, simply raised an eyebrow and continued to look at me. Which was amusing. Then we messed around for a while, and then Sharon said, "You should get in that box in the hallway." Someone must have gotten a desk chair, cause there's a desk chair box out by the trashcan, next to the stairwell. So I got in that, kneeling, hands still tied, head down. They put down the lid and I was in there dark and cramped, thinking, "Okay, this is fun, I guess." I was still laughing. Someone sat on the box and I strained against her ass, and then Alli came with a camera... and then I heard them putting on the tape. I rocked the box from side to side and yelled. They poked an air hole by my head, where I couldn't get to it 'cause my hair was in my face. They tickled me and messed with me and then pulled the box out into the middle of the hallway and told me to escape. So I'd been trying to straighten my body all at once against the tape on top, then I found out that the bottom of the box was giving! So I pushed with my legs and at the same instant the box tipped over, I emerged from the bottom with a RIP! Houdini, meet your next apprentice!
Too, too fun. Except that they kept me tied up for a while afterwards and I could not type. I had to lean sideways over the keyboard and push my arms painfully to the side to get one finger on the keys. Even then, shift was out of the question. I went to them to ask them to untie me, but they ignored me for a few minutes... then they relented. I'd pulled the knots too tight to undo for a while, but finally, Sharon got them undone. And that was fun.
Then to chorus, singing and Eric and Nomi and hyperdom, and Aaron shushing us even though I loooooooove his voice and he can be funny once in a while... he's just a bit more serious than we were today.
Ran into Michael at Sherman afterwards, and he gave me a really nice "Hey" and a touch on the arm that made me feel quite special. Plus, Murray from Chicago! And Nathan! All the silly Massell kids! Murray's such a sweetie. I envy his girlfriend. And Nathan's got a Bob-facial-hair (or at least how it used to look) thing going on. Except it looks much better on Bob. Oh, so does Gordie, the whistling pancake man! That was scary. I don't like it. Part of it is gray... and it makes him look much more grizzled. What, is facial hair the new trend, right after shaggy haircuts?
All in all, a beautemous day full of BS, BE (Ben Empathizers -- "He walked up to me and introduced himself and I was just like, 'Okay, we are having sex now...'" -Jon), singing, and other amusing stuff. Yahoo!
p.s. -- emily, i hope you feel better. just think, it's a birthday present! :)