Not much has happened in the past week or so to regale you with an exhilarating entry. So let me pick up where I last left off. I stood in line for the tickets to Lochness for two and half hours...in the blistering cold. The wind blew at me from all sides, and finally I made it into the hallway they sold the tickets in. I saw the guy in front of me smile widely, then I heard the words, "we are out of tickets." My face fell, Melissa was pissed, Sara was freezing and unhappy. They have this absurd policy where a person can buy a ticket for themselves and a friend. There were 150 tickets for the trip, and there were not even 60 people in front of me. There were the cutters too (French man with red & black striped scarf, you won't be able to evade my wrath forever!) The cutters were the worst. I tried to blockade the line, but alas was unsuccessful. We were RIGHT there, when they sold out tickets. AH! So we are now in the front of the waiting list--so please let people not go!!!
I have a tutorial at 9 in the morning. I went in and there was a guy sitting there, bundled up and asks, "is it five to?" As I confirm it, he proceeds to curse saying he's either too early or too late. We were the only two in the room--and we fell into an uncomfortable silence. Then he broke it with, "I didn't go to sleep." He beckons me with a finger and in a low whisper says, "in fact, i'm still drunk." Then in a small voice goes, "shhhhh, don't tell!" After I reassure him, that it's our little secret, the class shows up. Ed was a riot. Our assignment was to wear our favorite article of clothing. He wore a vibrant hoodie covered in metallic Yankee symbols, and proceeded to demonstrate what his hoodie could do. He zipped it all the way up to his forehead, and on the process of coming down the zipper got caught in his nose and the room was filled with, "OUCHHHHHHH my nose!!!!!!!!!" It was hilarious. He was so intoxicated yet functioning. We then talked about binge drinking--and in the articles we've read, they classified binge drinking as having 6 units of alcohol. Ed said belligerently, "that's a normal run to the pub!" Clearly, Ed, loves to pack it in.
OH BIG NEWS--before I forget (but how could I?) DOCTOR WHO! David Tennant has announced he is stepping down from being the Doctor after four special episodes. GASP. It was extremely upsetting to read.
I'm knitting mittens (or attempting to) and I've got to write more essays. I got to get on that! Ciao for now!
Thursday, October 30, 2008
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4 comments:
I am sorry you waited in line so long to be denied and rejected. I hate when people cut in line, especially at theme parks. A group of 2+ teenagers will cut right in front of me and my friends (uuuuurrrrgh!!!). I have never had a professor at San Francisco State come to class drunk; rude, mean, crazy, absent-minded, but never drunk. How funny! Stay warm :o)
bastard french man with red scarf... i will find you and judge you
Alex,
I just left a brillant message and got knocked off before it flew to you...so, have a great visit scouring London with The Judge and Dennis, and drink hot cider instead of alcohol...better for the brain cells!
Love
THE SISTER
Man, reading that left me thirsty. I think I'll have several shots.
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