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So I guess there's nothing to do but update both of my blogs.
I went to Fullerton on Tuesday because some old high school friends wanted to eat at Waco's Tacos, which turned out to actually be Rockin Tacos, for dinner. We didn't stay long enough to be in any of the pictures that they take every night. Afterwards we went to a Starbucks and just chatted until midnight. It just made me realize how much I need to get out of the state of California, no matter how much I love it, just so I can experience new things. All their talk about iBanking and what not flew right over my head. I also realized that ever since they left Troy, a lot of the girls have been getting their freak on. Haha.
Around 12 the Starbucks closed so I had to get back to Irvine. I lived about 10 minutes away from the Starbucks and I actually got off the freeway to go home but I decided against it thinking, "The rain doesn't seem too bad, I'll just chance it."
BIG MISTAKE!
This was probably the worst driving experience I've encountered. Not being able to see 5 feet in front of you, having water move your car around like it was a small pebble, and having lights on your dashboard turn on that I've never seen in the two years I've driven the car. All very scary, I thought I was going to bite the big one and die right there. I mean of all places to die I don't really want to die on the 55 Freeway. Driving onto the 73 was just as bad though, right when I got off the connector from the 55 to the 73 I literally had to stop my car because there was zero visibility. I eventually made it back but I had to drive on the left side of Bison into CV because the right side was so flooded.
Update: 1/2: On Wednesday I went to the ARC with Julie and Ali and met up wtih Roo, Le, and Both Davids. Since it was the twin's birthday we decided to go out to eat to celebrate by going to Kabuki's in Cerritos. We were gonna go to Guppys afterwards but the twins needed to go back to UCI so maybe another time for that.
Thursday: Hung out with more Troy people again. We went to go eat at the Pho place near AMC 20 and then we went to Jack In The Box so I could get my fry fix. Then we met up with John Carroll at Tea Zone and then I went home
Friday: New Years at Mark's. Michelle rotates the wrong way to pop open the streamers, Silly String Fight and No Dennys this time.
Year In Pictures 2004
This year's CA Ski Trip was pretty fun, having finally learned how to slow down my snowboard but it was still a tough chore getting all the way down the mountain. First off right before I got to Sky Lodge I took off my snowboard and it slid into a marked off area of snow. The snow was about 4 feet deep so I crawled to my board with as wide of a surface area as possible. I still fell about 1 foot or two into the snow. Then it also took me forever to get down Maggie's run of Heavenly. When I tried getting up after a fall about two hills before the finish I twisted something on my knee so I just gave up, unstrapped my snowboard and walked down the last two hills to the main lift area. I guess snowboarding is not my forte. I suppose if people stopped inviting me up to the intermediate runs I would have enjoyed it more, or maybe not.
Sunday night. Everyone got settled in. We rented boards from this one ski shop that smelled like shit. Mike and Carolyn got hitched at the nearby Chapel while we were waiting. Played our only games of Poker in CA on Sunday.
Monday we snowboarded, which is already described above. At night we drank and I donated my bottle of Smirnoff that we didn't drink at the Troy Thanksgiving Get Together. I ended up drinking one Bacardi Gold over my limit in the mountains and subsequently made only my second prayer to the porcelain God.
Tuesday afternoon we went into downtown Tahoe and went to some casinos to gamble. Well at least other people gambled. I ended up not gambling because the tables just looked bad. At night we drove into Reno to eat at the expensive ass buffet that really wasn't that good. I would have been happy with just a burger but that's okay. What was not okay was me going to play some blackjack later on and ended up losing $70 to a dealer who pulled THREE straight blackjack's out of his ass. Such bullshit.
Wednesday was me actually going to gamble at Caesar's Palace. I actually came out on top from that but I spent it on a Subway Combo so I came out of that one pretty unscathed. I was actually down a lot of chips but I came back. On one hand I split Eights, getting a 3 and then double downed and pulled a 10. The other Eight I played also got a 3 and then when I double downed that I also got another 10. So I had a total of $40 in that hand alone which I ended up winning and helped me significantly
Okay I'm sick of summarizing all of Ski Trip. And I doubt anyone really wants to hear the whole play by play. What I learned:
1) Again I am only funny when I'm drunk. I'm a real bore when I don't drink
2) Courtney is actually a fourth year, and not a second year as I suspected.
3) Le broke his rule about girls and kissing.
4) My impressions of people changed a lot since I actually started to talk to them.
5) If you have 12 and you ask the dealer to hit, you're going to get that 10 that busts you.
6) Frisco is a nice place but I'm not sure I could handle the overcrowding and inflationary rate on apartments.
So that's it. I'll have videos of Eileen and Allen tomorrow. Here's my photos
Sunday night. Everyone got settled in. We rented boards from this one ski shop that smelled like shit. Mike and Carolyn got hitched at the nearby Chapel while we were waiting. Played our only games of Poker in CA on Sunday.
Monday we snowboarded, which is already described above. At night we drank and I donated my bottle of Smirnoff that we didn't drink at the Troy Thanksgiving Get Together. I ended up drinking one Bacardi Gold over my limit in the mountains and subsequently made only my second prayer to the porcelain God.
Tuesday afternoon we went into downtown Tahoe and went to some casinos to gamble. Well at least other people gambled. I ended up not gambling because the tables just looked bad. At night we drove into Reno to eat at the expensive ass buffet that really wasn't that good. I would have been happy with just a burger but that's okay. What was not okay was me going to play some blackjack later on and ended up losing $70 to a dealer who pulled THREE straight blackjack's out of his ass. Such bullshit.
Wednesday was me actually going to gamble at Caesar's Palace. I actually came out on top from that but I spent it on a Subway Combo so I came out of that one pretty unscathed. I was actually down a lot of chips but I came back. On one hand I split Eights, getting a 3 and then double downed and pulled a 10. The other Eight I played also got a 3 and then when I double downed that I also got another 10. So I had a total of $40 in that hand alone which I ended up winning and helped me significantly
Okay I'm sick of summarizing all of Ski Trip. And I doubt anyone really wants to hear the whole play by play. What I learned:
1) Again I am only funny when I'm drunk. I'm a real bore when I don't drink
2) Courtney is actually a fourth year, and not a second year as I suspected.
3) Le broke his rule about girls and kissing.
4) My impressions of people changed a lot since I actually started to talk to them.
5) If you have 12 and you ask the dealer to hit, you're going to get that 10 that busts you.
6) Frisco is a nice place but I'm not sure I could handle the overcrowding and inflationary rate on apartments.
So that's it. I'll have videos of Eileen and Allen tomorrow. Here's my photos
Archives are back up
Posted 2004-12-11 10:20:33 PM | Website
Archives are now back up. This time it's been really easy for me to program this. My job has actually improved my coding abilities as I've seen what others have done to ease or even worsen their lives as a programmer.
In the spirit of wanting something right now and not later, I bought The Killer's CD, "Hot Fuss" at Target today and am now enjoying it.
I also bought Sam Reservoir Dogs and Fight Club for his birthday. Sam also got drunk off 3/4 pints of beer and then threw it all up about an hour after we got home.
I also bought Sam Reservoir Dogs and Fight Club for his birthday. Sam also got drunk off 3/4 pints of beer and then threw it all up about an hour after we got home.
I'm done with finals. Thank God.
Posted 2004-12-07 02:08:08 AM | UCI
Me: Hey Finals, bring it.
Finals: I brought it
Me:
Finals: I brought it
Me:
Watched a couple of Twilight Zone episodes (the original series) and have to say that some of them are real hit and misses. I suppose for their time they were great but some of them are just really bland.
One of the ones I watched was one that's constantly parodied or copied is the episode called, "Time Enough At Last." It is about a man who loves to read but does not have anytime for it until ultimately the place he is living gets hit with a H-bomb and kills everyone except for the man who was reading inside a vault. While searching for survivors he finds a library and begins to collect books that he will read now that there is "time enough at last" except when he reaches down to pick up a book he drops his thick glasses which he needs in order to read. And then he cries out, "BUT THERE WAS TIME!" and then thats where the emulation of the episode ends.
What they don't tell you though is that the reason he can't read (he tries to read during his job as a bank teller but his manager threatens to fire him) is because his wife WON'T let him read because she wants him to be more social. What the hell is that? Why did this guy marry a woman who would not let him do the thing he enjoys most? It's not even a harmful thing like chronic smoking or alcoholism or some kind of dangerous hobby. IT'S JUST READING! What kind of bitch would not let a man read a book?
But to look at it from a fair prespective, why did that man marry such a bitch? I mean this is probably how it went down during their first date.
Woman: So what do you like to do for fun?
Man: Oh I enjoy to read.
Woman: Fuck that shit.
Man:
I mean once you found out that she did not want her husband to be a reader why did either of them decide that getting married was a good idea.
One of the ones I watched was one that's constantly parodied or copied is the episode called, "Time Enough At Last." It is about a man who loves to read but does not have anytime for it until ultimately the place he is living gets hit with a H-bomb and kills everyone except for the man who was reading inside a vault. While searching for survivors he finds a library and begins to collect books that he will read now that there is "time enough at last" except when he reaches down to pick up a book he drops his thick glasses which he needs in order to read. And then he cries out, "BUT THERE WAS TIME!" and then thats where the emulation of the episode ends.
What they don't tell you though is that the reason he can't read (he tries to read during his job as a bank teller but his manager threatens to fire him) is because his wife WON'T let him read because she wants him to be more social. What the hell is that? Why did this guy marry a woman who would not let him do the thing he enjoys most? It's not even a harmful thing like chronic smoking or alcoholism or some kind of dangerous hobby. IT'S JUST READING! What kind of bitch would not let a man read a book?
But to look at it from a fair prespective, why did that man marry such a bitch? I mean this is probably how it went down during their first date.
Woman: So what do you like to do for fun?
Man: Oh I enjoy to read.
Woman: Fuck that shit.
Man:
I mean once you found out that she did not want her husband to be a reader why did either of them decide that getting married was a good idea.