|What a day and its only 15:00 hours.|
2003-11-04 10:16:07 ET
I had my second computer arch midterm today and boy am I fed up. The professor put material on there that he taught as recently as thursday, the one day I didn't show up to class cause I was so fed up going to his shitty lectures.
I like the class (work, material and subject matter) but I don't think I like the professor much or the way he teaches. He doesn't even say hi to me when I see him in the hallways, I say hi to him! I understand he has more than 100 kids to teach but his greet deficiency has been tested only 15 minutes after class. Well, I think I piss him off too, I was forced to ask him a funky question on the test today.
He looks like the pepperridge farm guy!
In other news, I saw Slayer Girl on the boat going in this morning. Shes this girl (that listens metal, some nu:-/ ) that I've known from the commute for atleast the last two years. I actually started talking to her a year ago and we bump into eachother occasionally. YES, she has a boyfriend and hes in a band (God Forbid, havent heard them yet but they've been around)
I'm also looking real foward to seeing King Diamond friday. If anyone wants to come with, let me know asap! Hmm, I think the comments thing was acting a bit screwy. Fix dammit!
|I wanna be like...|
2003-11-03 22:47:32 ET
This is the best website ever!
|M4D CH1X II (La Villa Strangiatto)|
2003-11-01 21:35:37 ET
I didn't even start studying. Just cleaning pots all night and talking to mom.
Well, we got to the olive garden but no one from the group was there to be found. I really had to pee and the first thing Tommy does is order a round from the bar in this joint. We walked around plenty to get here (through blocked off streets and all that) so I was pretty disappointed that no one was to be found.
It turns out that the mens room was closed so they just had everyone use the ladies room for awhile. They moderated it so that only either guys or girls were in there at any particular time. I scoured the bathroom for a bit looking for a urinal but there was nothing to be found. I thought it would be in the wheelchair stall for some reason but it wasn't. Well, I don't like urinals anyways!
So, two beers later, the rest show up and I begin to hear the sound of my own voice. I sound like Paul Stanley from KISS!
We somehow got a table pretty promptly. Since three of us were already drinking at the bar, they just pushed us ahead the long line of people waiting outside.
I knew this place was expensive but I only had $9.00 in cash so I ended up using the emergency plastic to pay for my garlic bread slices with some fancy dip (I was informed an hour and half after ordering that they ran out of artechokes).
It was fun times nontheless. Sweet beautiful Fina modestly claims I behaved myself last night but I remember differently. God knows that the only thing that I could see was her belly button. Everything else just looked hazy. Fina looked like Peter Criss from KISS and so did her brother Rob.
Well, heres me in my other costume. That being me as my brother Ron
...and thats Katrina as a dead school girl. Special thanx to RTF for the images of last night.
|M4D CH1X II (La Villa Strangiatto)|
2003-11-01 18:47:17 ET
I went to the parade as a cross between Iron Maiden's mascot Ed hunter and Geddy Lee. I met the posse at penn station. This posse included Enamon, his twin leo, and their friends from barbelith.com. One of these barbelith friends dragged with her an Irish american man named Tommy. Me and him got along quite nicely. He seemed to like my minimal costume (ie, I wasn't dressed as a chick like many at the parade).
There were M4D CH1X at the starting point of the parade. There was even a "dancer" on one of the floats! Tommy had me throw her 5 bux... Fucken A!
After standing around for more than half an hour, it was decided that we move towards the front of the very DENSE crowd. Tommy, myself and 'Dippy" got seperated from the others. After we gave up hope of rejoining them anytime soon, Tommy brought up the idea of finding his bar! Well, we found it and had a couple of beers. By the time I started talking to a female, "Dippy" (aka Joel) got in touch with the twins via cell phone. It was great though, and Jimmys' a great guy! I really apreciated the drinks. It turns out "Dippy" used to goto polytechnicle school like me. He commutes from Queens to goto CSI (College of Staten Island) these days. He was even on the boat that crashed over two weeks ago.
After only two rounds, it was decided that we leave to meet up with everyone else at the end of the parade route. Now, it was only two beers and I was already pissed-drunk.
1) Empty Stomach
2) I havent really drank since the summer
So my tolerance was way off. The sad thing is, my memory works the same drunk as it would if I was sober. Therefore, I can actually hold some regrets of my drunken stuper. So, we walked 6th ave (?) saying to all the ladies "HOW YOU DOIN!?" By the time we got to 22nd street, Dippy somehow got information that the rest of the group were in a Olive Garden on the corner of 22nd at 5th. *to be continued, time to study*
|I don't do quizzes.|
2003-10-29 07:20:49 ET
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