Maybe they're laced with crack...
Jun. 1st, 2004 05:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
leujinSo listened to a bunch of speeches today. There was some pretty interesting ones, and then there were ones that just droned on and on and on and I was like "omg, seriously, stfu!" Okay, so I didn't say it, but I thought it... and I think I may have actually thought that exact phrase, because I'm a giant losergeek. There was general antics between Tom, Trish, and I. Those kids... they crack me up. At one point I was leaning over to pick something up, Trish put me in a headlock, and Tom started poking me with a pencil. Most uncool. There was lot's of other antics too, like giggling like little school girls. At one point we were joking around and we're like "man, crying is so gay. Only fags cry." It was really funny... but only in that "I would never actually say something like that" kind of way. You know me. I'm all about equal rights and... mad emo tears and... stuff.
So... after speeches, we were standing there waiting for the bus, Trish and I, and Tom came after us and was like "let's go to Illegal Pete's!" I was a bit confused by the name, but I followed none the less. Well, as it turns out, Illegal Pete's is a burrito shop. They make decent burritos... but nothing like Chili Works. Holy crap. I mean, it was good. The best burrito I've had since I've been out here... but not even half as good as the little burrito shop of horrors. Somewhere along the way, we got to talking about our sex lives. Naturally, I was more than willing to divulge any detail asked of me. Lucky me, my friends weren't put off or anything! In fact, they were sharing stories with me! But poor Trish... still a virgin, so Tom and I are sitting there rattling off sex stories/fantasies and Trish is like "well... I masturbate..." T'was funny. Umm... there was a couple of really funny things that were said, but of course I can't remember. Stupid brain. We decided we're going to have a big WCIII tournament. God bless giant networks. Though I'm sure my computer is going to crash 7 times. Anyway.
The bus ride home... sucked. It was super packed, because it was the crowd just getting off work. There was literally no seats until about halfway through the ride, so it was like "gah... standing... being run into... gah..." and it was really smelly, too. You could tell that all these people had been standing in the sun for an hour, because they absolutely stank of BO. The fact that body heat from the bus was wafting onto everybody and making them sweat even more really didn't help. I got ran into on several occasions and I almost at piles and piles of shit. I hate smelly people on the bus. Fortuantly, I got to sit down after we passed through Cheesman park, so it was slightly more bearable. So that was it. Pretty productive day, I should say. I'll have to go to Illegal Pete's again some time. And then I'll... eat cheese.
So... after speeches, we were standing there waiting for the bus, Trish and I, and Tom came after us and was like "let's go to Illegal Pete's!" I was a bit confused by the name, but I followed none the less. Well, as it turns out, Illegal Pete's is a burrito shop. They make decent burritos... but nothing like Chili Works. Holy crap. I mean, it was good. The best burrito I've had since I've been out here... but not even half as good as the little burrito shop of horrors. Somewhere along the way, we got to talking about our sex lives. Naturally, I was more than willing to divulge any detail asked of me. Lucky me, my friends weren't put off or anything! In fact, they were sharing stories with me! But poor Trish... still a virgin, so Tom and I are sitting there rattling off sex stories/fantasies and Trish is like "well... I masturbate..." T'was funny. Umm... there was a couple of really funny things that were said, but of course I can't remember. Stupid brain. We decided we're going to have a big WCIII tournament. God bless giant networks. Though I'm sure my computer is going to crash 7 times. Anyway.
The bus ride home... sucked. It was super packed, because it was the crowd just getting off work. There was literally no seats until about halfway through the ride, so it was like "gah... standing... being run into... gah..." and it was really smelly, too. You could tell that all these people had been standing in the sun for an hour, because they absolutely stank of BO. The fact that body heat from the bus was wafting onto everybody and making them sweat even more really didn't help. I got ran into on several occasions and I almost at piles and piles of shit. I hate smelly people on the bus. Fortuantly, I got to sit down after we passed through Cheesman park, so it was slightly more bearable. So that was it. Pretty productive day, I should say. I'll have to go to Illegal Pete's again some time. And then I'll... eat cheese.
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Date: 2004-06-01 04:58 pm (UTC)... and it's not a bad thing to be a virgin, ya know... o.O
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Date: 2004-06-01 05:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-01 05:02 pm (UTC)But it would suck to be all... adult and WANTING to get laid and just not able to find someone. XP; Poor Peter.