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In NYC I rode the subway directly home from drinking.
Origami Bowl
If you have been in class with me you have probably been annoyed by me making origami boxes to hold pencil shavings (so I can sharpen pencils at my desk). You have to have something to do to keep awake when the professor is teaching to the bottom third of the class.
Anyway, This “bowl” design seems like it might be a little more straightforward. I should start precutting origami paper out of old notes and handouts now.
Props to boing boing for this 2003 link!
So… seriously, how was it?
jessepmullan: so I went on a date with a woman from the personals tonight. we had set up the whole walker thing and all, but I mentioned in an email that I was doing a dallas orbiter double header, and she was all “I love dallas orbiter” and I was all “let’s go! awesome!” and then when I was on the way downtown we talked on the phone and she was all “I met greg [the drummer] through the personals!” and I was all “whaaaaaaaaa?”
jessepmullan: hilarity ensued
jessepmullan: shit, I have to put my sheets in the dryer
I measured it. It was only had three ounces of tequila. It was just enough to mess up my typing, but not enough that I can’t retrieve the misplaced keys.
If I put on some semblance of pyjamamamas I can just go sleep on the couch downstairs with the Crazy Quilt and thadaklhsd a;sdfasdfasd
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There’s AC downstairs. It’s hot up here.
Okay, so a little while later I’m a little more sober again, and the honest answer is that I don’t think that she and I clicked very well. Also, I was thinking about someone else for the twenty minutes that I waited in Brits because I wanted that particular reader to show up instead. Great, now I’ve said too much. Maybe I’m not very sober at all.
So, how did it go?
Things that were lacking tonight:
- Orchestra Hall apparently does not have bass bins. There was no bass in the show. No bass drum. No bass guitar.
- Orchestra Hall apparently does not have hard alcohol
- Orchestra Hall apparently does not have ANY alcohol
I am going to go pour the rest of the bottle of tequila into the rest of the pitcher of orange juice.
By me I mean a woman and I
Scratch that — thanks to the magic of the internet, tonight is probable date night — if she gets my message saying yes to her message. I suppose that I should go shave now.
By us I mean me
Great, Stan is committed to helping Lisa paint at Marsha and Boot’s place. That means that I will be lost and alone in Brits, because I haven’t heard any other suggestions. Then again, I wouldn’t leave random anonymous suggestions on your blog, either.
Speaking of blogs, I’m annoyed by reverse sequential ordering. It makes it extra hard to read someone’s blog from the start. If that person has, for instance, a novel, you would have to actually work to read it in order. At some point I will rectify that failing in my blog with a “read from the start” link — but where would one start with my blog? I don’t think that anyone wants to read the posts that I imported from 1999 where I say “this is my server, bla bla bla.” I’m guessing that the really interesting stuff starts later, like the start or end of this school year, where I realized that for once I could say pretty much whatever I wanted because:
- My workplace doesn’t care
- I have three years before I will have to have a job where someone might care
- If a reader doesn’t like my writing, or worse, doesn’t find me funny: fuck ‘em! I invite very few people here, the rest are random individuals who came looking for something. I hope that you found what you were looking for, but if you haven’t, uh, well, this is all I have for you.
If you need me, I will be putting on my blue eyeshadow and heading out! (booze time is nine-ish, I think, since Polara plays at ten-ish. If you say hello I will buy you the beverage of your choice)
Note to Paul: Super Karate Monkey Death Car.
Now It’s On
Big money! Big money! No whammies! TCF finally accepted my leftover loan money! It’s pony time!
Too Many Words
Paul (who is one of my most dedicated readers) says that I use too many words. I think that I am already way over my limit on this one, but here are three that he will definitely read:
PAUL IS AWESOME!
He might also read any words involving monkeys, ninjas, pirates, robots, or robot monkey ninja death pirates, especially if the robot monkey ninja death pirate has been drinking. I know I would.