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"Stop that, deflowering my phone!" -Ashlea, 08/21/2004
So Jeremy bailed at the last minute. But the next minute after that -some sort of second first minute, if you will- I made plans with Nathan Aldrich to visit him in Ames during those days which I'd already taken off work. Boo-yah. It was good times, and I drove really fast. I drove really fast because the speed limit in Iowa is ridiculously low, and if I'm speeding, I might as well really go for it.
But anyways, I got there, and it was good times. As it turns out, Eric Wall was also planning a suddenly-planned visit near the end of my own, and Dan Blackburn was moving back into town. Eric also had his twenty-first birthday, so we had a not-really-a-birthday-party-party. Since Maxim is one of his roommates, it was like a New Year's party, except with liquerhol and without pool or that stupid dropping ball. I also got to see proof that GameCube does have some cool videogame and meet Nate's girlfriend/roommate Ashlea. Which of those two came first is a matter I never got a clear answer on, since they both said essentially opposite, but not necessarily mutually exclusive, things when questioned. In anycase, he seems to be handling it well. I don't know what I'd do.... I'm not even sure what it'll be like having Leah in Fishbein next year, and I'm not even 'formally' dating her. It's crazy times, I tell you.
So the most embarassing thing happened to me at work the other night. Or rather, it would have been if anyone had seen it happen. No one did, and since it's that embarassing, I'm not going into further deatails here.
It seems lately that I've been giving a lot of people advice about dating waitresses. ("I went home with a waitress.... the way I always do. How was I to know....") That advice is, don't do it. Maybe I'm being to harsh, but most waitresses either have children or are still in high school. Either way, not something I want my male friends tangled up in. Despite this fact, I keep being struck by a pair of waitresses from Fryn' Pan (imagine there's an 'i' after the y, and it makes more sense) who come into Denny's about once a week. One is absolutely gorgeous, a dark beuty, and the other one is also cute, with tatoos. Both have lip piercings. Lip piercings are Hott. They also happen to be quite nice, good tippers, and have cool voices. Josh, the dishawsher, seconds my opinion. But Chicago becons, and anyway, I like to try to take my own advice as much as possible. But the point is: Waitresses are attractive for a reason. They make more money that way. They also make more trouble. All college-age young men should be advised.
And finally, I have a little bit of fun in mind. I like making trouble, even when it's for my future self. Immediate gratification, and all that. Thusly, I'm using my otherwise neglected LJ to run an exercise. I do hope everyone will participate.
Ta-ta for now!
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