September 22, 2003

• **Thanks to the guys across the street for dinner last night.  Special thanks to JORGE (LOOK!  I FIXED THE SPELLING?!  HELLO?  HELLO?!  DOESN'T ANYONE CARE?!!!) for preheating the oven and Eddie for opening the oven (risking burns to his hand), and taking the pizza out of the box.  Wow, you guys worked so hard (sarcasm).**

  
  

   

  
  

  Well, my long streak of not going to the beach abruptly ended Saturday when Eddie totally pulled the whining-baby-guilt-trip tactic on my ass over AIM.  So I ended up going to Dockweiler (sp?  Is that even the right name?) with Eddie, Dave, and Tiff (and CASA).  I was dressed a little…goth-ish (all dark-like and evil) and I actually wore a SLEEVELESS TOP.  Yes, I did.  (Amazing?  Quite.)  But I did wear my lace-up armwarmers so I didn’t feel as uncomfortable in my skin as I usually do.  I actually like the look so maybe I’ll start wearing it more often.

  
  

   

  
  

  PI-KU-CHAS! 

  
  

   

  
  

   

  
  

   

  
  

  Me N Candy!  And Eddie looking...stupid--I mean NORMAL.

  
  

   

  
  

  

  
  

   

  
  

  Here is one team in the football game that lasted the whole FOUR HOURS.  It looks like they're talkin' tactics...

  
  

   

  
  

  

  
  

   

  
  

  And they charge...

  
  

   

  
  

  

  
  

   

  
  

  Dave catches the ball...and is tackled.  Sadness.

  
  

   

  
  

  

  
  

   

  
  

  TUG OF WAR!  Juniors and Seniors versus...

  
  

   

  
  

  

  
  

   

  
  

  THE FRESHMAN AND SOPHOMORES!  GO TEAM!  (We actually won!)

  
  

   

  
  

   

  
  

  

  
  

   

  
  

  Yeah, I don't know what this is.

  
  

   

  
  

  

  
  

   

  
  

  See?  I told you we could be normal!

  
  

   

  
  

  

  
  

   

  
  

  (Or can we?)  OMG, do my eyes deceive me?  NO!  It's the two coolest girls in the world doing their way cool pointy fingers...ON THE BEACH!  Why are you vomiting uncontrollably?

  
  

   

  
  

  Let me just tell you that it is IMPOSSIBLE to get food with the CASA guys.  When it was announced that food was ready, all these guys just surrounded the BBQ and whenever something was cooked, they’d just take it.  AND THEY WOULDN’T LEAVE!  They’d just stand there until they filled their plates with hamburgers, hotdogs, bacon, chicken, and chips.  Tiff, Eddie, Candy (a girl we met yesterday), and I just waited and waited.  Tiff managed to get some chicken and devoured it immediately.  She then tells me to “assert myself” and “push my way up to the front.”  Haha.  Yeah right.  I then told her that I refused to beg for my food, and this dude standing nearby heard me, and yelled at the guys, “HEY!  GIVE THE GIRLS FOOD FIRST!”  Mwa ha ha ha ha.  Thanks dude.  I got my chicken, and all the guys groaned about how much bigger my piece was than theirs.

  
  

   

  
  

  Divine revenge?  You bet. 

  
  

   

  
  

  

  
  

   

  
  

  After that Tiff and I came back to the apt. where we desperately tried to scrub the dirty, dirty beach-y feeling off our bodies (our hands, feet, and shoes were all gray b/c the sand was so dirty).  Eddie called and invited Tiff and me to their apt. for dinner.  I took some really funny videos of the guys.  I will post them if someone can tell me HOW TO POST VIDEOS IN XANGA.  Please keep in mind that I’m not very clever so I may need step-by-step instructions. 

  
  

   

  
  

  Tiff and I also watched some Mad TV and SNL (with the AWESOME Christopher Walken…THE CONTINENTAL!).  Seeing him just made me want to wear Fedora hats.  I can already picture what I would wear with the hat…and then I think about how much it will cost and become sad.

  
  

   

  
  

   

  
  

   

  
  

  This is probably what Tiff is doing RIGHT NOW:  Reading that book yet again.  Tiff has this weird problem (or is it a gift?) that makes her deaf or something when she reads.  She can just tune out all sounds and conversation and just get lost in a book.  If I ran into our room with a knife stuck in my back screaming bloody murder she probably wouldn’t hear.

  
  

   

  
  

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  But I’d bet she would hear if I ran in singing “Luke be a Jedi tonnnNIGHT!”

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