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ahhh... now that gre's are over, i feel like i can waste more time doing stuff like this (when in truth, i probably don't have more. i'm just wasting it anyways)
but in any case, i'd like to tell you about last weekend. because it was fun and wholesome for the whole family.
last week was cindys 22nd birthday! vicki arranged some stuff, we went out. had some fun times, but we started so freakin' early (6:30?) that people got piss drunk by ~9pm. we did some fun stuff, like pinatas and whatnot. you can find videos of cindy attempting to break the pinata open on her livejournal (user: chlee)
skipping a bit, when everyone else was bushed from copious amounts of random fun and drinking, brett and i went around to high-dive. i'd never been there before, and i figured i should go before i graduate. the setup is cool. one side's like a bar/restraunt. places to sit down, chat, etc. the other side is like a venue for shows. stage, large ground area, and a bar as well. but no shows tonight: just pure college dance whores. we're the only two out of our little group that aren't 21, so we were very sober by then, and could not get more alcohol there either.
first off, i cannot dance. not for the life of me. and not even if someone pointed a gun at my feet and said "dance" while firing off a shot. (i like those western movies. never figured out how you could do it properly with those single-action guns though...) but it was damn fun trying. brett showed me some footwork, and i went freakin' nuts. i swear everyone on the damn stage and off were laughing at my skinny ass trying to "bust a move". i stone sober, and i didnt' care. it was fun to slide my feet along the stage.
i think it tickled my 5 yr old self.
brett, on the other hand, can dance. at least he looks cool doing it, and not like a bag of wet rabid monkeys fighting and flailing. as a result of this and his extreme hotness, he was a nice centerpiece of attention up front on the stage, while i stood in back and made like i was being mauled by a bear.
stolen also from cindy's journal, check out this sexay mothafucka. the rest of us guys are shamed. shamed of his radiant beauty and staring at the floor. he's got that stick between his legs, and cindy and judy are staring at his chest, and yoni too! and yoni's got good taste in guys, believe you me....
also notice that i'm wearing all black and white socks. gotta love that.
back to the scene at highdive. i'm sorry the rest of the people didnt' come with us to a) take pictures of me going about like an insane chimpanzee attempting to copy michael jackson moves and b) to see what else happened there.
first off, there was this asian guy. he looked about 30. he'd run up to random girls, bend over practically to the floor and grind his ass into their crotch or his crotch into their ass, dance and shake his ass and arms about for about 30 seconds and then run off.
what. the. fuck?
later, brett and i got off the stage and found out he was there with a girl. and she was pointing out girls on stage, and he'd run up there and do his little thing... ::grind grind grind shake shake shake run away:: mostly he was dancing up on girls that were dancing by themselves (with an exception or two...) so maybe he was there to boost their self-esteem. i dunno. in any case, it was funny and i laughed oh so hard at his antics.
this of course, until he tried to get me from behind.
i'm not sure if he ever realized i was a guy, but he looked pretty apologetic. i don't think the rest of the girls actually minded. so he seemed like a creepy person. but he seemed genuinely that sorry after i turned around and fended him off with a forearm. i hope he didn't stop after being rejected by me. so long as the girls don't mind, he was actually pretty damn funny.
while this was happening, brett had gotten back on stage. and this good-looking girl with long curly blonde hair was dancing next to brett. i'd say she was a better looking version of sarah jessica parker in that tv show of hers. and here is an ascii reinactment of those events:
_____brett_________girl_____
_____brett______girl________
_____brett___girl___________
_____brett_girl_____________
___brett___girl_____________
___brett_girl_______________
brett____girl_______________
brett_girl__________________
basically, she was trying to dance up on brett. but since i was watching and would probably tell judy just to get him in trouble, he just kept to himself. i was laughing so hard i had tears in my eyes. none of them skinny white girls can resist the milk chocolate with almonds that is brett. eventually she went off the stage to get something. but when she got back on, she went right back next to him and tried even harder and made it like:
brettgirl___________________
finally, i got up on the stage and pointed told him "i think she wants to dance with you"
evidentally my job for the night was to be captain obvious.
and after that, i think he thought the best of it, and it went more like:
bregirltt___________________
see judy? this is what you get for passing out so early =P
after this happened, she looked back and she went "where my ghirls atttt??!" and she then motioned with her head towards brett.
i think she wanted reinforcements. like the ancient hunters, she knew that she couldn't bring down the giant mastadon with the higly sought-after ginormous ..."trunk"... by herself. and so she wanted to involve more females.
the moral of the story is that judy is one lucky girl. in the context of ancient hunter-gatherer societies, brett is an ideal hunter-gatherer. he has the ability go to out hunting and gather several hot girls for the purposes of menage-a-whatever whenever they feel the need.
but in any case, i'd like to tell you about last weekend. because it was fun and wholesome for the whole family.
last week was cindys 22nd birthday! vicki arranged some stuff, we went out. had some fun times, but we started so freakin' early (6:30?) that people got piss drunk by ~9pm. we did some fun stuff, like pinatas and whatnot. you can find videos of cindy attempting to break the pinata open on her livejournal (user: chlee)
skipping a bit, when everyone else was bushed from copious amounts of random fun and drinking, brett and i went around to high-dive. i'd never been there before, and i figured i should go before i graduate. the setup is cool. one side's like a bar/restraunt. places to sit down, chat, etc. the other side is like a venue for shows. stage, large ground area, and a bar as well. but no shows tonight: just pure college dance whores. we're the only two out of our little group that aren't 21, so we were very sober by then, and could not get more alcohol there either.
first off, i cannot dance. not for the life of me. and not even if someone pointed a gun at my feet and said "dance" while firing off a shot. (i like those western movies. never figured out how you could do it properly with those single-action guns though...) but it was damn fun trying. brett showed me some footwork, and i went freakin' nuts. i swear everyone on the damn stage and off were laughing at my skinny ass trying to "bust a move". i stone sober, and i didnt' care. it was fun to slide my feet along the stage.
i think it tickled my 5 yr old self.
brett, on the other hand, can dance. at least he looks cool doing it, and not like a bag of wet rabid monkeys fighting and flailing. as a result of this and his extreme hotness, he was a nice centerpiece of attention up front on the stage, while i stood in back and made like i was being mauled by a bear.
stolen also from cindy's journal, check out this sexay mothafucka. the rest of us guys are shamed. shamed of his radiant beauty and staring at the floor. he's got that stick between his legs, and cindy and judy are staring at his chest, and yoni too! and yoni's got good taste in guys, believe you me....
also notice that i'm wearing all black and white socks. gotta love that.
back to the scene at highdive. i'm sorry the rest of the people didnt' come with us to a) take pictures of me going about like an insane chimpanzee attempting to copy michael jackson moves and b) to see what else happened there.
first off, there was this asian guy. he looked about 30. he'd run up to random girls, bend over practically to the floor and grind his ass into their crotch or his crotch into their ass, dance and shake his ass and arms about for about 30 seconds and then run off.
what. the. fuck?
later, brett and i got off the stage and found out he was there with a girl. and she was pointing out girls on stage, and he'd run up there and do his little thing... ::grind grind grind shake shake shake run away:: mostly he was dancing up on girls that were dancing by themselves (with an exception or two...) so maybe he was there to boost their self-esteem. i dunno. in any case, it was funny and i laughed oh so hard at his antics.
this of course, until he tried to get me from behind.
i'm not sure if he ever realized i was a guy, but he looked pretty apologetic. i don't think the rest of the girls actually minded. so he seemed like a creepy person. but he seemed genuinely that sorry after i turned around and fended him off with a forearm. i hope he didn't stop after being rejected by me. so long as the girls don't mind, he was actually pretty damn funny.
while this was happening, brett had gotten back on stage. and this good-looking girl with long curly blonde hair was dancing next to brett. i'd say she was a better looking version of sarah jessica parker in that tv show of hers. and here is an ascii reinactment of those events:
_____brett_________girl_____
_____brett______girl________
_____brett___girl___________
_____brett_girl_____________
___brett___girl_____________
___brett_girl_______________
brett____girl_______________
brett_girl__________________
basically, she was trying to dance up on brett. but since i was watching and would probably tell judy just to get him in trouble, he just kept to himself. i was laughing so hard i had tears in my eyes. none of them skinny white girls can resist the milk chocolate with almonds that is brett. eventually she went off the stage to get something. but when she got back on, she went right back next to him and tried even harder and made it like:
brettgirl___________________
finally, i got up on the stage and pointed told him "i think she wants to dance with you"
evidentally my job for the night was to be captain obvious.
and after that, i think he thought the best of it, and it went more like:
bregirltt___________________
see judy? this is what you get for passing out so early =P
after this happened, she looked back and she went "where my ghirls atttt??!" and she then motioned with her head towards brett.
i think she wanted reinforcements. like the ancient hunters, she knew that she couldn't bring down the giant mastadon with the higly sought-after ginormous ..."trunk"... by herself. and so she wanted to involve more females.
the moral of the story is that judy is one lucky girl. in the context of ancient hunter-gatherer societies, brett is an ideal hunter-gatherer. he has the ability go to out hunting and gather several hot girls for the purposes of menage-a-whatever whenever they feel the need.