doin' it again
Well folks, I started a deadjournal last year, but it just was kind of a burden. I don't want to be depressing or anything related to being "dead," so I decided to stop writing in it, or anything, for about a year, but here I am again in the summer, bored, and looking for a little release...thus my new journal.
For my first entry I decided to take my two favorite entries from my deadjournal and repost them here to kind of tie my present/future in with my past...ah, the memories
**TUESDAY, JULY 1st, 2003 4:42 pm - friends and such**
Why Friends Are Great:
ME: so why weren't u in class?
CAVI: I was still in canada, I couldn't find my license and since peeps were gonna stay and come back today anyway I stayed too until i found it.
ME: uh huh
CAVI: good excuse huh?
ME: yep i think i'll be taking my first lesson from u
CAVI: what lesson?
ME: why my first ass-clown lesson at ass-clown university ;-)
CAVI: we don't go to state
LMAO...that was excellent.
So I got to talk to my best friend Gali yesterday, and I feel awful for her. Her knee really hurts her to the point of where it makes her scream, and her boyfriend broke up with her because he's under a lot of stress :-/. I'm at a loss. I don't know what to say to that, but I'm here for her, and she knows that.
Anyway, I can't believe this, but I miss Jordan. I freakin' talked to him the other day, but we used to talk more...it's weird. I don't like the feelings he evokes in me; they're dangerous. I mean who likes being jealous or frustrated or happy? (just kidding about the last one...well...somewhat). Hopefully I can see him this weekend when I go home for the fourth so I'm not a total basketcase. We'll see how that goes.
Regardless, I've decided I need to see my friends very badly . I'm lonely since my good roomie Laura a.k.a. Lolo moved out after I left on vacation. Life's just not the same without her insanity and our fun times. I still watch Family Guy and The Nanny in our tradition.
Lastly, I've decided I need to talk to Cavi about why he makes me so mad sometimes. I just figured it out recently, and it's been on the tip of my tongue, but timing just hasn't been right. We're overdue for one of our good convos, but hopefully we'll have one soon...if I request one.
Lookin' forward to the Dave Matthews concert tomorrow...WOO-HOO!
current mood: restless
current music: anything Dave Matthews (in honor of the concert tomorrow)
**WEDNESDAY, JULY 23nd, 2003 12:18 am - thirst**
I have come to the conclusion that sex is not like love. They say "'tis better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all." But this just isn't the same with sex. It's better never to have it, than to have it and then need it or really want it again. You get a unquenchable thirst for it...
That said, I guess I'll talk about my weekend. It all started Friday at Revelli Hall when I was practicing cymbals. I found out that one of the newbie cymbals needed a place to stay for the night, so I offered to put him up even though Agie was already scheduled to stay over. Well in our boredom we decided to drink, but no one in the house was around to buy. So on an off chance I IMed this incredibly hot guy, Knorr, who has bought for me in the past, to see if he would do a run. By some miracle he was around, and we went over to his place. We got the grand tour of the apartment, including an introduction to his alligator and his alcohol, and then set out for Meijer. After our excursion we all went back to my place, where craziness ensued. Agie spilled vodka on the table and we all took turns licking/sucking it up (there are pictures to document it), and then Knorr decided that we should all play a drinking game (housies included)...Needless to say it was fun and a little....suggestive...at times. The night ended with Agie sleeping in my bed, Dan sleeping on the couch, and Knorr and myself staying up and talking. The bottomline: I got 10 minutes of sleep.
Saturday: At 9am Dan and I had a 4 hour cymbal sectional, where my body just decided not to cooperate. About half way into the rehearsal I turned to the quasi-section leader and said very cheerily, "Rich, I'll be right back; I'm going to be sick," and then I ran off. Thankfully, my stomach settled down and everything returned to normal. That night Agie woke me up several times because she needed a place to stay...no biggie.
Sunday: I had to work on a stupid german project with Cavi, and write an essay. After that my good buddy Vicki came over and we had some quality chica eating and drinking time.
All in all it was a very good weekend...but now i'm THIRSTY!
current mood: predatory
current music: "Don't Drink the Water" by Dave Matthews Band
For my first entry I decided to take my two favorite entries from my deadjournal and repost them here to kind of tie my present/future in with my past...ah, the memories
**TUESDAY, JULY 1st, 2003 4:42 pm - friends and such**
Why Friends Are Great:
ME: so why weren't u in class?
CAVI: I was still in canada, I couldn't find my license and since peeps were gonna stay and come back today anyway I stayed too until i found it.
ME: uh huh
CAVI: good excuse huh?
ME: yep i think i'll be taking my first lesson from u
CAVI: what lesson?
ME: why my first ass-clown lesson at ass-clown university ;-)
CAVI: we don't go to state
LMAO...that was excellent.
So I got to talk to my best friend Gali yesterday, and I feel awful for her. Her knee really hurts her to the point of where it makes her scream, and her boyfriend broke up with her because he's under a lot of stress :-/. I'm at a loss. I don't know what to say to that, but I'm here for her, and she knows that.
Anyway, I can't believe this, but I miss Jordan. I freakin' talked to him the other day, but we used to talk more...it's weird. I don't like the feelings he evokes in me; they're dangerous. I mean who likes being jealous or frustrated or happy? (just kidding about the last one...well...somewhat). Hopefully I can see him this weekend when I go home for the fourth so I'm not a total basketcase. We'll see how that goes.
Regardless, I've decided I need to see my friends very badly . I'm lonely since my good roomie Laura a.k.a. Lolo moved out after I left on vacation. Life's just not the same without her insanity and our fun times. I still watch Family Guy and The Nanny in our tradition.
Lastly, I've decided I need to talk to Cavi about why he makes me so mad sometimes. I just figured it out recently, and it's been on the tip of my tongue, but timing just hasn't been right. We're overdue for one of our good convos, but hopefully we'll have one soon...if I request one.
Lookin' forward to the Dave Matthews concert tomorrow...WOO-HOO!
current mood: restless
current music: anything Dave Matthews (in honor of the concert tomorrow)
**WEDNESDAY, JULY 23nd, 2003 12:18 am - thirst**
I have come to the conclusion that sex is not like love. They say "'tis better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all." But this just isn't the same with sex. It's better never to have it, than to have it and then need it or really want it again. You get a unquenchable thirst for it...
That said, I guess I'll talk about my weekend. It all started Friday at Revelli Hall when I was practicing cymbals. I found out that one of the newbie cymbals needed a place to stay for the night, so I offered to put him up even though Agie was already scheduled to stay over. Well in our boredom we decided to drink, but no one in the house was around to buy. So on an off chance I IMed this incredibly hot guy, Knorr, who has bought for me in the past, to see if he would do a run. By some miracle he was around, and we went over to his place. We got the grand tour of the apartment, including an introduction to his alligator and his alcohol, and then set out for Meijer. After our excursion we all went back to my place, where craziness ensued. Agie spilled vodka on the table and we all took turns licking/sucking it up (there are pictures to document it), and then Knorr decided that we should all play a drinking game (housies included)...Needless to say it was fun and a little....suggestive...at times. The night ended with Agie sleeping in my bed, Dan sleeping on the couch, and Knorr and myself staying up and talking. The bottomline: I got 10 minutes of sleep.
Saturday: At 9am Dan and I had a 4 hour cymbal sectional, where my body just decided not to cooperate. About half way into the rehearsal I turned to the quasi-section leader and said very cheerily, "Rich, I'll be right back; I'm going to be sick," and then I ran off. Thankfully, my stomach settled down and everything returned to normal. That night Agie woke me up several times because she needed a place to stay...no biggie.
Sunday: I had to work on a stupid german project with Cavi, and write an essay. After that my good buddy Vicki came over and we had some quality chica eating and drinking time.
All in all it was a very good weekend...but now i'm THIRSTY!
current mood: predatory
current music: "Don't Drink the Water" by Dave Matthews Band