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Friday was much fun, much fun indeed. The day started with another fruitless attempt by John to introduce me to his tattoo artist who will hopefully be doing my tattoo one week from today. He keeps not being there, which is very inconvenient.
At 5:15pm, I got together with John, Willie, Marcus, Chris, and Ben "Magicmathey" for some touch football. Just as we were going to start playing, these four young, athletic guys showed up. We split them up and put two on each team and played for nearly two hours. It was a blast. It was like they let six (and then five, becuase Marcus had to leave early) unathletic little kids play with NFL players as part of Make a Wish Foundation or something. We had fun, though. And though I only caught two pitches and zero passes, I did block the hell out of John, who was once recruited as a linemen for Texas A&M.
After I showered and shaved and got ready for the party, I began cooking my fried green tomatoes. The problem was, however, that I didn't have green tomatoes and so had to use unripened red tomatoes. This proved somewhat disastrous as the tomatoes fell apart in the frying process. They still tasted good and everyone loved them. I guess I should mention that this was for the Phi Alpha Theta southern cooking party. Dr. de la Teja made fried plantains which were delish, Elizabeth made pecan pie for the first time and Jack ate pecan pie for the first time (WTF?!), and there were numerous other great dishes. For fans of the tv show or cartoon strip, The Boondocks, Chris made the Luther. The Luther is a hamburger with five strips of bacon and instead of buns...GLAZED DONUTS, preferbly Crisphy Creme. Surprisingly, the Luther was excellent, though I'm glad I only had two small pieces of one. The entire thing might have killed someone. So, anyway, the party was fun. Elizabeth was looking so incredibly hot. I felt bad about not being able to keep my eyes off of her, mostly because she's a really cool, smart friend who I like but also because she has a boyfriend, who while he seems kinda losery is at least a nice guy. I also set Ben straight about me and Megan and he claimed that he didn't imply that we were sleeping together. He teased Megan about me hitting on our waitress at the bar, asking if it made her angry for me to be hitting on her. Instead of Megan correctly inferring his comment to mean that he thought we were dating, she took it to mean that he thought we were fucking. Odd. Speaking of odd, Clint brought an ex-girlfriend of his to the party and then mysteriously vanished, leaving her to walk around the parking lot and building looking for him. I can't wait to find out what that was all about.
After the party, me, Willie, John, Chris, and Jack went to John's apartment for some Halo2. This was Jack's first time to ever play and I must say he did nicely, though he of course got wtfpwn'd. I was on fire, but Willie was the motherfucking sun. I think I only beat him twice the whole night (as in, got 25 kills before him).
Saturday can be summed up in one simple phrase I think: I didn't do shit. I actually did do almost all of the giant mountain of dishes piled up in my sink. Man, how I'd love to have a working dishwasher. Anyway, I did that and otherwise just watched tv and played on the computer. It was a totally wasted day, most of which was spent recuperating from the previous three days by sleeping on my couch.
Today will not be such a day. In a few minutes I'm departing for my office to work on my paper for Dr. Pohl and also to post a study guide for exam 3 on the net for my ungrateful students. I swear, if one of them complains about my study guide not being exactly what he tells them to study in class on Tuesday, I'm going to lose it and start throwing chalk at the class. Of course, our classroom doesn't have a chalkboard so I'll have to bring my own ammunition.
Oh yeah, so I got my Matisyahu cd in the mail Thursday night. Man it rocks all.
I don't know why, but for some reason I'm feeling in a good mood lately. I'd definitely like to be not-single, but I'm actually happy with my single life for the time being. I mean, I'd change it in a second...so it's not like I like being single. But I'm happy as I am; my happiness is not currently dependent on my relationship status. I think that's a good thing, right?
Anyway, that's all for now. Peace and love,
~Keroo
At 5:15pm, I got together with John, Willie, Marcus, Chris, and Ben "Magicmathey" for some touch football. Just as we were going to start playing, these four young, athletic guys showed up. We split them up and put two on each team and played for nearly two hours. It was a blast. It was like they let six (and then five, becuase Marcus had to leave early) unathletic little kids play with NFL players as part of Make a Wish Foundation or something. We had fun, though. And though I only caught two pitches and zero passes, I did block the hell out of John, who was once recruited as a linemen for Texas A&M.
After I showered and shaved and got ready for the party, I began cooking my fried green tomatoes. The problem was, however, that I didn't have green tomatoes and so had to use unripened red tomatoes. This proved somewhat disastrous as the tomatoes fell apart in the frying process. They still tasted good and everyone loved them. I guess I should mention that this was for the Phi Alpha Theta southern cooking party. Dr. de la Teja made fried plantains which were delish, Elizabeth made pecan pie for the first time and Jack ate pecan pie for the first time (WTF?!), and there were numerous other great dishes. For fans of the tv show or cartoon strip, The Boondocks, Chris made the Luther. The Luther is a hamburger with five strips of bacon and instead of buns...GLAZED DONUTS, preferbly Crisphy Creme. Surprisingly, the Luther was excellent, though I'm glad I only had two small pieces of one. The entire thing might have killed someone. So, anyway, the party was fun. Elizabeth was looking so incredibly hot. I felt bad about not being able to keep my eyes off of her, mostly because she's a really cool, smart friend who I like but also because she has a boyfriend, who while he seems kinda losery is at least a nice guy. I also set Ben straight about me and Megan and he claimed that he didn't imply that we were sleeping together. He teased Megan about me hitting on our waitress at the bar, asking if it made her angry for me to be hitting on her. Instead of Megan correctly inferring his comment to mean that he thought we were dating, she took it to mean that he thought we were fucking. Odd. Speaking of odd, Clint brought an ex-girlfriend of his to the party and then mysteriously vanished, leaving her to walk around the parking lot and building looking for him. I can't wait to find out what that was all about.
After the party, me, Willie, John, Chris, and Jack went to John's apartment for some Halo2. This was Jack's first time to ever play and I must say he did nicely, though he of course got wtfpwn'd. I was on fire, but Willie was the motherfucking sun. I think I only beat him twice the whole night (as in, got 25 kills before him).
Saturday can be summed up in one simple phrase I think: I didn't do shit. I actually did do almost all of the giant mountain of dishes piled up in my sink. Man, how I'd love to have a working dishwasher. Anyway, I did that and otherwise just watched tv and played on the computer. It was a totally wasted day, most of which was spent recuperating from the previous three days by sleeping on my couch.
Today will not be such a day. In a few minutes I'm departing for my office to work on my paper for Dr. Pohl and also to post a study guide for exam 3 on the net for my ungrateful students. I swear, if one of them complains about my study guide not being exactly what he tells them to study in class on Tuesday, I'm going to lose it and start throwing chalk at the class. Of course, our classroom doesn't have a chalkboard so I'll have to bring my own ammunition.
Oh yeah, so I got my Matisyahu cd in the mail Thursday night. Man it rocks all.
I don't know why, but for some reason I'm feeling in a good mood lately. I'd definitely like to be not-single, but I'm actually happy with my single life for the time being. I mean, I'd change it in a second...so it's not like I like being single. But I'm happy as I am; my happiness is not currently dependent on my relationship status. I think that's a good thing, right?
Anyway, that's all for now. Peace and love,
~Keroo