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Sunday, May 15th, 2005i’m listening to… nothing.
i’m feeling… …
12:08 am — i tire or writing these fucking things… but i’ll do it anyway…
went questing today with mike, cynthia, alex, and andy. it was fun. we went to the uw arboreteum. there was like this part that was a cut off end of a highway - started being made, but never was completed because the government changed their mind. now there are just some woods with stagnant pools of water and parks nearby. you can also jump off this piece of highway and into a disgusting pond below (where we row canoes from the UW WAC and stuff).
walked around. some things:
- decided that i want to turn this giant, unused piece of highway into a giant graffiti wall when i have the money. if i ever have the money, that is.
- the bridge ledges were fucking covered with bird shit that had crusted over so much that it looked like it was part of the concrete - but upon closer inspection, one could see that it was really bird shit. indeed.
- some guy had a tent pitched between the highway and the park, in this little patch of wood. awesome. i want to join.
- found this dead, rotting, plucked out, dry piece of fish (catfish?) that was black and withered and smelled foul. it was fantastic looking, though, and still attached to a fishing hook. yummy. later we found alex found these leftover pieces of bird wing, with the bones between both wings still there, so that it was just two wings hooked together by a little network of bones. we decided to combine dead fish with dead bird, and got a flying fish.
- found a lot of disgusting condoms all over the place. there was this piece of highway with little ridges underneath, and room for you to stand up sort of… like a little network of caves or something. anyway, lots of condoms. bottles of jungle juice. and umm purely disgusting. people must really like to go there to do it or something.
- lots of stagnant pools of water = lots of mosquitos. got crazy amounts of bug bites. hey’re in absurdly spaced areas. it’s like the left and right part of my body are symmetrical to each other. i have a big bite in the middle of my back, between my shoulder blades. then one on each shoulder blade. then one on the back of each arm. it’s absurd. but amusing.
we left early from the park, cause unfortunately, mike was hungry and disturbed by the bugs =( tragic.
we will have to return to the arboreteum.
afterwards, went to this dessert auction thing for farm with a bunc of other people. it was alright. the church was super cool - they have really awesome programs. i’m not for the church - in fact i’m against it - but i can support a church like that in some regard, simply because they seem like really nice people who are genuinely interested in what they are doing for the community. and that is a good thing. passion is a good thing in general. so it’s all good. lots of dessert too. but too much dessert makes sick people.
afterwards, went to brian [pearl] & eric’s apartment or whatever… people ask that question so freaking often, since i only drink about twice a month. they’re always like, “why do you hang out when you’re not drunk? aren’t you bored?” no… i don’t feel the need to be constantly inebriated. once upon a time, i thought doing drugs would make me cooler… more social or whatever… but i don’t need that shit now… i am plenty amused when there are other drunk people and i am the only sober one. and since there should be a dd, it’s cool… i can be it, cause i don’t really give a fuck. it’s a good thing to have, and i’m not missing anything. not that being drunk once in a while isn’t cool, but i don’t need it every weekend.
yeah.
afterwards, went to cynthia’s and there was beating of contra in 20 minutes with lewis and lots of drunknness. and happy times. and i don’t feel like writing anymore. so i’ll write about today now, so that i don’t have to think about yesterday.
there was a huge power outage in my whole apartment complex today. we’re talking eight buildings, with hundreds in each building, all out of electricity. hence, boredom. the first thing we do is eat at a fast food restaurant. and when that is an exhausted form of entertainment, we happened to gather together at someone else’s apartment. probably like twelve people there, playing poker by candlelight. but as SOON as the electricity comes on, not a minute later, everyone is out the door, running home. WHO NEEDS FRIENDS WHEN YOU HAVE THE INTERNET!? - and this is today, copy and pasted from my xanga, which half of this was, because i’m fucking lazy. so peace.