.....HCB told me he's going to quit today.
Fuck. :/
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Pot and Failure
Today was a lot better than I anticipated. To start, I skipped my 9am French class Monday. I never skip classes. And this was the first time that I'd skipped out on a 9am class, too. So I was pretty much obligated to go this morning. However, I was not expecting the phone call from assistant director Lindsay at 8:20 asking about if someone threw up on the floor near the back exit or in the stairwell. Wellllll no, no one had. And while I should be pissed that you woke me up, you woke me up. Very nice, since I was afraid I'd end up sleeping in again. :P
So I got there, still knew most of what was going on, explained to the crazy professor why I slept through class (amazing how understanding they are about fire alarms at 3:30am and wakeup calls this very morning, even though he said "You need to move" :/ ), then came back to the dorms for about 45 minutes. Did a bunch of crazy work during that 45 minutes, then went to my 11am journalism class. I got to wander to the MUC with Bobbi and just people watch, it was the greatest assignment evar!!! And I knew about half the people walking around, so it just made the assignment better. Then after class I found Hot Canadian Bacon and Chris while they were getting food, so I chilled with them for a little bit. HCB was talking with Stephen (one of the hockey players), and now HCB knows firsthand how much work lies ahead for our team. Losing 18-2 isn't even the start of it.
XDIS wasn't that great as usual. Psych of Sex was not that noteworthy, either. Yote Floats were nice though, Jessie and I just crashed on a couple of couches in the Pit Lounge and people watched again. Longest 45 minute wait for 4pm...gah. At least things picked up when we had our CARS meeting, but that was just putting fliers in the napkin holders promoting CA recruitment.
THEN the real fun began after all this. I went over to McFadden to hang with Jean and Freshman Sam (totally different from simply Sam, who's my other half from last year :P ) and we made a Walmart run to pick up cake mix and other random stuff to make cupcakes! I think Freshman Sam will be a favorite of mine soon, because when we were walking into Walmart I made the comment that "The wind is blowing me into submission," and she actually responded with "Just like a man!" I swear, the two of us couldn't stop laughing for a good 5 minutes....We then gorged on other random food...and maybe Facebook creeped on HCB because neither had seen pictures of him...then I had to go over to 4th Richardson at 7 to have some fun.
Some fun you say? Oh yes. We were burning pot. Woo! Long story short, because they missed a step or two in CA training, DPS came to burn stuff like pot and sweetgrass so that we could tell the difference between them if we come across anything strange-smelling in the hallways or something. Fuuuuuun times that was! Except that Sam the DPS officer doesn't have quite the experience to burn pot well....so it took a few tries. By the end of it, we all vaguely smelled like pot, and it was amazing! Bahaha...which was the cause of the title. I had asked Sam check my sweatshirt and asked her "What do I smell like?" Her response was "Pot and FAILURE!" which made me burst out laughing, but she would know coming from West River...just sayin'. The Native Americans and rebels like their pot, and you get to know the culture even when you're not involved. :P
So I went straight back to McFadden and watched Glee with Jean, Sam and Freshman Sam. It was really pretty sweet, and since everyone wanted to procrastinate on homework, we played with makeup instead. I now know who to turn to for my Alice makeup! :3
I then worked the desk at 10-12am. Yay late night shifts! Except most of the people I saw were large groups coming back from tunnel tours....oops, was that tonight? :3 In my defense, I not only didn't want to give tours in the first place, but no one asked if I was going to give tours or anything. And as I really don't appreciate people just assuming that I'm willing to do tours, I didn't go. I worked the front desk instead.
Although, I did see HCB once at the very beginning of my shift, and again at the very end. Certainly not long enough, though. Almost like he's off in his own little world at the moment...and in a way, neither of us have really been around since about Friday. Saturday I was gone for most of the day, Sunday I was gone, Sunday night and most of Monday HCB was gone, and now Tuesday I was gone again. Sunday/Monday HCB went up to Mitchell because him and Chris had a funeral to go to in Kimball, which was a drive as it was from Mitchell...so the one time that I've actually had a chance to chat with him was Monday in the MUC when I saw him after class. It was only for 15 minutes or so, but still...it was mostly him pissed off that the directors had called him at 2:30am Monday morning because the duty keys from Ritchie/Olson was missing. And if the AA keys were on it, then that'd mean shit was going down....but again, he had a long drive in the morning for a funeral, and he didn't appreciate being called period. Sooo yeah. :P
He also asked if I was on crack because I suggested that Cabela's just might sell hockey shit, because duh they sell winter sports stuff. I didn't want to burst his bubble by saying I've got jewelry from Cabela's...lulz.
So yeah. He's going to get bothered by me soon. Because I'm pretty sure he's starting to worry a few of the other CAs, and he's definitely worrying me now. I know he gets stressed out by the homework load on top of the workload on top of the random shitload, but the shutting himself in his room or in the 'library' is worse than usual. And if this is what happens when he hasn't had sex in 6 months.....dayum.
I'm concerned this may be those 99 problems becoming 100....or 150. And that's the last thing he needs, a woman taking up his time. But if it is indeed Brandie, then good luck to him. Anyone who sends that many cryptic messages on Facebook to and about him is no good....take it from one who was guilty of that in high school. And when a 22-year-old is exhibiting the antics of high schoolers...well, she is from California. But still. All I can hope is that he's not responding to the immature tactics. :/
Now I have French review to work on, and hopefully get some sort of start on my observation paper for astronomy that's due tomorrow. I'm assuming an attempt at talking to HCB is a lost cause tonight.
So I got there, still knew most of what was going on, explained to the crazy professor why I slept through class (amazing how understanding they are about fire alarms at 3:30am and wakeup calls this very morning, even though he said "You need to move" :/ ), then came back to the dorms for about 45 minutes. Did a bunch of crazy work during that 45 minutes, then went to my 11am journalism class. I got to wander to the MUC with Bobbi and just people watch, it was the greatest assignment evar!!! And I knew about half the people walking around, so it just made the assignment better. Then after class I found Hot Canadian Bacon and Chris while they were getting food, so I chilled with them for a little bit. HCB was talking with Stephen (one of the hockey players), and now HCB knows firsthand how much work lies ahead for our team. Losing 18-2 isn't even the start of it.
XDIS wasn't that great as usual. Psych of Sex was not that noteworthy, either. Yote Floats were nice though, Jessie and I just crashed on a couple of couches in the Pit Lounge and people watched again. Longest 45 minute wait for 4pm...gah. At least things picked up when we had our CARS meeting, but that was just putting fliers in the napkin holders promoting CA recruitment.
THEN the real fun began after all this. I went over to McFadden to hang with Jean and Freshman Sam (totally different from simply Sam, who's my other half from last year :P ) and we made a Walmart run to pick up cake mix and other random stuff to make cupcakes! I think Freshman Sam will be a favorite of mine soon, because when we were walking into Walmart I made the comment that "The wind is blowing me into submission," and she actually responded with "Just like a man!" I swear, the two of us couldn't stop laughing for a good 5 minutes....We then gorged on other random food...and maybe Facebook creeped on HCB because neither had seen pictures of him...then I had to go over to 4th Richardson at 7 to have some fun.
Some fun you say? Oh yes. We were burning pot. Woo! Long story short, because they missed a step or two in CA training, DPS came to burn stuff like pot and sweetgrass so that we could tell the difference between them if we come across anything strange-smelling in the hallways or something. Fuuuuuun times that was! Except that Sam the DPS officer doesn't have quite the experience to burn pot well....so it took a few tries. By the end of it, we all vaguely smelled like pot, and it was amazing! Bahaha...which was the cause of the title. I had asked Sam check my sweatshirt and asked her "What do I smell like?" Her response was "Pot and FAILURE!" which made me burst out laughing, but she would know coming from West River...just sayin'. The Native Americans and rebels like their pot, and you get to know the culture even when you're not involved. :P
So I went straight back to McFadden and watched Glee with Jean, Sam and Freshman Sam. It was really pretty sweet, and since everyone wanted to procrastinate on homework, we played with makeup instead. I now know who to turn to for my Alice makeup! :3
I then worked the desk at 10-12am. Yay late night shifts! Except most of the people I saw were large groups coming back from tunnel tours....oops, was that tonight? :3 In my defense, I not only didn't want to give tours in the first place, but no one asked if I was going to give tours or anything. And as I really don't appreciate people just assuming that I'm willing to do tours, I didn't go. I worked the front desk instead.
Although, I did see HCB once at the very beginning of my shift, and again at the very end. Certainly not long enough, though. Almost like he's off in his own little world at the moment...and in a way, neither of us have really been around since about Friday. Saturday I was gone for most of the day, Sunday I was gone, Sunday night and most of Monday HCB was gone, and now Tuesday I was gone again. Sunday/Monday HCB went up to Mitchell because him and Chris had a funeral to go to in Kimball, which was a drive as it was from Mitchell...so the one time that I've actually had a chance to chat with him was Monday in the MUC when I saw him after class. It was only for 15 minutes or so, but still...it was mostly him pissed off that the directors had called him at 2:30am Monday morning because the duty keys from Ritchie/Olson was missing. And if the AA keys were on it, then that'd mean shit was going down....but again, he had a long drive in the morning for a funeral, and he didn't appreciate being called period. Sooo yeah. :P
He also asked if I was on crack because I suggested that Cabela's just might sell hockey shit, because duh they sell winter sports stuff. I didn't want to burst his bubble by saying I've got jewelry from Cabela's...lulz.
So yeah. He's going to get bothered by me soon. Because I'm pretty sure he's starting to worry a few of the other CAs, and he's definitely worrying me now. I know he gets stressed out by the homework load on top of the workload on top of the random shitload, but the shutting himself in his room or in the 'library' is worse than usual. And if this is what happens when he hasn't had sex in 6 months.....dayum.
I'm concerned this may be those 99 problems becoming 100....or 150. And that's the last thing he needs, a woman taking up his time. But if it is indeed Brandie, then good luck to him. Anyone who sends that many cryptic messages on Facebook to and about him is no good....take it from one who was guilty of that in high school. And when a 22-year-old is exhibiting the antics of high schoolers...well, she is from California. But still. All I can hope is that he's not responding to the immature tactics. :/
Now I have French review to work on, and hopefully get some sort of start on my observation paper for astronomy that's due tomorrow. I'm assuming an attempt at talking to HCB is a lost cause tonight.
Saturday, October 23, 2010
It's 5:30 in the Fucking Morning.
And I can't sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep! And I get up at 8am to not only return the master key to its rightful place at the front desk, but I also will be on the road by 9 to run errands in Sioux Falls.
So what am I doing now? Eating Jello, creeping on absolutely no one on Facebook, and not sleeping. It's 5 AM, after all.
Ohhhh oh oh! Let me tell you why I'm awake!! :D WELL, I had gone to bed at about 2:40 I'm going to say, it wasn't long after I had finished taking my shower. So what happens at 3:30? The fire alarm goes off. AMG AMG AMG.
Pretty much it was like this in warp speed: "Is that the fire alarm? Fuuuuuck I don't wanna...kk, I'm hopping out of bed. Grab phone, got meh keys, door open--oh shit should put on my tennis shoes not sandals--now RUN DOWN DA STAIRS and to the front desk to get mah key!"
I then run back up the stairs and start our task of locking up doors and making sure no one is still sleeping in their rooms. I'd already done about four doors on the girls' side before I finally looked down the hallway and realized OH SHIT I can't see the other side real well through all the smoke. Now, two things I must point out. 1) I had not grabbed my glasses, so I was rather in the moment about most of what was happening. No idea where HCB was at this time, no idea that there was anything in the air when I left my room, nothing. Literally, I didn't notice anything in the air till I was opening and closing doors, and by then I was like "What the FUCK do I do, just keep on going or see if anything's burning?!"
I just kept on going. I was almost done with the girls side by the time Kristi came up the stairs to help, because where the fuck was my co? He had the night off. Fucking lucky bastard.... :/
Based on what we could determine, there was no actual fire, just some assholes who decided to play with the fire extinguisher on the guys' side. The supposed smoke was really just particles from the extinguisher, but still, that was a LOT of particles. For some reason, they thought it would be funny to drag a chair out of the study and into the hallway, then proceed to spray the chair with the extinguisher. Yeeeeah, real funneh. You've now got an entire floor pissed off at you and they want to see you PAY. No really, literally. :3
And of course, who gets to clean up after it? Kristi and I! So at 4 in the morning, we're vacuuming up the pretty yellow particles. I finished up at around 4:30, so that wasn't too bad. I had gone back to the front desk in hopes of getting my keys back, but nuuuu, the master key doesn't work on the mailroom. :P So now I've got the master until then. This would be a moment that would be a lot easier to come up with an excuse as to why I still had it, though. Kids still knocking to get into their room, door locked after everyone left, yeah...ha.
However, because I hauled ass so well going down 4 flights of stairs and back up those 4 flights, all after being asleep as of 30 seconds prior, I had finally gone outside and couldn't stop coughing. Yeah, one of those 'amg I think meh throat is bleedin' type of deals. I'm still kinda fighting it, which doesn't help with the insomnia, so I'm hoping the Jello does.
That means, after a bottle of Mountain Dew, a big can of Rockstar energy drink, the adrenaline from running up and down 4 flights of stairs, coughing up blood and an extra lung, and trying to sleep in a hot room...this whole sleeping thing isn't really happening. :(
So what am I doing now? Eating Jello, creeping on absolutely no one on Facebook, and not sleeping. It's 5 AM, after all.
Ohhhh oh oh! Let me tell you why I'm awake!! :D WELL, I had gone to bed at about 2:40 I'm going to say, it wasn't long after I had finished taking my shower. So what happens at 3:30? The fire alarm goes off. AMG AMG AMG.
Pretty much it was like this in warp speed: "Is that the fire alarm? Fuuuuuck I don't wanna...kk, I'm hopping out of bed. Grab phone, got meh keys, door open--oh shit should put on my tennis shoes not sandals--now RUN DOWN DA STAIRS and to the front desk to get mah key!"
I then run back up the stairs and start our task of locking up doors and making sure no one is still sleeping in their rooms. I'd already done about four doors on the girls' side before I finally looked down the hallway and realized OH SHIT I can't see the other side real well through all the smoke. Now, two things I must point out. 1) I had not grabbed my glasses, so I was rather in the moment about most of what was happening. No idea where HCB was at this time, no idea that there was anything in the air when I left my room, nothing. Literally, I didn't notice anything in the air till I was opening and closing doors, and by then I was like "What the FUCK do I do, just keep on going or see if anything's burning?!"
I just kept on going. I was almost done with the girls side by the time Kristi came up the stairs to help, because where the fuck was my co? He had the night off. Fucking lucky bastard.... :/
Based on what we could determine, there was no actual fire, just some assholes who decided to play with the fire extinguisher on the guys' side. The supposed smoke was really just particles from the extinguisher, but still, that was a LOT of particles. For some reason, they thought it would be funny to drag a chair out of the study and into the hallway, then proceed to spray the chair with the extinguisher. Yeeeeah, real funneh. You've now got an entire floor pissed off at you and they want to see you PAY. No really, literally. :3
And of course, who gets to clean up after it? Kristi and I! So at 4 in the morning, we're vacuuming up the pretty yellow particles. I finished up at around 4:30, so that wasn't too bad. I had gone back to the front desk in hopes of getting my keys back, but nuuuu, the master key doesn't work on the mailroom. :P So now I've got the master until then. This would be a moment that would be a lot easier to come up with an excuse as to why I still had it, though. Kids still knocking to get into their room, door locked after everyone left, yeah...ha.
However, because I hauled ass so well going down 4 flights of stairs and back up those 4 flights, all after being asleep as of 30 seconds prior, I had finally gone outside and couldn't stop coughing. Yeah, one of those 'amg I think meh throat is bleedin' type of deals. I'm still kinda fighting it, which doesn't help with the insomnia, so I'm hoping the Jello does.
That means, after a bottle of Mountain Dew, a big can of Rockstar energy drink, the adrenaline from running up and down 4 flights of stairs, coughing up blood and an extra lung, and trying to sleep in a hot room...this whole sleeping thing isn't really happening. :(
Kill Me Nowwwwww
XDIS homework marathon night.
Started at 4pm.
Ended at 11:57pm.
1 Rockstar and 1 Mountain Dew consumed.
3 papers due.
3 turned in on time.
Holy. Shit. I don't think I should try that again....it'll probably happen, but oh well.
And amg, I feel like my stomach's about to punch its way out of my body....I still can't tell whether it was from the caffeine, the stress of the homework, or the massive amounts of food that I consumed. I don't know why Hot Canadian Bacon has to be such a kickass cook, but he made potatoes, steak, and carrots, then proceeded to describe everything he did to them to the point that all I could think was foooooooood.... :9
It was effin' delicious. So much so, he gave me seconds. Which was more than he gave me the first time. But the second time was when it set in, and ohhh hell....I'm still feeling the effects. D:
I'm still feeling that Rockstar and Mountain Dew, too. I've been shaking since 11pm, and now it's just past 1am...holy crap. And I have to be up by 9 to go to Sioux Falls with the family to get my replacement lens, then probably do whatever...oh yeah, I need to fix the choker for my Alice outfit. :3
Sad thing is I have to be back by the night, but oh well. I can get things done pretty quickly. Apparently I was able to write three papers in about 8 hours...which was actually a lot short than that, considering the amount of procrastination and multitasking I was doing. :P
And since I was here at the front desk the whole time...yeah, HCB didn't help matters. Mostly with the food. But as I think between the studying and exhaustion, he's getting that semi-irritatedness that he had the other night again. You can tell that he gets frustrated when he has to work...and if that's a reaction to when he's got 100 problems, bitch included...well then. o.o
....aha, he's now going to bed. Supposedly. Lulz. And I'm still hyped up on sugar! Which will probably mean shower time before I go to sleep, then home. :3
Started at 4pm.
Ended at 11:57pm.
1 Rockstar and 1 Mountain Dew consumed.
3 papers due.
3 turned in on time.
Holy. Shit. I don't think I should try that again....it'll probably happen, but oh well.
And amg, I feel like my stomach's about to punch its way out of my body....I still can't tell whether it was from the caffeine, the stress of the homework, or the massive amounts of food that I consumed. I don't know why Hot Canadian Bacon has to be such a kickass cook, but he made potatoes, steak, and carrots, then proceeded to describe everything he did to them to the point that all I could think was foooooooood.... :9
It was effin' delicious. So much so, he gave me seconds. Which was more than he gave me the first time. But the second time was when it set in, and ohhh hell....I'm still feeling the effects. D:
I'm still feeling that Rockstar and Mountain Dew, too. I've been shaking since 11pm, and now it's just past 1am...holy crap. And I have to be up by 9 to go to Sioux Falls with the family to get my replacement lens, then probably do whatever...oh yeah, I need to fix the choker for my Alice outfit. :3
Sad thing is I have to be back by the night, but oh well. I can get things done pretty quickly. Apparently I was able to write three papers in about 8 hours...which was actually a lot short than that, considering the amount of procrastination and multitasking I was doing. :P
And since I was here at the front desk the whole time...yeah, HCB didn't help matters. Mostly with the food. But as I think between the studying and exhaustion, he's getting that semi-irritatedness that he had the other night again. You can tell that he gets frustrated when he has to work...and if that's a reaction to when he's got 100 problems, bitch included...well then. o.o
....aha, he's now going to bed. Supposedly. Lulz. And I'm still hyped up on sugar! Which will probably mean shower time before I go to sleep, then home. :3
Friday, October 22, 2010
Losing My Muchness
Productivity isn't in my vocabulary today...I've had pretty much the entire evening to work on it, but do I? Of course not. Haaa...
Last night wasn't too bad at the front desk. I at least had Michelle and Terrance to keep me company through most of it. I did have one interesting experience though, I had one of 3rd Beede's residents named Danny say that he needed to ask me a question. It went something like this:
Danny: I have a ? for you
Me: Yesssss?
Danny: Will you be my gf?
Danny: lol
Danny: jk
Me: Bahahaha!
Danny: but really
(Pause that went much longer than expected)
Danny: do you know any notary of the publics?
It was a very funny joke, but if he weren't....I'd have no effin' clue what I'd do. Other than say no. Because honestly, I'm not lowering my standards again. And one of those standards is that the guy is older than me. :/
I was totally gonna tell Hot Canadian Bacon about it that night, too, but he never came back to the front desk. Apparently he had spent the rest of the night cursing out managerial finance, as he hates anything involving numbers. Ironic, since he's getting a master's in business. :P
Speaking of which, HCB was in a bad mood tonight. I'd been at the front desk when he finally came back from the library (or where I assumed he had been), only to be promptly attacked from all sides by Kati, Bobbi and Alex about receipts and charge cards for programming crap. He looked tired as it was, but damn...I rolled on over to him in meh chair, and was there for all of three seconds when he said "I don't wanna talk about it" and walked off. So I sat there and stared after him with the look of o.o
Although, I wasn't going to bother him about it. Didn't send a text or follow after him. If he wants to talk, he knows he can...and he sort of did. About ten, fifteen minutes later after I went back to my room, I got a text from him actually apologizing for being so short with me earlier. I guess I was more surprised than anything else that he'd been willing to apologize right then, much less realize that he really kinda was. I just told him that it was cool, and that I'd either expected it a little or just knew that he was being worked too hard. But I made sure he knew that if he needed anything, I had his back. :P Even though I do kinda know that he would've sent that text to anyone, because he does have his guilty moments. There's been times that he'd say he won't go and keep Michelle company while she smokes outside because he has homework, and he'd go and do it anyway because he'd feel guilty. But it's better than nothing.....mostly because for a short time I'd wondered if he was actually mad at me about something. :/
Then later we went to Dairy Queen with Michelle and Jessie. And yes, it was a glorious trip filled with way too much food for 10 pm. :P
And just because I can point it out, sometimes I feel like I take one step forward and two steps back. Just sayin'. Freaking blondes...
Fuck, I'm watching Alice in Wonderland and I'm having a hard time staying awake. Moreso because I still have homework to finish up, or at least some of it. D:
Double fuck, it's almost 3:30 and I still want to shower. Do I dare put off the paper portion again so that I can actually get some sleep? Gah.... :/
Last night wasn't too bad at the front desk. I at least had Michelle and Terrance to keep me company through most of it. I did have one interesting experience though, I had one of 3rd Beede's residents named Danny say that he needed to ask me a question. It went something like this:
Danny: I have a ? for you
Me: Yesssss?
Danny: Will you be my gf?
Danny: lol
Danny: jk
Me: Bahahaha!
Danny: but really
(Pause that went much longer than expected)
Danny: do you know any notary of the publics?
It was a very funny joke, but if he weren't....I'd have no effin' clue what I'd do. Other than say no. Because honestly, I'm not lowering my standards again. And one of those standards is that the guy is older than me. :/
I was totally gonna tell Hot Canadian Bacon about it that night, too, but he never came back to the front desk. Apparently he had spent the rest of the night cursing out managerial finance, as he hates anything involving numbers. Ironic, since he's getting a master's in business. :P
Speaking of which, HCB was in a bad mood tonight. I'd been at the front desk when he finally came back from the library (or where I assumed he had been), only to be promptly attacked from all sides by Kati, Bobbi and Alex about receipts and charge cards for programming crap. He looked tired as it was, but damn...I rolled on over to him in meh chair, and was there for all of three seconds when he said "I don't wanna talk about it" and walked off. So I sat there and stared after him with the look of o.o
Although, I wasn't going to bother him about it. Didn't send a text or follow after him. If he wants to talk, he knows he can...and he sort of did. About ten, fifteen minutes later after I went back to my room, I got a text from him actually apologizing for being so short with me earlier. I guess I was more surprised than anything else that he'd been willing to apologize right then, much less realize that he really kinda was. I just told him that it was cool, and that I'd either expected it a little or just knew that he was being worked too hard. But I made sure he knew that if he needed anything, I had his back. :P Even though I do kinda know that he would've sent that text to anyone, because he does have his guilty moments. There's been times that he'd say he won't go and keep Michelle company while she smokes outside because he has homework, and he'd go and do it anyway because he'd feel guilty. But it's better than nothing.....mostly because for a short time I'd wondered if he was actually mad at me about something. :/
Then later we went to Dairy Queen with Michelle and Jessie. And yes, it was a glorious trip filled with way too much food for 10 pm. :P
And just because I can point it out, sometimes I feel like I take one step forward and two steps back. Just sayin'. Freaking blondes...
Fuck, I'm watching Alice in Wonderland and I'm having a hard time staying awake. Moreso because I still have homework to finish up, or at least some of it. D:
Double fuck, it's almost 3:30 and I still want to shower. Do I dare put off the paper portion again so that I can actually get some sleep? Gah.... :/
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
I'm Most Productive at 2 AM...
I don't know if I'm going to blog about Monday. I admit, I fucked up Sunday night, and I think I paid for it all of Monday. So to cover the past couple of hours....
I've been surprisingly studious tonight, getting things done! I managed to type up the stories for the Honors Association tunnel tours and email them to Katie, then find and edit the rules to Beede's Quidditch match they're going to hold on Halloween....oh yes, fun story there. We thought up of having a Quidditch match. Those who were most interested were Laurel and the rest of Beede staff (of course not Mick, we can't get shit done most of the time :P ), and Hot Canadian Bacon was totally on board with it. What was I able to bring to the table? Oh yeah, Sioux Falls Quidditch League. So I found the rules on the Facebook page and let Laurel & HCB edit the rules so that it fit their match. I then edited it in Word and emailed/printed a copy for HCB. Oh yesssssss.
The rest of the night has been a study session. HCB and I took residence in the HD office, where he's working on his notes for tomorrow's test and I'm working on French and, well, everything else. :P
Granted, we're on totally opposite sides of the room. Which is how I'm able to get away with this whole blogging biz. But hey, at least he doesn't have his headphones in this time...
I've been surprisingly studious tonight, getting things done! I managed to type up the stories for the Honors Association tunnel tours and email them to Katie, then find and edit the rules to Beede's Quidditch match they're going to hold on Halloween....oh yes, fun story there. We thought up of having a Quidditch match. Those who were most interested were Laurel and the rest of Beede staff (of course not Mick, we can't get shit done most of the time :P ), and Hot Canadian Bacon was totally on board with it. What was I able to bring to the table? Oh yeah, Sioux Falls Quidditch League. So I found the rules on the Facebook page and let Laurel & HCB edit the rules so that it fit their match. I then edited it in Word and emailed/printed a copy for HCB. Oh yesssssss.
The rest of the night has been a study session. HCB and I took residence in the HD office, where he's working on his notes for tomorrow's test and I'm working on French and, well, everything else. :P
Granted, we're on totally opposite sides of the room. Which is how I'm able to get away with this whole blogging biz. But hey, at least he doesn't have his headphones in this time...
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Today Is a Good Day
Hmmm, how to sum up today.....it was pretty much amazing, despite this headache that decided to form now. To start, I went to bed at 3am (as per usual pretty much). Woke up at 9am. Stayed in bed till 9:30. Finally rolled out of bed to prep for my adventure to Sioux Falls with Sam and Jean. Found out that Sam didn't wake up till 10, wait for her to come pick me up, and we hit the road at 10:45. Our blessed road adventures then involved many Canada jokes, singing badly to Sam's iPod, and rocking out to cheesy pop and hip hop music. Oh yes!
Our first and main stop was at the mall. Had to wander around the entire thing so we could make all the stops, which included visiting Sam's friend John as he worked at Hollister and wandering through Abercrombie & Fitch. It was so amusing, we walked into Abercrombie and Sam & Jean start coughing up a storm from the cologne. I apparently just stop breathing to ignore it. :P We also did some Halloween shopping at the Halloween Boutique and Spencer's. Lots of debating about what to get for Sam and Jean, but it was worth it!
Best shopping of the day: Victoria's Secret. Oh yesss. I'd told myself that I'm going to walk out with SOMETHING from the store, and indeed I did. Three pairs of underwear and a bra to match one of them. Bright red. Holy crap. :3
We then went over to Last Stop CD Shop to see if I could find a cheap copy of Alice in Wonderland. Sad thing was they didn't have a standard copy available, but they checked the Blue-ray copies...and whadya know, they had a Blue-ray/standard/digital copy disc available. $15. I snagged that shit up so fast... :D
However, now Sam likes to call Hot Canadian Bacon my boytoy. I don't know what to think about that...I told them that he doesn't like me that way, as far as I can tell at least. And he still believes that he can't date any of the other staff, much less students. But if he were....amg. :3
Speaking of which, still on the fence. He's still on the belief that of the women he's attracted to, it's the psychotic/bitchy women. Or at least the ones where you don't know they're psychotic till much later. I figured why not try and threw out there "Vicious?" And he nodded slowly staring off into space. The amusing part? He said the reason I'm his #2 on his desperate-measures-to-get-American-citizenship-CA-marriage list was all because of the viciousness, right behind Sarah. He's yet to update that list lately, so hmm. >.>
Sarah is so very accident prone, too....with her sleepwalking and anxiety medications to help her sleep, she had a nice large scrape just below her eye when she showed up for CA class today. Our running joke since then was that I punched her in the eye, and that's how she got it. I'm quite proud of my work then, lol! And yes, it's a joke I'll take pride in, considering I've actually never punched anyone in the face...plus I'm not exactly built for it. Too damn small to throw a decent punch. :P
Also, random fact: Apparently Thursday night was a lot crazier than I knew. Could we say...HCB's staff member Dillon may want to duck quicker the next time HCB goes in to kiss him on the cheek. Bahaha!
Our first and main stop was at the mall. Had to wander around the entire thing so we could make all the stops, which included visiting Sam's friend John as he worked at Hollister and wandering through Abercrombie & Fitch. It was so amusing, we walked into Abercrombie and Sam & Jean start coughing up a storm from the cologne. I apparently just stop breathing to ignore it. :P We also did some Halloween shopping at the Halloween Boutique and Spencer's. Lots of debating about what to get for Sam and Jean, but it was worth it!
Best shopping of the day: Victoria's Secret. Oh yesss. I'd told myself that I'm going to walk out with SOMETHING from the store, and indeed I did. Three pairs of underwear and a bra to match one of them. Bright red. Holy crap. :3
We then went over to Last Stop CD Shop to see if I could find a cheap copy of Alice in Wonderland. Sad thing was they didn't have a standard copy available, but they checked the Blue-ray copies...and whadya know, they had a Blue-ray/standard/digital copy disc available. $15. I snagged that shit up so fast... :D
However, now Sam likes to call Hot Canadian Bacon my boytoy. I don't know what to think about that...I told them that he doesn't like me that way, as far as I can tell at least. And he still believes that he can't date any of the other staff, much less students. But if he were....amg. :3
Speaking of which, still on the fence. He's still on the belief that of the women he's attracted to, it's the psychotic/bitchy women. Or at least the ones where you don't know they're psychotic till much later. I figured why not try and threw out there "Vicious?" And he nodded slowly staring off into space. The amusing part? He said the reason I'm his #2 on his desperate-measures-to-get-American-citizenship-CA-marriage list was all because of the viciousness, right behind Sarah. He's yet to update that list lately, so hmm. >.>
Sarah is so very accident prone, too....with her sleepwalking and anxiety medications to help her sleep, she had a nice large scrape just below her eye when she showed up for CA class today. Our running joke since then was that I punched her in the eye, and that's how she got it. I'm quite proud of my work then, lol! And yes, it's a joke I'll take pride in, considering I've actually never punched anyone in the face...plus I'm not exactly built for it. Too damn small to throw a decent punch. :P
Also, random fact: Apparently Thursday night was a lot crazier than I knew. Could we say...HCB's staff member Dillon may want to duck quicker the next time HCB goes in to kiss him on the cheek. Bahaha!
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