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SUMMESTER WANES:
As the fall ends, my slacking student friends desperately start studying more which means I rent movies. The main character in the award winning film "Amelie" that I adore was also in this movie "He loves me, he loves me not". Even though I had to read subtitles it was a great change of pace flick where they told the same story of unrequited love two ways, one if he loved her and another if he loved her not.
Another consequence of the ending of the semester is we have to say goodbye to some special peps like the legendary Rhetta, and in this case the short-lived friendship with Vball Mike. Though some people don’t have my Peter Pan lifestyle and must be lame and grow up, the kewl ones come back to visit Happy Valley, like Dica who returned this weekend (Unfortunately, I have no pics of Dica’s visit).
THE GATHERING:
Dicke didn't want to call this going away shindig a party, rather he called it a gathering. This makes me wonder what nutty escapades he expects from a true party. Sign me up for that bad boy! Vball Mike was the guest of honor so he wore a tiara; I had no reason to but I wore a random clip-on ear ring for part of the night to the delight of Nicole. Oh wait, she hated it—tee-he. Does this mean that Nicole has latent transgender issues. Oh well.
Before we set up beer pong matches like Rachel & Carson verses Rick & Aaron, we played real ping pong on the Petey's old table. Brooke edged over me in a close game after a steadfast victory over Vball Mike. With this momentum, you'd think Brooke would dominate with Vball Mike as her partner in ping pong doubles, sadly no. Playing confined tag-team table tennis at work adds up, and led to my definitive victory. Hooray for me and teamwork!!
EVERYONE SOCIALIZE:
People cycled in and out during the drinking card game "Circle of Death", leaving Kate and I as the only stagnant players. It was a first time I've gone through the entire deck without anybody dropping any cards for a penalty. It was freaky on a cosmic scale. Kate and I were like Jedis reigning order over evil in the Circe of Death. I always thought Kate and I were evil so maybe it was professional curtsy.
Meanwhile, Brooke snuck in some CDs to dance to because Dicke broke his computer moving it from his bedroom to the living room. You’d think you could expect more from a computer scientist. Way to go dork!!
Still, more of my comments about the music go to Brooke for playing songs that were old when I was young. You don't go to parties and hear 80s tunes followed by the theme song to Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles nearly enough. Rock on party girl!!
Still it was clutch that Brooke brought any music after the Dicke computer debacle. Usually we use Steve’s mp3 player to run tunes but I don’t think he brought it to the party. I guess I didn’t mention that Steve came up for the weekend which was great but I failed to go to Indian Pavilion for good eats with him. He did seem to keep Nicole amused which was much appreciated.
FEET OF FURY, LORD OF THE RINGS, OR JUST AMY'S GIANT ASS?: When Amy snuck up behind me for a warm "I'm here" hug from behind, I offered her a "foot" shaped ring I got in Canada. I gave her the foot ring in honor of the foot pictures I took of Amy before. Generally, I think feet are the ugliest part of the human body. You agree with me, right? I mean there is no such thing as good looking feet, only somewhat okay feet and nasty feet like my old roommate Heverly's that looked like it would burst into blood and puss at any moment. Ick, right?
Perhaps it would have been more fitting to bequeath Amy a giant butt-shaped ring, but that would have to cover all her knuckles to be fittingly large enough to represent her giant ass and PSU doesn't allow brass knuckles--hehe. Amy told me to hold onto the foot ring until she left, which of course meant it was destroyed in some freakish accident caused by invisible monsters during the party, I swear. A Frodo I am not; I could not hold onto the ring and now Amy’s butt is doomed to grow forever.
HEAT THINGS UP:
I’m all for using instinct, impulse and imagination but sometimes the directions on food items should be adhered to. This advice only goes to others and should never be applied to me. When I was in college, my neighbors tried to use scorching dorm water to boil a lobster which killed it but didn't cook it. Today, Kate and Brooke tried to make Jell-O Shots in the dorm without the boiling water (which they could have gotten using the microwave).
We ended up with gritty un-gelatinized green Jell-O shots. Granted, that didn't stop Genny and I from enjoying them. At our first shot I joked around with Genny "There's someone making out in the other room and it's not you." I didn't know the couple that was hooking up. Apparently this was the culmination of a semester's worth of sexual tension. Most of the rest of the people released there tension with a giant "Lets smack each other in the ass" game. Luckily Vball Mike got his licks in.
Well, we'll miss u Vball Mike!
SAT======>
MOVIE DRAMA:
Saturday Nicole and I saw the vampire movie "Blade Trinity" expecting sci fi plot, comic book horror and state of the art fighting scenes. What we got was all that and a bonus of some excellent humor. For its genre, Blade Trinity is a quality film, though I wouldn’t suggest it to the average Jane on the street. On the way out of the downtown theater, the fates bumped us into the always engaging crew of RuchaCat who recently turned 21. I couldn’t deny serendipity so I agreed to go with them to the bar "Anthony's Big Easy" where we waited for Dica who was watching Ocean’s 12 with her boyfriend.
DRAMA BECAUSE OF THE MOIVE:
Nicole was being super lame, and didn't really know anyone, so she took off. She was pissed because the night before I told Kate I'd see "Ocean's 12" in the morning with her. I did this because I knew that Nicole wanted to see it assuming this would a treat for Nicole. Apparently, Nicole wanted to see it with just me, and couldn't see it with Kate because she had a group meeting at the same time. I told Nicole it was sad, but I'd go without her. In the end I didn't see the movie because Kate was still ripped from previous party night.
Eventually Nicole and I went to see the movie Blade Trinity because BK invited us to join him and we watched Blade II together. I totally forgot Trinity came out. This peeved Nicole more because she still wanted to see Ocean's 12 which ended up being sold out. To top everything I didn't buy Nicole popcorn because I was already sitting when she returned from the bathroom. I wasn't about to get up when the previews started.
I think girls are human beings and I shouldn't disempower them by pampering them, especially to my inconvenience when they can easily do it their selves. If you think I'm a jerk, then you are probably a lazy girl, or you're a guy who's a wuss that bores women and tries to win them over with shallow unoriginal manipulative politeness that rarely works. I mean don’t be abusive to girls, but treat them as your equal which means not putting up with stuff and teasing them about it so you both can laugh. It was sad that we couldn’t go see the movie Nicole wanted, but it wasn’t like I did anything to sabotage Ocean’s 12. We’ll see it eventually and Dica said it wasn’t as great as the hype.
DICA RETURNS:
ANYwho, without Nicole the night continued. This was the third time in a row that I went to Sleasy (The Big Easy) without anybody in my group buying a drink because Celery decided to take off to another bar while the rest of use ventured towards "Cafe 210" in the cold to reunite with Dica. Before she left, Celery punched me for a comment I made in her absence. I said Celery was the hottest girl I've ever met with absolutely no game. I'm pretty sure Celery didn't know that I knew she had a boyfriend at this juncture, but more about that later.
PEOPLE WATCHING:
After some quick reacquainting with RuchaCat, Dica, Vidhi, Abha and such, I spent most of my time people-watching with Alice. At first we tried to figure out if the lead singer playing at Café 210 was a guy or a girl. Last vote count said it was it was a she, but the jury is still deliberating.
The funniest thing Alice and I saw people-watching was a couple forming that I could only describe as the lame hooking up with the lamer. If I ever saw two goofier people with no game hook up I'd swear I was watching a Disney movie. The two lovers were cursed and would transform into beautiful royalty if only they realize it’s the inside counts. I don't know why the romance of these two strangers was so fascinating, funny, and heartwarming to me, but it was. I guess I like the thought that everyone who tries can get a chance at love.
In perspective, I was probably like that lame guy once. I never really had Trouble trying though; I just tried the completely wrong things. Now I'm glad I know a few more things that give me a better chance of positively interacting with woman on an attraction level with skills rather than being afraid or just trying the wrong things. If you're a guy in a rut and are willing to really try new things, let me know and I'll bestow some of my pearls of wisdom. Here's a free one, don't be a predictable, polite wuss; be cocky, funny, and tease a girl so she wants to come to you.
THE USUALLY GRUELING GAME OF WHATS NEXT:
Surprisingly standing outside of Cafe 210 in the bitter cold trying to figure out what to do next was more fun than the bars. At first it was just debating over breaking up the group or doing something together. Then, when most of us seemed to decide to go to Vidhi's, it became a "do we wait for Celery who is still at another bar or not" battle.
Suddenly, RuchaCat exploded on her friends for previously accusing her of being anorexic. I took some perverse joy in this because RuchaCat is just so damn entertaining when she's passionately talking about anything, serious or not. I didn't take the acquisitions seriously because I could never imagine RuchaCat passing up something good to eat, or that she would fall into that unhealthy mindset. Also most people who are anorexic have my deepest sympathies but are typecast as perfectionists or people prone to panic which doesn't describe RuchaCat.
Surprisingly, contrarily to her impulsive erratic explosive persona, I see RuchaCat as having more self control than most. For example, she gave up meat for a long period of time just to see if she could do it. I fully trust RuchaCat and believe her when she said she is just eating healthier. I could probably take a page from her book, but I'd never admit that to her. I was just happy to see her arguing with someone who wasn’t me, and amused by the firey nature she burst out with.
After the drama, which I don't mean to say was very big, fizzled away, people were playing the always entertaining game of I want to be the last person to hug Dica. An unintentional effect of this was keeping us chilling in a cold for a while. Finally we broke towards Vidhi's place, but I wanted to get my car which was by the theater. This lead to the type of antics that only happen to me...
AM I FAT?:
Speed walking down College Ave. to my car, I surveyed a group of people rejoicing a block away. From the cheers, it was easy to determine that a guy just proposed to his love and she accepted. Both were slightly inebriated, but it was real because there was a ring. When the two people in front of me walked by the couple, the drunken girl said "I just got engaged!!" and the strangers cheered and appropriately said "Congratulations".
Keying off his new fiancé, it was the newly-engaged man who turned to me and said, "Hey I just got engaged!!" Humorously, I said, "Really? When's the baby due?"
In her drunken state the girl was quite confused, "What?"
Of course, I just kept walking and overheard her query the man, "What did he say?"
He replied, "He asked when the baby was due."
"What baby?"
"He was just saying that you were pregnant and that's why we got married."
"Pregnant?, I'm not pregnant. Does he think I'm fat!!" --Hahahahah, I love the Trouble I cause.
I FEEL THE NEED FOR PEE:
After I return my car home, I shuffled over to Vidhi's but misinterpreted her directions which normally wouldn't be a problem but my new cell phone ngage batter died. I guess I was playing NCAA football on it too much the day before waiting for Tia's music recital which I went to an hour before because I misinterpreted the time of the show. Adding to the drama was the fact that I had the need to pee. I didn't do at my place because I didn't want to wake Nicole.
Since I'm the genius type, I started sniffing around until I found a mailbox inside a house that said Vidhi and a number which made me think she lived on the second floor of that building. When I got upstairs I saw a number 2. This meant second floor, right? So I opened the door to find Vidhi's room. It turned out that I was in someone else’s house who left their door open. Nobody was home.
I couldn't control it anymore so I just peed in their bathroom and left. In my rush, I couldn't find the second light to turn off. I think I left the toilet seat up too. Finally, I went back the first floor and knocked on that door to ask if they knew where Vidhi's place was. They didn’t know Vidhi, but gave me enough of a clue to realize the mailbox was in this house, but Vidhi lived next door.
MEAT THE BOYFRIEND:
After the joys of telling the two stories to the others at Vidhi’s, I munched on some popcorn and met Celery's new boyfriend while they made ice cream. In retaliation to my accusation that she was game-less, Celery pulled a, "Do you think I have game now?", and I just brutally replied, "You'll find a way to mess this up, don't worry."
Later I realized I might have been wrong. Celery, was the hottest girl with no game which is in little dispute, but this girl in front of me was different than that girl I remember. That girl from before once couldn't say the word "blowjob". This Celery was still relationshiply-awkward, not wanting to call the guy her boyfriend in girlish fashion to not jinx it, but I must commend that she did have a guy who seemed to be kewl. This means Celery has more game that I did at her age.
What has changed with Celery, I thought to acquire this game? Then in a flash of brilliant deduction, it hit me like a stalk of wet Celery. Celery is no longer a vegetarian. My 6 year campaign finally got to her. With some meat in her system, the crave for meat has....well you can fill in the blank. She got the man!!
Per usual, most people started dropping like flies leaving RuchaCat and I the last few alive watching Bruce Lee until the good part of the flick was done. My favorite part is when the one fighter replied to the villian who asked what he’d do when he was defeated. “Bullshit Mr. Handman, I’ll be too busy looking good!” Alice reclaimed her pot from Vidhi, and since I'm such a great guy, I drove everyone home.
Wow that was a super blog, though I guess I should call this an online journal to be correct. What a great weekend, just wish I had a camera for the later part.
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