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Women again [Jun. 8th, 2006|05:51 pm]
.....so I randomly run into her at the bus stop just a few hours ago (classic I know), and she asks me to dinner. WTF. :)
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Women [Jun. 8th, 2006|12:39 am]
hey girls,

Why the hell would you go on a date that you wouldn't enjoy? Just got back from a movie double date with this girl that I'm pretty into, but the whole time she wasn't feeing it at all. But it's weird, because we have already hung out some, and I thought effectually gotten over the whole "first date" tension. But yeah, the movie was awful and my date was unenthused. I don't know if she doesn't want to get to know me this late in the quarter, or is only looking for a make-out buddy, or WAS only looking for a hookup. But why see me again, and then agree to go out a week later if you're going to be an freaking ice queen. Seriously, WTF?
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(no subject) [Jan. 27th, 2006|12:51 am]
this quarter is better than last quarter. It may even have the potential to be a positive experiance.
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(no subject) [Oct. 2nd, 2005|01:28 pm]
Matt and Kiyoi at the beach
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bravo [Jul. 29th, 2005|05:17 pm]
This is late, but Katie's beachouse extravaganza was an absolutely rockin' time. Just wow. Thanks so much. Also deserving of mention were Matthew's bbq burgers that were so good they gave me pause. The best damn burger's I've had in recent memory. Actually, there were a lot of things that happened that fit into that "most extreme in recent memory" category. Maybe pictures to follow if my computer doesn't blow up.
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things [May. 5th, 2005|12:58 am]
"Struggle for thy part. With all thy art."
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(no subject) [Apr. 11th, 2005|01:50 am]
Before:
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After (first since summer):
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Healthy leg:
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Atrophed leg:
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. I participated in a Cancer run this weekend, "Relay for Life" with a bunch of people from the floor, and it was basicly a huge party on the football field with hundreds of people camping out for 24 hours. In theory, someone from your "team" is supposed to be running on the track at all times. We definitely didn't make that, but it was alot of fun, and I managed to hobble a few laps on my giant boot after getting out of my cast 2 days earlier. It was a fun time, people brought movies, and food, and it was a party. People brought tvs and electronics, and i actually played some LAN halo, sitting on the football field at 1 am. it was odd and fun.
. Also that day, Micah came up to visit Davis, so i gave his Mother and sisters the grand tour... and did way more walking that i should have. My ankle was really hurting after that. But anyway, they took me out to dinner, and Micah and I went back to the relay until 2 in the morning hanging out, and i finally had an ally on the showtunes front. It's Ikhlas' birthday omorrow, and I got him RENT, so hopefully actually listens to it, and maybe even turns him around on the whole musical theater deal.
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(no subject) [Apr. 8th, 2005|01:08 am]
My cast was cut off today! Now I've got a knee high boot-thing that staps my leg in place, and it's got a pump to give my ankle support, just like those cool shoes back in the day. I can hobble around without my crutches now, but I'm faster with them. Physical theapy this week... and like, 5 hours of choir everyday. Gah. But really...I love it.

And Micah's coming up to check out Davis this weekend, so that'll be cool

And I'm doing a 24 hour cancer run/jogathon this weekend. The theory is that someone from your team is supposed to be running for all 24 hours. I think I'm mainly going o be on picnic duty.

And my birthday's on the 16th!

Here's a random picture from that good night while ago, the seredipidous jam session

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Ray singing and on guitar, Me singing and on keyboard, and Ikhlas on... air drums.

Yeah, I'm wearing a skater tee from back in those days.
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(no subject) [Apr. 5th, 2005|01:18 am]
Matt
Hanson
Julie
Alissa
Shelley
Lucia
Kiyoi
Elizabeth
Jacob
Beach
Skimming
Summer
Sun
no more meeting new people
people who know the words
$
disposable income
restaurants
being able to run
music in cars
driving
not thinking about the future
time and the freedom to use it
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10 weeks till Summer [Apr. 3rd, 2005|02:56 pm]
Whoa! Our dining commons (DC) has little information placards on the tables that get changed every few weeks, but how surprised was I to see this at dinner last night:

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The closest skim spot to Davis is the American river, but it got me all hot and bothered to go home and to have my leg get better FAST. Cast comes off Thursday the 7th!

Also... I had a really awesome time last night. Ikhlas and Ray (appartment-mates next year unless my dad screws it up...) and Emily and Jeff hung out in my room for like... 4 hours doing nothing but listening to each other's music, jamming with a guitar keyboard and singing. I had a moment where I was like "whoa, I'm being myself! And I'm in Davis!" You know you're among friends when you can bust out the falsetto and not be embarassed.
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(no subject) [Apr. 2nd, 2005|01:00 am]
[mood | aggravated]
[music |Megan got me into The Mountain Goats. "Cold Milk Bottle"]

"NASA’s Deep Impact spacecraft, launched in January of this year, and intended to make explosive contact with a passing comet, is now a threat to humans.

Hoping to study the difference between the interior of a comet’s nucleus and its surface, the spacecraft originally was directed toward the comet Tempel 1 to impact it violently and create a substantial crater. Scientist believe controlled cratering would allow a look deep into the interior of the comet and perhaps help science to theorize comets roles in the early evolution of the Earth. Now something has gone terribly wrong.

During scheduled communications with the probe on March 25th, technicians performed a bake-off of moisture in the barrel of the spacecraft’s High Resolution Instrument because its imaging ability was compromised. The bake-off failed to achieve perfect focus, and as if to reward effort with further insult, project managers now believe additional instructions transmitted to refine the crafts trajectory somehow became corrupted and the craft’s direction was altered to its current one. The craft has stopped responding altogether and is swiftly headed straight back to Earth.

Deep Impact is comprised of two parts; a flyby spacecraft and a smaller impactor which was to be released into the comet’s path causing a high-speed collision. The crater that would have been produced by the impactor was expected to range from the width of a house up to the size of a football stadium and be from two to 14 stories deep. Now, instead of meeting the comet Tempel 1, both the impactor and the craft it resides in are currently expected to impact Paris, France in early July.

“Right now it’s a lot of dumb weight headed toward the Eiffel Tower region“, said Dr. Michael A’Hearn of the University of Maryland and the mission leader. “Everyone on the science and engineering teams is getting very worried and dreading the encounter. But we can’t do anything to help at this time; Deep Impact remains completely unresponsive.”

If, as is expected, the craft strikes a highly populated area of Paris, the death toll could be substantial and the worst disaster in NASA’s history. It’s even possible the craft could crash in a remote area. Currently there is much uncertainty. The only agreement is that Deep Impact is on it’s way back home and not likely to impact any comets along the way."

THIS SORT OF APRIL FOOL'S SHIT AIN'T FUNNY DAYS AFTER I FIND OUT I'M GOING TO PARIS.  THIS SUMMER.  Haha, made me google...  jerkface.
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(no subject) [Mar. 31st, 2005|08:01 pm]
[mood | sad]

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As of Wednesday the 30th. I saw him open for Dave Attel and Lewis Black at the Arlington, and he showed them both up.
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(no subject) [Mar. 31st, 2005|12:35 pm]
[mood | ecstatic]

I just received an email from the French scholarship group saying
(in French):

"We regret to inform you that the two programs you selected as you first
choices for this summer have been filled to capacity. So please number the
following four in your order of preference."

I replied and did so, and I am fairly certain THIS MEANS I AM GOING TO
FRANCE THIS SUMMER. Perhaps as early as July 1st. Kick ass.
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(no subject) [Mar. 29th, 2005|12:37 pm]
          So sleeping until noon allows one to actually have dreams they remember, and I just had a freaking action packed one.

        I'm at Davis hanging around a big parking lot, and I'm trying to find a ride home for vacation.  There are other people around me with their luggage and stuff, but they KNOW how they're getting to wherever they're going, and there are taxis and airport shuttles around.  Suddenly I see someone I know in this particular dream played by Aaron Schmidt.  He's tearing across the campus, and I yell after him and he says "I've got to catch the van!  I've got to catch the van!"  He must be talking about a transport van that runs between Davis and Santa Barbara!  Short chase scene with me running flat ou trying not to lose sight of him so I know which lot to go to, to see if I can stiull buy a ticket.

      We eventually get to the lot, and I expect to see an idling van, waiting for the last person before they leave, but instead there's this scraggaly guy who just beginning to set out the "SB/DAVIS shuttle" sign.  So I say something like "You're going to Santa Barbara right?  Can I still buy a ticket?"  And the guy goes "We're not going to Santa Barbara, this trip we're going to stop a little north of there"  I point out that it says Santa Barbara on his sign and on his SB shuttle vest, but none of the other passengers seem too worried.  SO I ask one more time "where exactly is this van going?"  and he says "Tahoe.  It's East and North of Santa Barbara, but closer than here"   At this point driver's demeanor changes and he gets angry, wants to know if I'm coming or not, and then says I can't buy a ticket, that actually the van is full.  That's when I notice that on his photo ID driver badge, the photo is gone.  On the ID plaque in the car, the photo is also gone.  He starts the car without waiting for one of the passengers to load her luggage and starts to drive off, so I grabbed one of several little girls out of the open door I was next to.

       I'm carrying her across a huge parking lot now, trying to keep these big sycamore trees between the van and us, which is now idling through the rows and looks like it's coming after us.  Then it sees us, cuts across a row and through a bush so we know it's definitely after us.  I'm running across the lot, hoping he'll hit a tree or something, and eventually I get hit by the car while I'm carrying the girl, but I don't get hurt, just dazed for a while, and I keep running to the buildings at the other end of the lot.  There I see a (black) policeman/security guard who I call out to, but the driver is already oiut of the car and doing the same thing.

                  ...and then I wake up.

(c) Nick's subconscious

I should make a movie... I've already got the camera angles and everything
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(no subject) [Mar. 28th, 2005|01:08 pm]
         I just had a crazy Mock Trial dream.  Probably because I was hanging out with Kuhn, Hanson and Vogel (and Tozer and Micha and Ben playing Halo) but Shelley and Wayne were there, plus Elizabeth from SD and Meaghan from Davis.  SO that's the cast, and it was like, we were brought in to scrimmage some super smart kids from some experimental program, and it was all set in some dark Italian villa at night.  I was giving these kids advice, but they were a diversion from... SOMETHING... and Meaghan was in on it.  And then Elizabeth cheated with the time clock and cut our time short... and Shelley was yelling at Mr. Burrows who was talking to parents or scientists or something.  So my subconscious... WTF.   I woke up and thought about team from Washington for about 10 minutes.  I'm definitely doing something legal-ish next quarter, good lord Mock Trial is amazing.
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more trash [Mar. 9th, 2005|08:09 pm]
    I fully got accused of plagiarism today.  For my music history class, I worte a really fantastic paper about the musicality of Anthony Burgess' writing and use of Beethoven's music in in A Clockwork Orange (my favourate book).  It is definitely the best expository writing I've ever done.  My paper was way longer than the assignment was supposed to be, instead of 3-4 pages, it was 14 including a works cited, (musical) works mentioned and a glossary of Burgess' slang.  It's far easier to write about stuff you care about, and this book means a lot to me, so when I sat down for the few writing sessions it took, the words just kept coming.  I also did REALLY TRY on this paper.  I got him to alter the assignment for me, because I didn't want to write about Kubrik's movie version, and I got an extension coming off the month of mono.  I figured I had better do a good job after he cut me a break  Because I wrote it in a shorter time, and that it was much longer than he asked must have made him suspicious, so I got an "I want to talk to you after class" when he was passing papers back. 
    He asked me some simple questions about the content of the essay, and of course, I knw what I had written about, but I was so nervous, I was visibly shaken, and I just felt sad.  After I made it clear that I had written it, he gave me some very high praise, asked me if I was an English major, said I had a future as a writer, and said it would have been an  impressive paper coming from a graduate student.  That was pretty lofty sentiment coming from this professor who I really really hope I can still like.  I understand he was just doing his job, and that plagiarism is a different game than it was when he was in school, but having my integrity just called out like that hurt.  More than I thought it would.

...but instead of being kicked out of school I get an A+ and letter of rec whenever I please.

   In other news, my leg still sucks, and the people frolicking outside in the nice weather aren't doing anything to help my mood.  Humbug.  This quarter will be rememberer as having the mono month, and the broken leg month-and-a-half.  What rubbish.  And I'm out of the show I was doing.  This means I get to come home... and be in a cast for spring break.  And not be at the beach.
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this quarter had been trash. [Mar. 1st, 2005|12:01 am]
[mood | blank]
[music |Shenmue]

Going to try not to be long winded, so I'm going to bullet this.
  •  Need to not only update when I'm sad. Bummed out about my knee, istening to Shenmue music which nobody I know understands, and THAT bums me out a little. Childhood issues... Transferrance... videogame stigma... not happy times.  But the themes are important.
  • Had a an awesome weekend with Ikhlas and his family. Met his mom, hung out with his brothers, and got more muslim culture than I've had my entire life. Had amazing home cooked Pakistani and Indian food.
  •  Broke my leg being stupid at a party. Liiiitle bit drunk on a trampoline, peer pressure, and me being a dumbfuck. Broken tibia near my heel/ankle, and fibula at the knee. The hospital was far more fun than it should have been.
  • My friends up here are really cool. They take better care of me than I could imagine, and I don't know what I'd do without them.
  • Had a great talk with someone who DOES understand about transferrance. Weird being on the other side of a conversation that was a lot like the the Diana talks I had for years.
  • I really, really, really hope I'm ok to skimboard this summer.
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Ill [Feb. 11th, 2005|05:18 pm]
I have been sick for a month. A MONTH. The weekends when I couldn't go out just kept rolling by, and the weeks i did't go to class... and the 15 hours of sleep everyday only to wake to intolerable pain... argh. That has been my reality for the the past 4 weeks. I'm on the mend, but goddamn has it sucked.
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McGurkus not quite [Jan. 25th, 2005|01:42 am]

      I went to see Cirque Eloize last night.  I was the most... beautiful show I've seen.  ("What would Courtney be saying right now...")  Awe inspiring acrobats,  dancers, contortionists, strongmen,  trapeeze artists, and um... those guys that make human pyramids. (do they have a name?).   In case I haven't raved at you yet about how kick ass our new performing arts complex is, just um take my word or it.  It's better than your school's.  The athleticism and artistry of the performers and presentation was fantastic, and it had awesome French style (okok... Quebequoise)   with black and white sets and costumes with flashes of red with the props and lighting.  My favourite bit was a guy on stage dancing/spinning with a giant metal ring, rolling inside it like a cartwheeler, spinning and drumming on the table like a spinning quarter about to fall only to pull out of it at the last moment... gorgeous movement.  Another highlight was the acrobats using a teeter-totter... only it wasn't a teeter-totter, it was a catapult.  And they were doing what you imagine thy'd be doing (ya know, being acrobats and all) but it was rediculously impressive.  I want to take dance or gymnastics classes or something now.

     The show stopper was the final set peice, when the floor of the stage began to flood (Eloize means 'distant lightning' and the theme of the show was rain) there was a solo trapeeze artist on a ring who had taken of on a bare stage, but when she swung back and forth and skimmed her toes after swinging around in the air, she splashed and made trails in the shallow water that had covered the entire stage.  Then the acrobats came out and played aqua soccer... (with a fantastic color scheme, black and white with a brilliant red rubber ball) on the stage of the multi million dollar theater...When the surface was still it was surreal to see the performers reflections in a the shallow pool, ad when they splashed, the spray glistened in the lights.  Then it started to rain.  I didn't know you could do that in an auditorium.  Not the way they did it.  It was a beautiful show.  I makes me frustrated to think that they'll experience things I never will and in a sense are more alive than me because of the things they can do with their bodies.  Also, at the end, after house lights were up for about 30 seconds, they had a soft flick of the lights on stage over the water.  I was the only person in my group to see it, and I'm sure only one of a handful of people in the audience to appreciate the little Eloize, and it made me feel sad for non-theater people, the folk who were walking out impressed but uncaring.  I think my motto's gonna be "Ignorance is wack."

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The Sun [Jan. 22nd, 2005|04:09 pm]

     I havn't seen it in a while.  I miss the beach.  I've been staying up late every night and watching surfing movies, (Step Into Liquid, Endless Summer, Endless Summer II) and it's kinda a vicious cycle of goddamniwantogetoutofhere.   Went appartment hunting for next year and that made me pretty depressed. I found a site online that lists skim spots, and apparently there's inland skimming on the American River in Sac, so i might find drivers to go out there.

     I went to the Hella Capella show last night and our school got showed UP by the Berkeley and Santa Cruz groups.  Acapella videogame music :)  not orignal anymore, but it was quality.   Then went out with Ikhlas and went went to a party at someone's house.  We've been hanging out out with lots of gay people lately that we met through choir.  Most of them are full on queens, but they're nice folk.  I keep imagining 'what would Hanson be saying if he were here...'  So the few girl at the party that wern't gay were pretty cute, and John had told them to be all slutty so Ikhlas would drink, but then we found out they were skank-whores.  I dodged a bullet in that the girl I had been flirting with (non skank) ended up hitting on this other guy, but later threw up all over him.

 

I miss SB people.  All I want to do is go to the beach and have it be summer.  I just want to go skimming with Julie, Vogel, Kiz, Shelley, Devin, Jacob, Wilson, Duncan, Alissa, Justin.  And mess around on stage, and sing, and have bonfires till dawn.

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