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Reed needs both a Male Chauvinist Student Union and a Ladies' Knitting Circle For Patriarchal Subterfuge (someday I will make that back patch...)
so, I went home. It was very weird. Will put it perfectly - 'nothing has changed, everything is different'. That's pretty much the meat of the matter in 25 words or less. I got in Sunday evening, kicked around at Will & Sarah's for a bit, then shoved of to RenFaire. Faire was fun, as always - it was wonderful to see all the people I love, wonderful to see two grown men set their nipples on fire, and wonderful to see the Psycho Hose Beast get KICKED OUT OF FAIRE FOR ALL ETERNITY! HURRAH (very few of you will know ehat the hell I'm talking about. It's best that way, trust me...) ! But, yeah. Came back from Faire, spent the next few days watching the fourth season of Smallville as it currently stands (also known as 'The Shower Porn Season'), getting hit/hitting people with sticks, and chatting with Will about the collection of odd situations that is my life. That and I saw Van Helsing, which is awesome. Awesome, I tell you. Additionally, I saw Wally Englert (my Greek prof) on a History Channel program that aired at 4 a.m. titled 'The Odyssey of Troy'. Hee hee.
Yesterday was, for the most part, hell. Well, more like purgatory, really. I got to the airport at 1:00 and made it through security to the gate about half an hour before my 2:10 departure time. Now, the plan was to take a flight from Oakland to (for reasons that escape me) Boise, and then catch a connecting flight from Boise to Portland. All is well, and then the check-in people announce at OAX that the Oakland-to-Boise flight has been delayed. I dart up to the counter to figure out how I'm going to get to Portland, and the people tell me, very nicely and apologetically, that I can be transferred to a nonstop flight to Portland - that leaves in five hours. ARGH. So, I sit around and do crosswords and read and play around with my computer and call people. I bought Al Franken's Lies And The Lying Liars Who Tell Them, which is fantastic. Got my friend Andrei a shirt with a picture of Ahhnold on it that says 'THE GOVENATOR says no to girlie men'. Finally they announce that they will begin boarding shortly, so I get into the line. Then I notice that there isn't even a plane outside. The flight is delayed. For another hour. ARGH! Eventually I made it onto the plane and, after a half-hour landing qeue, onto the ground. And out of the airport. By the time I emerged, I had been in the airport/plane for EIGHT HOURS. Crikey.
Got back to Reed at last, smoked hookah with the three other people here, took a shower, watched some of Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure and went to sleep.
Today has been awesome. I have accomplished nothing, except going out with Andrei and buying a martini shaker/glasses and having really good lunch at P.F. Chang's.
Tonight we're having a cocktail party.
so, I went home. It was very weird. Will put it perfectly - 'nothing has changed, everything is different'. That's pretty much the meat of the matter in 25 words or less. I got in Sunday evening, kicked around at Will & Sarah's for a bit, then shoved of to RenFaire. Faire was fun, as always - it was wonderful to see all the people I love, wonderful to see two grown men set their nipples on fire, and wonderful to see the Psycho Hose Beast get KICKED OUT OF FAIRE FOR ALL ETERNITY! HURRAH (very few of you will know ehat the hell I'm talking about. It's best that way, trust me...) ! But, yeah. Came back from Faire, spent the next few days watching the fourth season of Smallville as it currently stands (also known as 'The Shower Porn Season'), getting hit/hitting people with sticks, and chatting with Will about the collection of odd situations that is my life. That and I saw Van Helsing, which is awesome. Awesome, I tell you. Additionally, I saw Wally Englert (my Greek prof) on a History Channel program that aired at 4 a.m. titled 'The Odyssey of Troy'. Hee hee.
Yesterday was, for the most part, hell. Well, more like purgatory, really. I got to the airport at 1:00 and made it through security to the gate about half an hour before my 2:10 departure time. Now, the plan was to take a flight from Oakland to (for reasons that escape me) Boise, and then catch a connecting flight from Boise to Portland. All is well, and then the check-in people announce at OAX that the Oakland-to-Boise flight has been delayed. I dart up to the counter to figure out how I'm going to get to Portland, and the people tell me, very nicely and apologetically, that I can be transferred to a nonstop flight to Portland - that leaves in five hours. ARGH. So, I sit around and do crosswords and read and play around with my computer and call people. I bought Al Franken's Lies And The Lying Liars Who Tell Them, which is fantastic. Got my friend Andrei a shirt with a picture of Ahhnold on it that says 'THE GOVENATOR says no to girlie men'. Finally they announce that they will begin boarding shortly, so I get into the line. Then I notice that there isn't even a plane outside. The flight is delayed. For another hour. ARGH! Eventually I made it onto the plane and, after a half-hour landing qeue, onto the ground. And out of the airport. By the time I emerged, I had been in the airport/plane for EIGHT HOURS. Crikey.
Got back to Reed at last, smoked hookah with the three other people here, took a shower, watched some of Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure and went to sleep.
Today has been awesome. I have accomplished nothing, except going out with Andrei and buying a martini shaker/glasses and having really good lunch at P.F. Chang's.
Tonight we're having a cocktail party.