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bliumchikI can see this turning into another Week of Doom (like the one I STILL HAVEN'T BLOGGED ABOUT OMG) so I'm getting in a few words in between EEEEEVERYTHING happening at once so that I don't effectively disappear for a fortnight.
Thursday night Stan invited me to a trivia night, but that plan got abruptly put down by the discovery that there weren't enough tables, so our group was out. No great loss, it wasn't even my uni, and if it were it wasn't my FACULTY. Anyway, we all hung out at a UNSW party instead, which was a lucky coincidence as I got to meet the lovely![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
perfectdays. Stan had been insisting all night that Gathy or me or SOMEBODY pick up a random chick, so he gloated muchly, although it's me, so, "pick up" is nothing so much as a VAST OVERSTATEMENT. I maxed out my forrard meter on "drop hints, exchange numbers."
Other developments of the evening included the discovery that Avi is the Kevin Bacon of UNSW (playing six degrees of separation is fun) and the revelation by a fellow Sydney Girl to me, Liza, Jess and Alex (...and how weird is it that vast proportions of my "out of school friends" group actually WENT TO MY SCHOOL, just in another grade?) that four senior staff members had up and resigned unexpectedly, including the principal. My theory: ORGIES. Okay, the actually plausible theory: they all wanted to leave but were too scared of Dr. Vazza to do it before she did.
Then on Friday more or less the same group planned to go to maroubra beach, but left it a bit late and it got cold (are we seeing a pattern of any sort here?) so we went to the RSL, where Gathy taught me and Stan to play Snooker while Sasha ribbed Micnah for his newly shaved head and consequently thuggish appearance, and Liza rolled her eyes at everyone.
"This one time we got chased across the beach by cops in riot gear." Micnah said thoughtfully. "But I don't remember why because I was pretty stoned."
"Riot gear?" Everyone said.
"Shields and everything."
"...are you sure you weren't high enough to hallucinate cops in riot gear?" I ventured.
"Hmmm..."
Meanwhile, I failed spectacularly at snooker, thanks to those MASSIVE low-friction tables and my constant underestimation of required force.
"Just tap it," Gathy said.
I tapped it. The ball rolled forward about ten centimetres.
"...tap it HARDER than that."
"That wouldn't be a tap!" I argued.
"I didn't say gently nudge it!"
"Hey guys, how many points for a foul?" Stan asked, staring bemusedly at the scoreboard.
Then we all went for Chinese food. Nom nom nom. On the way Micnah accidentally intimidated some poor guy who was just trying to park his car by punching his hand in emphasis during a conversation with Sasha. After that Stan and I split to his place to watch movies, as we were both tired and didn't feel like going to a bar. I was tired because I inexplicably woke up at eight in the morning that day and couldn't go back to sleep, I don't know what his excuse was. Anyway, we watched Clerks - it's hilarious and bizarre and I want to watch allll the sequels, but possibly not all at once for the sake of my sanity. I <3 Jay and Silent Bob, you guys. Then we defeated the purpose of splitting early by staying up really late watching Daria and the Daily Show and playing Portal (AWESOME but it made me nauseous because waaay too much Chinese food), but that's pretty much what always happens when I stay over at Stan's.
We killed most of the next day playing Spore, which was likewise awesome, so that's TWO games I've gotta get as soon as I earn $200 so I can split a new PC with my dad. Yes, we did the requisite sexual-organs giggling. This hasn't been mentioned in any of the buzz online that I saw (just... just google "spore penis") but what I found most amusing is that of the creature organs you can use to create genitalia, two of them give your creature "charm" points and the other gives you a spitting attack. Uhuh. High class hilarity. you'd think they were doing it on purpose or something XD. Anyway, by the time I started thinking about heading home Sasha rang to announce a movie night, so. Of course I hadn't planned on staying out that long (in fact I hadn't planned on sleeping over at all, so I slept in the same clothes - but that always happens) so I ended up borrowing one of Stan's t-shirts. Sasha, Toly and Gathy arrived and we all went to get five pizzas - I don't know why we got a pizza each but I'm not really complaining :P - and a movie. I think it was called The Long Weekend? This guy went on an epic and faily quest to get his brother laid. It was by turns cringe-worthy and hilarious. Gathy called the major romantic plot point about ten minutes in. There were ridiculous prison jokes. Brendan Fehr was ludicrously pretty, and even more ludicrously emo. Then we watched Team America which was actually not that dissimilar. I do not understand why that movie was made, except perhaps to show off some 1337 puppetry skills. At some point Liza showed up, after flip-flopping on msn and showing off her new webcam. Predictably she was the only one who noticed the borrowed clothing. Later she drove me and Sasha home while playing "I Touch Myself" really loudly. I do not know why that song has caught on again, dear god.
So that's the news so far. Today I woke up with a cold and sat around on the internet all day. Tomorrow is yet another sleepover - but this one is planned! So I shall have pajamas and things! - this time with a completely different group of people, many of whom I have seen all of once since school ended. Longtime readers can hope for another episode of Jenny Quotes. Then on Tuesday I'm seeing WALL-E with yet another group, many of whom I DON'T ACTUALLY KNOW, at the behest of Avi. *shrug* robots. Wednesday I'm checking out an Escrima class in the city, which should be fun (the instructor's name is Salvador! XD), and possibly meeting Stan again for an expedition to Pancakes on the Rocks. Pancakes! Then I'm seeing Cassie on Thursday, which leaves Friday and inbetweens to prepare for uni because I have a sinking feeling that Stan and Avi's conjoint birthday party is happening this weekend.
Conclusion: AUGH. If I'd known I would have done productive things last week instead of bumming around on the internet.
...who am I kidding. Hey, look, my flist has two Dr. Horrible posts in a row.
*sigh* I guess I'm just (STILL) not used to actually having a social life. Look me up in three or four years, maybe I will have learned to anticipate these things.
Thursday night Stan invited me to a trivia night, but that plan got abruptly put down by the discovery that there weren't enough tables, so our group was out. No great loss, it wasn't even my uni, and if it were it wasn't my FACULTY. Anyway, we all hung out at a UNSW party instead, which was a lucky coincidence as I got to meet the lovely
perfectdays. Stan had been insisting all night that Gathy or me or SOMEBODY pick up a random chick, so he gloated muchly, although it's me, so, "pick up" is nothing so much as a VAST OVERSTATEMENT. I maxed out my forrard meter on "drop hints, exchange numbers."Other developments of the evening included the discovery that Avi is the Kevin Bacon of UNSW (playing six degrees of separation is fun) and the revelation by a fellow Sydney Girl to me, Liza, Jess and Alex (...and how weird is it that vast proportions of my "out of school friends" group actually WENT TO MY SCHOOL, just in another grade?) that four senior staff members had up and resigned unexpectedly, including the principal. My theory: ORGIES. Okay, the actually plausible theory: they all wanted to leave but were too scared of Dr. Vazza to do it before she did.
Then on Friday more or less the same group planned to go to maroubra beach, but left it a bit late and it got cold (are we seeing a pattern of any sort here?) so we went to the RSL, where Gathy taught me and Stan to play Snooker while Sasha ribbed Micnah for his newly shaved head and consequently thuggish appearance, and Liza rolled her eyes at everyone.
"This one time we got chased across the beach by cops in riot gear." Micnah said thoughtfully. "But I don't remember why because I was pretty stoned."
"Riot gear?" Everyone said.
"Shields and everything."
"...are you sure you weren't high enough to hallucinate cops in riot gear?" I ventured.
"Hmmm..."
Meanwhile, I failed spectacularly at snooker, thanks to those MASSIVE low-friction tables and my constant underestimation of required force.
"Just tap it," Gathy said.
I tapped it. The ball rolled forward about ten centimetres.
"...tap it HARDER than that."
"That wouldn't be a tap!" I argued.
"I didn't say gently nudge it!"
"Hey guys, how many points for a foul?" Stan asked, staring bemusedly at the scoreboard.
Then we all went for Chinese food. Nom nom nom. On the way Micnah accidentally intimidated some poor guy who was just trying to park his car by punching his hand in emphasis during a conversation with Sasha. After that Stan and I split to his place to watch movies, as we were both tired and didn't feel like going to a bar. I was tired because I inexplicably woke up at eight in the morning that day and couldn't go back to sleep, I don't know what his excuse was. Anyway, we watched Clerks - it's hilarious and bizarre and I want to watch allll the sequels, but possibly not all at once for the sake of my sanity. I <3 Jay and Silent Bob, you guys. Then we defeated the purpose of splitting early by staying up really late watching Daria and the Daily Show and playing Portal (AWESOME but it made me nauseous because waaay too much Chinese food), but that's pretty much what always happens when I stay over at Stan's.
We killed most of the next day playing Spore, which was likewise awesome, so that's TWO games I've gotta get as soon as I earn $200 so I can split a new PC with my dad. Yes, we did the requisite sexual-organs giggling. This hasn't been mentioned in any of the buzz online that I saw (just... just google "spore penis") but what I found most amusing is that of the creature organs you can use to create genitalia, two of them give your creature "charm" points and the other gives you a spitting attack. Uhuh. High class hilarity. you'd think they were doing it on purpose or something XD. Anyway, by the time I started thinking about heading home Sasha rang to announce a movie night, so. Of course I hadn't planned on staying out that long (in fact I hadn't planned on sleeping over at all, so I slept in the same clothes - but that always happens) so I ended up borrowing one of Stan's t-shirts. Sasha, Toly and Gathy arrived and we all went to get five pizzas - I don't know why we got a pizza each but I'm not really complaining :P - and a movie. I think it was called The Long Weekend? This guy went on an epic and faily quest to get his brother laid. It was by turns cringe-worthy and hilarious. Gathy called the major romantic plot point about ten minutes in. There were ridiculous prison jokes. Brendan Fehr was ludicrously pretty, and even more ludicrously emo. Then we watched Team America which was actually not that dissimilar. I do not understand why that movie was made, except perhaps to show off some 1337 puppetry skills. At some point Liza showed up, after flip-flopping on msn and showing off her new webcam. Predictably she was the only one who noticed the borrowed clothing. Later she drove me and Sasha home while playing "I Touch Myself" really loudly. I do not know why that song has caught on again, dear god.
So that's the news so far. Today I woke up with a cold and sat around on the internet all day. Tomorrow is yet another sleepover - but this one is planned! So I shall have pajamas and things! - this time with a completely different group of people, many of whom I have seen all of once since school ended. Longtime readers can hope for another episode of Jenny Quotes. Then on Tuesday I'm seeing WALL-E with yet another group, many of whom I DON'T ACTUALLY KNOW, at the behest of Avi. *shrug* robots. Wednesday I'm checking out an Escrima class in the city, which should be fun (the instructor's name is Salvador! XD), and possibly meeting Stan again for an expedition to Pancakes on the Rocks. Pancakes! Then I'm seeing Cassie on Thursday, which leaves Friday and inbetweens to prepare for uni because I have a sinking feeling that Stan and Avi's conjoint birthday party is happening this weekend.
Conclusion: AUGH. If I'd known I would have done productive things last week instead of bumming around on the internet.
...who am I kidding. Hey, look, my flist has two Dr. Horrible posts in a row.
*sigh* I guess I'm just (STILL) not used to actually having a social life. Look me up in three or four years, maybe I will have learned to anticipate these things.
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