Smallhouse Log

Later that night
"You just haven't found that special second someone yet, that's all." -Geoff, 10/27

Conversation tidbit from a while back:

    Amanda: "My father is hot."
    Brian: "My father is TOTALLY hott."
Also, I finally typed up my account of SauceStock. It's way back in the old posts, but it's there.

So I've got this quiz tomorrow, raight, over the geography of pre-modern Japan. The instructor (Shouldn't it be 'instructrix'? Or at least 'instructress'?) said that the study materials for it are on chalk. You know what's on chalk? OK, pretty standard, a list of places to identify. But what else? Oh, a blank map. No, wait make that two blank freaking maps. I mean, really. What is this. Come. On. *grumble*

So, then, a quick summary of the break: Worked for a week (one of those hott Fryn' Pan waitresses from the summer works at Denny's now), hung out with friends and family for a week (my cousin wants to be a nuclear engineer), NatGat in Colorado for a week (warmer than Chicago or Sioux Falls). This, my friends is where stuff happened. But I didn't have my notebook. So I didn't take notes. So I've forgotten most of the specifics. A few I can recall: Rum-soaked miniature cigars = really good. I learned how to play 10,000. The hymn "Alleluia, Sing to Jesus" is even cooler at double speed. Who incorporates a praise & worship band into a sung high mass? Apparantly, no one else thinks sleeves are the hottest thing ever. Met some really cool people from Barbados, partied with Province Seven, belted out "Somewhere over the Rainbow" for karaoke night. "You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride": Don't go to the Bible for pick-up lines.

And, of course, there was all the fun stuff with the young Episcopal guys and the young Episcopal girls and the crushes and the notes and the disappearing together during the dance and whatnot. Wow. I'm glad I have a girlfriend; kept my head clear and out of the thick of that whole mess. Though I must admit, it could have been a very (even more) interesting week if I were single. In fact that was part of the whole mess; most of us young Episcopal guys already had girlfriends, but not everyone was as.... forthcoming about it, so to speak. And some, one could say, just downright changed their minds. At the beginning of the week, we were even making hook-up bets; my guess was totally off, so it's a good thing I never put any money on it. As for me, I just made a lot of new friendships, reinforced a lot of old ones, and had a lot of good times.

Oh, yeah, and I bought a nine-foot bullwhip. The store where I bought it had so many cool things, like metal playing cards with sharpened edges so you could use them as thrown weapons. And blow darts! So. Cool.

And as a pleasant surprise, Leah's hair is now a brownish-reddish-purple. It's so hott.

"I heard about you, I got your PGP key, I write you letters every day."

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