| Watching BitTorrent download a file is oddly hypnotic. |
[Sep. 24th, 2007|07:17 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  sleepy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Heaven Forbid, The Fray | ] |
Yesterday was busy. Busy, busy, busy.
I got to bed at 2am. Then woke up at 7am. Which is what I proceeded to do today, as well. *sigh* This is getting to be a habit. A really ugly habit.
First task, after "Staring blankly at the computer screen attempting to wake up" and "Get up, have breakfast, get dressed, etc" was Dog Training. It was a nice day for it; warm in the sun, cool in the shade. Kathleen was in an almost comically bad mood; we chatted about the virtues of social networking sites (or, in my opinion, the lack thereof).
I went straight from Dog Training to the bus stop, and caught a bus to Uni. E.G.G's LAN party was still in full swing, including having found an access to the Internet that didn't suck. So, I hooked into the switch, checked my email, chatted a little, then badgered Will into playing Super Mario Sunshine for me. Chris turned up about three o'clock: an hour before his initial best guess, but an hour after his last one. We talked to people, and watched their screens. Chris asked Will what Burlesque was, and got tied up in a leather strap that he initially thought was a belt - sortof bizarre, but okay.
I then packed up my stuff (which took a while), and we dragged it over to the room and dumped it there. We headed in the general direction of Central, via a couple of convenience stores to pick up a card for Hailey. Got on the train - had to traverse about three carriages to find one with an empty forward-facing seat. Chris draw a cake on the inside cover of the cake, and we did the candles in binary; which wrecked my highlighter, because we didn't give the pen a chance to dry before we highlighter'd over it.
At Granville, we rang Dedney to say "We're almost there". Once we'd turned up, it took something of a while to actually find Hailey, before we wandered around in a not-quite circle looking for Dedney and car. He commented on my lack of HAT!, but I don't wear HAT!s that often, hence the significance when I do. Or something.
We played Putt-Putt golf. I lost miserably, but I'd warned Hailey that that was going to happen. Chris managed to win, to the surprise of everyone present - largely on the strength of his scores in the second half of the course, I think. So Hailey presented him with a "First Place" ribbon with Pooh Bear on it. I received an "It's _______'s birthday" ribbon. Belated, of course, but what are friends for? :P.
When we finished the game, we drove over to the restaurant that Hailey'd picked. Chris and I shared a pizza. The prices weren't precisely cheap, but if you were careful, they weren't too bad; Dedney and Hailey were paying for my food as a birthday gift, but I remain a student regardless. :P.
We chatted about various things. I found myself zoning out periodically to stare at the mural on the wall, but that's becoming so common I don't even know why it's worthy of comment any more. Stux got into a discussion with Chris about How To Cook The Perfect Steak (TM). Hailey and I chatted about social networking sites (I described my conversation with Kathleen), and she coined the term "FaceSpace" by accident - though it sounds familiar enough that I think I've heard it before. The guy beside me kept tossing his bubble mixture bottle onto the table, because "I'm having fun, okay?!?". Dedney told Wendy that he really should date her, and that way he'll have "gone out with all the wireless access points", which made Stux say "You'll have no access to my point" while waving his wedding ring in Dedney's face (*winces*).
Stux: Are you two going out?
Mm: ...No.
Stux: But you shared a pizza!
Mm: That's called being a student.
Wendy: Don't mind him. He's a matchmaker; wants to see everyone paired off.
At around ten thirty, possibly earlier, Chris and I headed over to the station to catch a train. Unfortunately, as we got there, a message came over the P.A. about the train being fifteen minutes late. *sigh*
We got off the train, and ran for our respective bus stops. There happened to be a 438 standing at Railway Square, so I hopped on. I lamented my lack of iPod (it ran out of batteries), avoided falling asleep while on the bus, and managed to walk in the door around 12:10.
'Course, I didn't get around to going to bed till two. And then woke up at seven. But really, who's counting?
Now, I'm really hungry, and I have Uni work to do, so I guess I'd better hop to it. Headache notwithstanding. *sigh*
-Mmaster |
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frustrated
cold
lonely
confused