Since the roommates went away on vacation, I decided to hold
Miss Kitty's First-Ever Parcheesi Party!

Parcheesi is probably my favorite board game, and I'm sure that once you try it, you'll agree. The plan: get here by, say, 4:00. I'll teach you the rules until about 4:10, and then we'll play until late into the night. We can order unagi and other ( Read more... )

Today is my birthday. Thank you to everyone who has wished me a good one. I'll give you a general rundown on how it has been ( Read more... )

Here's how things work where I live. We have a big couch, but it's not big enough for me and all four of my roommates at once. This, of course, leads to a game of musical couches in which four lucky people (usually the winners) get to sit on the couch in the living room and one person (usually the loser) gets the stairs near the living room. There ( Read more... )

I've read more about nunneries, and the more I learn, the more I realize I'm not interested. Plus, I think I've missed rush week by a few months. Anyhow, I've got my witty response prepared. I don't want to get hit by l’esprit d’scalion, after all. Let me know what you think:

I AIN'T GETTIN' MYSELF TO NO NUNNERY! I PITY THE FOOL WHO TRIES TO GET ( Read more... )

I got into an argument with one of the doofusi with whom I live, and in the end he shouted, "Get thee to a nunnery!" At first I wasn't that concerned, but when he calmed down, he explained that it was for my own protection. I was quite aware that this isn't Hamlet. We're not in Canada's Elsinore Brewery and thus, I reasoned, I was not in danger of ( Read more... )

I went to the DNA Lounge in San Francisco last night to maintain my goth street cred and hear one of my favorite musicians, Tom Lehrer. I liked this guy long before I knew I was a goth, and I always thought of him as more of a folk singer or something like that. However, he's obviously goth when you think about some of his songs: "Poisoning ( Read more... )

You are sitting on a couch in a dark room full of boxes. To the north is a sliding glass door that leads to the patio. To the northeast is an exit that leads to parts unknown. To the east is a door that leads to the downstairs bathroom.Yesterday my roommates and I got lost in the townhouse and I had to get them out using only my keen brain and my ( Read more... )

I recognize the signs around me. People are cleaning. There are boxes. There are lots of boxes, and books are going into them. In fact, one bookshelf is already empty. Trash is getting thrown out. This can only mean one thing: we're finally moving to Canada! I've seen all of this before. I mean, I haven't actually seen anyone pack up to move to ( Read more... )

I decided to go to Berkeley to get some unagi. There's this restaurant called Kirala on Shattuck, and I've been told it's got some fine food. Well, I hopped the BART and headed up there. When I got there, they were closed. I sat down on a copy of the San Francisco Chronicle and waited. While I was sitting there, a couple of the Berkeley PD came ( Read more... )

I've been in physical training ever since Saturday. See, right after I finished with my post, I was attacked by this... thing. Now those of you who have read more than a few of my posts will know that I'm rarely at a loss for words. In fact, I don't think I'm botswain at all when I say I can find words for any occamism. However, I have no words to ( Read more... )