| I'm sorry, sorry, for making your life a living hell... |
[Mar. 15th, 2008|08:35 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  cheerful | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Won't Go Home Without You, Maroon 5 | ] |
Last night was the funeral Nora threw for Thomas' birthday.
I like the Belgian Beer Cafe more than I like most pubs, but it's still noisy and packed on a Friday night. It was difficult to hear what was going on at any given moment.
Liz gave Chris and me a lift to it from Uni. We wound up taking a couple of 'scenic routes' whilst navigating and trying to find parking, but ended up in one of the carparks on Essex street none the worse for wear.
There were some interesting conversations over the course of the evening.
* Dedney and I debated about whether / when Anna (a girl who knew no-one except Thomas) was going to run.
* Dedney and Anna got into a discussion that amounted to using tech support as a currency for sex.
* Hailey talked about a hat she had 'inherited' from one of her co-workers, who had been retrenched.
* Dedney tried to convince me to drink alcohol, and failed.
* Rob was convinced to order a 'platter' (a taster of five different beers: "You can try them and figure out what you like!"), and was surprised to discover he actually likes beer, under some circumstances.
* Dedney and Rob had a discussion in netspeak, purely to irritate Hailey.
* I had a debate with Dedney that left him speechless, though I can't remember the topic. Even his hotshot-lawyer skills didn't help him out.
Dedney: [Insert relevant comment here; I think it was to do with his attempts to get me into alcohol]
Mm: That's not the point!
Dedney: Then what is the point?
Mm: ...There is no point. But that's not it.
Dedney: ... ... ....I...
* Chris was mishearing pretty much everything that was said, probably from both the volume levels and sheer exhaustion.
*I gave Thomas three packets of jelly snakes, and we all waved them at Nora.
* Dedney decided to teach Chris some facts of life:
*Mm is giggling manically at Dedney
Dedney: Chris, control your woman!
Mm: ...What?!?
Rob: Dave, that would require Chris to be dominating in any part of his life. Never going to happen.
Dedney: Chris, I'm going to tell you something now. What do you tell a woman with two black eyes?
Chris: ...
Dedney: ...Nothing! You've already told her twice!
Hailey: Sigh...
* Dedney decided I didn't count as a girl. In large part because I wear a watch as a functional item rather than a fashion accessory.
* People played massive amounts of musical chairs.
* Rob and Chris discussed Chris copying the contents of everyone's home directories into Liz's home directory.
Rob: Margaret, slap Chris the upside of the head for me, please?
Mm: ...Why?
Rob: He didn't use the command I gave him, he invented his own! *reaches over and pretends to slap Chris*
Mm: Right...
* I got irritated at the people at the other table, who found it hilarious that I wasn't in the mood for photographs. I was happy to smile for jokes, but I wasn't in the right mood to be photographed. Them trying to ambush me didn't improve matters.
* I took some nice photos of the room itself, though:
At the end of the evening, Liz gave Chris and me lifts to our respective homes. On the way through Davidson, we saw like seven cop cars in rapid succession; at our best guess, bored youth having 'fun' on a Friday night being prevented by police.
We managed to make it back from Davidson without incident, somehow. A lot of the time we weren't precisely sure where we were, but we stuck to a general direction, and I don't think we took any massively wrong turns.
This morning I caught up on the Internet that I hadn't read over the course of the week. Then I went shopping with my mother. I have a business trip this coming week, and need clothes.
I also got my hair cut. It was getting in the way, somewhat.
Hairdresser: So, shampoo and cut?
Mm: Well, I washed it yesterday morning. And my hair takes all day to dry.
Hairdresser: Oh. Well, how about I just rinse it down?
Mm: ...Heh. The two times I've had my hair 'done', the hairdresser said that. I still wound up spending an hour or two waiting for it to dry out enough for them to work with it.
Hairdresser: Why don't I spritz it with detangler and then cut it, then?
Mm: That sounds like the best notion.
Unfortunately, my head is now triangular. The lighter my hair is, the more upwards and outwards it goes. Layers might prevent that, but I don't really feel like caring for layers. They grow out far more quickly than I get my hair cut. I think it'll settle down in a few days anyway.
I also bought Interpol's Antics and Maroon 5's It Won't Be Soon Before Long. They're both albums that I already had (in MP3 form), but having downloaded them, and listened to them on repeat occasionally, I figured that it was only fair to toss them some money. Especially since the CDs were going for cheap at JB Hi-Fi.
In the end, I wound up with an outfit for the conference, including top, pants, shoes, and necklace; another top, pants, and necklace, and the two CDs. Plus a costume I saw the other day in a discount store, that I felt necessary to purchase for its sheer WTF factor: A "prites" outfit, featuring a (black) "toga w/ collar"; I have no idea what I'm going to do with it (shove it in a cupboard, most likely). We ended up spending so long there that parking cost $15.
-Mmaster |
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