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Things have seemed extra college-y lately and I'm not sure why.
Last week was super quiet as Brasington was getting geared up for his one man play, Patrick barely exists during the day because of his nocturnal job, and Mike spends most of his time with Elsbeth now and is infrequently home. I came dangerously close to restarting my wow account, but resisted temptation and have been working on my Shadowrun character instead. One build is a vampire Voodoo chick and the other (just for shits and giggles) is a party centaur. He has all the spells like intoxicate, orgy, and entertainment.
At some point during the week I came home to Patrick practicing taking off his suit so that Dan Aykroyd (who was in Madison signing stuff) could sign his boobs.
Friday I went to Brasington's show "Here Lies Henry", which was really very good. Mike and Bill had a very short game of naked/strip tag, and then there was abundant sitting around on Whitney ground trying to figure out something to do. Something ended up being making brownies with a peanut butter center and n64 games. Then Nate and I watched season 3 of Venture Bros. until very late o'clock.
Saturday contained a lot of lollygagging until early afternoon when we had a group cleaning of Mike's room to prepare for Macks who is without home due to flooding. We set him up with a pretty sweet spread including a computer (does not work), record collection and player, bass and amp, tv and Nintendo+games, and awful promo material from the 90s WBCR got rid of. Emily and Elsbeth worked on their theses forever. Becca Miner made a onesie out of some of Mike's clothes while she, Nate, and I wrote a collaborative story about the Brasington Twins. Usual C-haus sitting, though Mike was more filled with rage than usual as the contrast between the week and work was more dramatic than usual (happy week vs stupid drunk people). Brasington turned into Drunkington. Passed out way early. It was nice to have so many people around, though.
Sunday was restless nearly all afternoon. Had a sammich. Game was canceled. I altered a shirt. Nate and I ate greasy Chinese food and watched Trigun until the sleep times.
For a fairly uneventful weekend, that's quite a long entry. I was just reading old entries and wishing I had been more explicit in describing some things so I could better remember what had happened. This might be too much. Whatevs, who reads all of these things besides Md and me, anyway?
Now...
To-do list:
-watch A Thousand Acres & write a comparison with King Lear.
-figure out the other half of that Tom paper (good luck) and write it.
-go to the gym?
-clean room.
-Rob things.
-research for Eve paper.
-kill academics dead.
Last week was super quiet as Brasington was getting geared up for his one man play, Patrick barely exists during the day because of his nocturnal job, and Mike spends most of his time with Elsbeth now and is infrequently home. I came dangerously close to restarting my wow account, but resisted temptation and have been working on my Shadowrun character instead. One build is a vampire Voodoo chick and the other (just for shits and giggles) is a party centaur. He has all the spells like intoxicate, orgy, and entertainment.
At some point during the week I came home to Patrick practicing taking off his suit so that Dan Aykroyd (who was in Madison signing stuff) could sign his boobs.
Friday I went to Brasington's show "Here Lies Henry", which was really very good. Mike and Bill had a very short game of naked/strip tag, and then there was abundant sitting around on Whitney ground trying to figure out something to do. Something ended up being making brownies with a peanut butter center and n64 games. Then Nate and I watched season 3 of Venture Bros. until very late o'clock.
Saturday contained a lot of lollygagging until early afternoon when we had a group cleaning of Mike's room to prepare for Macks who is without home due to flooding. We set him up with a pretty sweet spread including a computer (does not work), record collection and player, bass and amp, tv and Nintendo+games, and awful promo material from the 90s WBCR got rid of. Emily and Elsbeth worked on their theses forever. Becca Miner made a onesie out of some of Mike's clothes while she, Nate, and I wrote a collaborative story about the Brasington Twins. Usual C-haus sitting, though Mike was more filled with rage than usual as the contrast between the week and work was more dramatic than usual (happy week vs stupid drunk people). Brasington turned into Drunkington. Passed out way early. It was nice to have so many people around, though.
Sunday was restless nearly all afternoon. Had a sammich. Game was canceled. I altered a shirt. Nate and I ate greasy Chinese food and watched Trigun until the sleep times.
For a fairly uneventful weekend, that's quite a long entry. I was just reading old entries and wishing I had been more explicit in describing some things so I could better remember what had happened. This might be too much. Whatevs, who reads all of these things besides Md and me, anyway?
Now...
To-do list:
-watch A Thousand Acres & write a comparison with King Lear.
-figure out the other half of that Tom paper (good luck) and write it.
-go to the gym?
-clean room.
-Rob things.
-research for Eve paper.
-kill academics dead.
