April 15th, 2006
|02:56 am - Steven's Penultimate Night in Town|
Things I want to remember happened after the movers packed the majority of my life into boxes:
- Gave Ronnie a long long hug and Stu a manly handshake when they came to pick up their microwave
- Chatted with Holly, Paul, and Mark in lab
- Ran into Chelsea on my way to donate my Magritte poster to the library and my canned food (including tuna from jeeperstseepers) to the homeless
- Went on puzzling errands
- Had dinner at Mr. Greek's with Melanie (toughcookie42) and Chelsea in one of the booths Melanie and I most often get
- Paid for Melanie's dinner, which was the exact cost of my own, and let her pay for mine, which was the exact cost of hers
- Suggested to Melanie that we watch Boondock Saints because it was a movie she'd been wanting to show me since we first became friends
- Slept through about twenty minutes of Boondock Saints (because I'm sleep-deprived) but enjoyed the rest of the movie
- Ate lots of fancy cheeses, including Brie, Gouda, and some Mexican cheese whose name I can't remember, with Wheat Thins and strawberries, and why did no one tell me until now that strawberries taste so fucking good with fancy cheeses?
- Played the Lord of the Rings game with Kristine (miklthor), who was nice and let me play as Ara-fucking-gorn
- Sang along to the Fever music of Dr. Mario with Kristy
- Was eligible to go to the moon with Kristine because my name had five letters
- Drank hot chocolate Chelsea made for me
- Attempted to see a modern update of Lysistrata at Basement Arts, but it was full
- Watched a couple of episodes of Beavis and Butthead back at the Chenhaus and laughed our asses off at jokes involving butts and balls and buttcracks and Juan Valdez
- Tried, like, thinking about stuff, but thinking sucks
- Watched a horrific episode of a horrific show called Date My Mom
- Thought the object of the game was to choose a mom to date rather than a daughter
- Took some bites of a green tea ice cream ball thing that Kristy recommended
- Colored in letters on the Wheat Thins box and was deemed adorable
- Played a rousing game of Oh Hell
- Called everyone whores
- Saw Melissa (rewopswaj), finally, who came with an entourage
- Laughed at a joyously inebriated Robin
- Lost Oh Hell to Kristine, who played surprisingly well for a first-timer
- Kicked Melanie's ass, which was all that mattered
- Received hugs, not blowjobs, from Melanie, Chelsea, Kristine, and Kristy
I'm going to miss my girls.
Current Mood: loved
Current Music: Tara MacLean - Untitled Track
|Date:||April 15th, 2006 03:01 am (UTC)|| |
It sounds like you had fun!
I know the new job and move is exciting, but it's going to suck to have to leave all the people that you love. They sound like great girls. :(
Good luck with everything, and *hugs*.
Date My Mom is probably the worst show I have ever seen. And I've watched a lot of bad TV.
Good luck with the new job and city and everything!
Aw, sad. Moving makes me sad when you have to leave friends behind. I was so sad to leave A2.
Now I am all nostalgic and remembering my move, which was 4 years ago in a few weeks. Wow.
I hope you have a safe trip.
(and I have no appropriate icon)
A: Dr. Mario rocks.
2: You know I've been wondering about your puzzling errands for hours.
|Date:||April 15th, 2006 06:32 am (UTC)|| |
LOVE the title of this entry. Steven's Last Night in Town is one of my favorite BF5 songs.
Aw, Sunil. Way to make the most of it.
Travel safely! Have fun! Squee!
|Date:||April 15th, 2006 09:49 am (UTC)|| |
Awwww, sniff! It sounds like fun though. Go knock 'em dead in California!
You're moving pretty much exactly a year after we did. We woke up this morning and realized that a year ago today we were moving in here.
Good luck in California. Give me your new address so I can mail you a wedding invitation.
I like how you have tags for "lj friends" and "real life friends."
You'll love Cali.
The countdown's on for my exodus to NY.
|Date:||April 15th, 2006 10:39 am (UTC)|| |
I have to do this soon, I think. Oh god oh god oh god.
So I'm working on inventing a system whereby all your friends have to move with you wherever you go. And/or acquiring a private jet so I can visit anyone I want to anytime. I'll let you use it if you want.
Hee, Boondock Saints. My sister has a great story about when her favorite priest in college was replaced, and they hired a new person to run the Catholic students discussion group, and all the students hated the new person because she was very conservative, and they convinced her to plan a whole discussion group around watching Boondock Saints - which she had never seen - by telling her it was, like, a deeply religious, feel-good, inspirational sort of movie. Hee.
My sister would tell that story better, though.
good luck moving and all that jazz.
I haven't had the chance to congratulate you on the job yet....so CONGRATULATIONS! Best of luck with the move! Oh, and by the way, stawberries and fancy cheeses are the best!
|Date:||April 15th, 2006 12:46 pm (UTC)|| |
Oh, moving is so happy and sad and exciting and scary! I know you'll do great, because that's what you're good at. Doing great. (It made more sense in my head.) Best of luck to you, although you don't need luck, 'cause you've got mad skillz, yo.
Also, really crispy apples (like Braeburn) and crusty french bread and fancy cheeses are delicious too. And grapes! Fruit and cheese just go well together, i don't know why.
Everything and everybody good ought to be withing (a short jaunt sort of) walking distance of everything and everybody else that/who is good.
Is it the Lysistrada that is narrated by Howard Cosell? Because, if so, I have met that author, and he jumped on a chair to give me a high five.
Things will be well, Sunil. (((hugs)))
I saw your puzzling errands away message. (yes, I am a total away message stalker, whatever...) It was quite funny.
Moving/leaving can certainly be rough; glad you had a good day. I hope everything goes smoothly.