"I often think of things to say / but I just watch you as you / walk away"
So let's talk about new people.
Matt: Matt lives in #3 downstairs, and is from fucking Manchester, England, which is significant. I met this dude at a party, where I recognized him as a music nerd by his Rilo Kiley shirt, and we sort of instantly bonded over shared taste in music. Moreover, he is good-natured when we give him a hard time about being English, and shares my sentiment that Canadians are "just like regular people". In fact, we share some of the same quirky brand of humor. For example, we were talking at the party and the discussion came to pie, and he remarked that we shouldn't neglect savory pies:
"Sometime in the near future, I'm going to make a pie, with meat and potatoes. And we're going to eat it, with lots of good ale. And it will be amazing"
Which sounds like something I would say.
I forsee a lot of hanging around listening to records and going to shows in our future.
Rylan: The crazy kid everyone knows, partially owing to his long, curly mane, and his often side-splitting antics. Lives in #27, two doors down, and frequently ventures into the courtyard in his kimono to offer sake to passersby, which is how I first encountered him. Drives me and Matt to Publix, where we pick up food, and I buy alcohol for minors (Matt).
Always has people over in his room. Fred is cool, for a fussy German. Lana is an amazing writer. Jake is kinda weird. The Amy gang are... interesting. And Heidi... well, she's just adorable.
Rylan does have this problem with letting people pushing him around, and in general caring to much what other people think he thinks of them, whose opinions really aren't worth caring about (did that make sense?). But it's a minor failing, and he's getting better.
At one point, when we were all very drunk, he started singing along to songs from disney musicals.
Luis: Luis is a Spanish aristocrat, which means he has lots of money (hence the wine bar project). He withdrew from classes this semester, and so now spends all his time writing comically irreverent plays, many of which are quite good.
Luis also spent too much money travelling this summer, so he has, among other things, been banned from his tailor by his parents. I wish I even had a tailor.
Among his many campaigns was to reanme the month October to "Gregtober" in honor of Greg, our very own destroyed genius.
Jessica Allen: I really don't know much about her, but I do know that it freaked me out to discover that's she's Ryan Allen's sister. Also, she's into the same quirky indie-pop music that I've been nuts crazy about for the past month or so, and she plays the drums. It seems highly likely that she will complete the line-up of the band that Matt and I have been talking about starting for the past year or so, and this time it might actually happen, though Matt is leaving for Europe in December-ish, which will leave me and Jessica as a kind of bizarro White Stripes for the time. Of course we'll argue over names, since we think of so many. Under consideration are:
The Fatal Nomenclature
Musical Pie Death
RoboGay 3001
Mr. Miyagi sprächt
Partying in Pangaea (though this last one may work better as a song title. After all, if New Order has taught us anything, it's that song titles need not have anything to do with what the song is about, or really with anything at all)
Jessica also spent much of the evening crocheting bracelets, and it was her idea to place random objects in the path of Vivian (né Zach), who was trying to sweep the floor of Deja Brew in preparation for closing. Hey, it was funny at the time, even if Jessica and I gave ourselves away by cracking up before Vivian realized what we had done to him (I've got most of the ex-Java regulars calling him Vivian now; he even had a nametag for a while).
Matt: Matt lives in #3 downstairs, and is from fucking Manchester, England, which is significant. I met this dude at a party, where I recognized him as a music nerd by his Rilo Kiley shirt, and we sort of instantly bonded over shared taste in music. Moreover, he is good-natured when we give him a hard time about being English, and shares my sentiment that Canadians are "just like regular people". In fact, we share some of the same quirky brand of humor. For example, we were talking at the party and the discussion came to pie, and he remarked that we shouldn't neglect savory pies:
"Sometime in the near future, I'm going to make a pie, with meat and potatoes. And we're going to eat it, with lots of good ale. And it will be amazing"
Which sounds like something I would say.
I forsee a lot of hanging around listening to records and going to shows in our future.
Rylan: The crazy kid everyone knows, partially owing to his long, curly mane, and his often side-splitting antics. Lives in #27, two doors down, and frequently ventures into the courtyard in his kimono to offer sake to passersby, which is how I first encountered him. Drives me and Matt to Publix, where we pick up food, and I buy alcohol for minors (Matt).
Always has people over in his room. Fred is cool, for a fussy German. Lana is an amazing writer. Jake is kinda weird. The Amy gang are... interesting. And Heidi... well, she's just adorable.
Rylan does have this problem with letting people pushing him around, and in general caring to much what other people think he thinks of them, whose opinions really aren't worth caring about (did that make sense?). But it's a minor failing, and he's getting better.
At one point, when we were all very drunk, he started singing along to songs from disney musicals.
Luis: Luis is a Spanish aristocrat, which means he has lots of money (hence the wine bar project). He withdrew from classes this semester, and so now spends all his time writing comically irreverent plays, many of which are quite good.
Luis also spent too much money travelling this summer, so he has, among other things, been banned from his tailor by his parents. I wish I even had a tailor.
Among his many campaigns was to reanme the month October to "Gregtober" in honor of Greg, our very own destroyed genius.
Jessica Allen: I really don't know much about her, but I do know that it freaked me out to discover that's she's Ryan Allen's sister. Also, she's into the same quirky indie-pop music that I've been nuts crazy about for the past month or so, and she plays the drums. It seems highly likely that she will complete the line-up of the band that Matt and I have been talking about starting for the past year or so, and this time it might actually happen, though Matt is leaving for Europe in December-ish, which will leave me and Jessica as a kind of bizarro White Stripes for the time. Of course we'll argue over names, since we think of so many. Under consideration are:
The Fatal Nomenclature
Musical Pie Death
RoboGay 3001
Mr. Miyagi sprächt
Partying in Pangaea (though this last one may work better as a song title. After all, if New Order has taught us anything, it's that song titles need not have anything to do with what the song is about, or really with anything at all)
Jessica also spent much of the evening crocheting bracelets, and it was her idea to place random objects in the path of Vivian (né Zach), who was trying to sweep the floor of Deja Brew in preparation for closing. Hey, it was funny at the time, even if Jessica and I gave ourselves away by cracking up before Vivian realized what we had done to him (I've got most of the ex-Java regulars calling him Vivian now; he even had a nametag for a while).