the return of the killer andrews
Maybe not quite "killer." No. But anyway...
I went to work yesterday from 9:30 to 3. The pool was nasty, I cleaned it thoroughly. And I was very proud of myself for cleaning the backwash drain, though no one else will probably care (Heather didn't seem to, when I told her). When I got back home, I called Jen, ate a late lunch, called Andrew Corsa, decided I would meet him and Charles at Andrew's house at 7. Then I showered, etc., and headed for Andrew's at 6:20. I stopped and got gas and made it there by 7:10. Woo-hoo!
So, I got there, and met Andrew in his front yard. He and Charles had been working on a script for a play, and as they were in the basement they couldn't hear the doorbell. Didn't matter anyway, since I had just gotten there.
We talked a bit, I read the script (it was enjoyable), then we went to Brooklyn Bagel & Deli to eat. Which was quite good. Next we picked up a couple of my friends' friends, who also went to Moravian (though not when I was there). They were pretty nice people. I liked Chris Evans especially-I think I've met him somewhere before-and the other, Schwab, wasn't bad. We went bowling.
I got a 123 or something like that the first game. That made me happy. Then we bowled a second game, then a speed game, then yet another game. I think I won the second game also, with another score above 100... 109, I think. Then the others I came in 4th and 3rd. I think. I wasn't paying a whole lot of attention. I got carried away. I was in a very strange mood. It was a hyper mood, but not really a good mood. Not bad either, but not that good hyper that gives you a high off of having fun. I wasn't having an extraordinary amount of fun. I was having a moderate amount of fun, but included in that was me being wild and stupid. Grr. I wish I could replay that night... increase my 'interesting' level and decrease my 'eccentric' level. Hmm. Yes.
Anyway, after bowling we stopped by Charles's place for a minute or two so he could pack (met the cute new kitten Grace), then went to Perkins. I got a chocolate milkshake, which was good but which I inexplicably regretted, got a diet coke, which wasn't as fulfilling as I expected it to be (caffeine didn't work and it just wasn't what I really wanted) and I ate a few things off of Charles' sampler plate. Which I did want. I should have ordered mozzarella sticks myself, but I didn't see them before I ordered and Andrew assumed we were all ready when I wasn't. But it doesn't matter because I wouldn't want to hold up the group anyway.
I wish I could have done last night in slow motion... the whole thing would have turned out better.
After that, Charles dropped us back at Andrew's and left. I found that the AIM name I had was correct but he's never online, and got an email address for him. He's looking good... heavier than I expected. He, whether intentionally or not, complimented me when he said I looked fairly muscular and was surprised at my light weight. Though his arms were in fact bigger than mine, let alone his chest. Then again, he is a pretty hardcore swimmer. His arms startled me a bit, because I haven't seen him in forever and the image I still have in my head is of short and skinny little Chaz Treatman. But I didn't feel jealous or threatened, like I usually am given such situations... so that's good. It was good to see him again and realize that, though we haven't talked much, our friendship hasn't mysteriously dissolved or anything.
Andrew and I talked until 3:30am... philosophical discussions and the like. I enjoyed it immensely... much more than the rest of the night. Most people I talk to don't like to just sit around and use their brains. We stopped talking when we did because I was about to fall into sleep (or at least into incomprehensible mutters) and I don't think Andrew was much more awake than I. As I was sleeping on the couch downstairs, he expected me to awake at around 9 when people would be moving about. I didn't... he ended up waking me up at about noon, which was when he suggested I wake him. Ha. I could have slept another 3 hours, probably, but I didn't mind getting up. Speaking of which, I don't have to get up tomorrow. That makes me oh-so-happy!!
Anyway, we then watched a movie rental; it was Small Time Crooks with Woody Allen and Tracy Ullman, and it was good. Then we were bored for a few minutes, I read my book while Corsa showered, then we went to eat and play mini-golf. We tied, which pleased me (being the competative person I am). Then I dropped Andrew off-he ranted about his rooming situation and we discussed musicals and friend groups and stuff in the car for a bit before he left, then I drove home. It took me 40 minutes. I was happy with that, too.
Tonight was uneventful... talked with Grammy a bit, ate leftovers, watched TV, went online.
Sorry about the super-long entry, but it did cover an eventful 2 days. At least I'm done now. So 'muh-moo'.
I went to work yesterday from 9:30 to 3. The pool was nasty, I cleaned it thoroughly. And I was very proud of myself for cleaning the backwash drain, though no one else will probably care (Heather didn't seem to, when I told her). When I got back home, I called Jen, ate a late lunch, called Andrew Corsa, decided I would meet him and Charles at Andrew's house at 7. Then I showered, etc., and headed for Andrew's at 6:20. I stopped and got gas and made it there by 7:10. Woo-hoo!
So, I got there, and met Andrew in his front yard. He and Charles had been working on a script for a play, and as they were in the basement they couldn't hear the doorbell. Didn't matter anyway, since I had just gotten there.
We talked a bit, I read the script (it was enjoyable), then we went to Brooklyn Bagel & Deli to eat. Which was quite good. Next we picked up a couple of my friends' friends, who also went to Moravian (though not when I was there). They were pretty nice people. I liked Chris Evans especially-I think I've met him somewhere before-and the other, Schwab, wasn't bad. We went bowling.
I got a 123 or something like that the first game. That made me happy. Then we bowled a second game, then a speed game, then yet another game. I think I won the second game also, with another score above 100... 109, I think. Then the others I came in 4th and 3rd. I think. I wasn't paying a whole lot of attention. I got carried away. I was in a very strange mood. It was a hyper mood, but not really a good mood. Not bad either, but not that good hyper that gives you a high off of having fun. I wasn't having an extraordinary amount of fun. I was having a moderate amount of fun, but included in that was me being wild and stupid. Grr. I wish I could replay that night... increase my 'interesting' level and decrease my 'eccentric' level. Hmm. Yes.
Anyway, after bowling we stopped by Charles's place for a minute or two so he could pack (met the cute new kitten Grace), then went to Perkins. I got a chocolate milkshake, which was good but which I inexplicably regretted, got a diet coke, which wasn't as fulfilling as I expected it to be (caffeine didn't work and it just wasn't what I really wanted) and I ate a few things off of Charles' sampler plate. Which I did want. I should have ordered mozzarella sticks myself, but I didn't see them before I ordered and Andrew assumed we were all ready when I wasn't. But it doesn't matter because I wouldn't want to hold up the group anyway.
I wish I could have done last night in slow motion... the whole thing would have turned out better.
After that, Charles dropped us back at Andrew's and left. I found that the AIM name I had was correct but he's never online, and got an email address for him. He's looking good... heavier than I expected. He, whether intentionally or not, complimented me when he said I looked fairly muscular and was surprised at my light weight. Though his arms were in fact bigger than mine, let alone his chest. Then again, he is a pretty hardcore swimmer. His arms startled me a bit, because I haven't seen him in forever and the image I still have in my head is of short and skinny little Chaz Treatman. But I didn't feel jealous or threatened, like I usually am given such situations... so that's good. It was good to see him again and realize that, though we haven't talked much, our friendship hasn't mysteriously dissolved or anything.
Andrew and I talked until 3:30am... philosophical discussions and the like. I enjoyed it immensely... much more than the rest of the night. Most people I talk to don't like to just sit around and use their brains. We stopped talking when we did because I was about to fall into sleep (or at least into incomprehensible mutters) and I don't think Andrew was much more awake than I. As I was sleeping on the couch downstairs, he expected me to awake at around 9 when people would be moving about. I didn't... he ended up waking me up at about noon, which was when he suggested I wake him. Ha. I could have slept another 3 hours, probably, but I didn't mind getting up. Speaking of which, I don't have to get up tomorrow. That makes me oh-so-happy!!
Anyway, we then watched a movie rental; it was Small Time Crooks with Woody Allen and Tracy Ullman, and it was good. Then we were bored for a few minutes, I read my book while Corsa showered, then we went to eat and play mini-golf. We tied, which pleased me (being the competative person I am). Then I dropped Andrew off-he ranted about his rooming situation and we discussed musicals and friend groups and stuff in the car for a bit before he left, then I drove home. It took me 40 minutes. I was happy with that, too.
Tonight was uneventful... talked with Grammy a bit, ate leftovers, watched TV, went online.
Sorry about the super-long entry, but it did cover an eventful 2 days. At least I'm done now. So 'muh-moo'.