Dramatic Monotony

Monday, February 23, 2004

Happy (belated) birthday, Ian! I love you! I love you even though you're really old!

BTW - Carbfest '04 was a success!

PIRC - Pizza, pasta, hot dog, soup (with rice), soda
Fritto Misto - Gorgonzola and greens salad, lobster ravioli with dill cream sauce and shrimp

PIRC - roast beef sandwich, pizza, soda
The Hat - double cheeseburger, chili cheese fries, cherry coke
Later - lots of "Munchies," malt beverages, ice cream cone

Fazoli's - Italian sampler deluxe (four kinds of pasta!), seven breadsticks
Dinner - Fazoli's baked ziti, bought specifically for later consumption, Sprite
Late night snack - Canter's matzo ball soup, Sprite

Only two more days of indulgence! I still have six Cokes in my refrigerator, in addiction to half a pint of matzo ball soup.

I'm so full. I didn't accomplish any work this weekend. Instead, I...
- learned how to drive a stick shift
- went bowling and managed to score less than 100 WITH BUMPERS. (God, I suck.)
- hung out with bandies for the first time in forever
- bounced quarters into shot glasses for two hours
- watched the newly formed USC cheerleading squad's exhibition
- saw The Girl with a Pearl Earring with Matt, resident extraordinaire
- talked with my dad for two hours
- bought (and watched) Down with Love
- had a "girl's night" with Yael as we watched the final episode of Sex & the City

Good times. Too bad Wuthering Heights is calling my name.

Friday, February 20, 2004

So, the dinner with Marco has not been canceled, just postponed until NEXT Friday.

He forgot he had a concert. What a dork.

But I had an amazing meal with my floor. So, that was awesome.

Thursday, February 19, 2004

This will be a weekend of good food.

Friday: Fritto Misto with my floor.

Saturday: Dinner with Marco, wherever he decides to go.


So uber-happy about the Fazoli's. The breadsticks are to die for. I'll eat a lot because I've decided something really important...

I think I'm going to give up carbs AND soft drinks for Lent. Either I'll be svelte... or exactly the same. But whatever, because I'm excited about the massive quantities of MEAT that I will consume. Meat. Yum. And water. Carbonated beverages, you will have no hold over me!

Now I have to prepare for a basketball game. Ick, ick, ick. We're playing Stanford, which means one of two things: a) we're gonna have the shit kicked out of us or b) we're gonna lose after playing a heart-wrenching, beautiful game.

I love how I'm so optimistic about our b-ball team.

Saturday, February 14, 2004

And now for something different...

Post-DD = good thing.

I have a date!

Friday, February 13, 2004


Why do I get a good lottery number for R3 when I don't really need it?

I swear - housing hates me.

This was the time I wouldn't mind getting 6000 or 5000 or something around there - instead, I have 1402. I feel GUILTY about it, actually, especially since I can't use it to help anyone else get a good placement.

Oh, well. C'est la vie.

By the way, I hate having a cold. I woke up three times in the night. Damn coughing.

Tuesday, February 10, 2004

On the greatness of the Trojan Marching Band's performance at the Grammys:
Quoted from espn.com

"Best performance: Outkast's Andre 3000

"Shake it like a Polaroid picture!"
The opening teepee sequence may have had even Washington Redskins fans cringing, but Andre 3000 made sure the night's final performance was the best. Sure, "Hey Ya" gets more air time than air traffic controllers at O'Hare, but any effort that includes both Jack Black and the USC marching band gets our seal of approval."

MSN says:

"Best hip-hop nod to Fleetwood Mac: Andre 3000's hiring of the USC Trojan Marching Band to back him on "Hey Ya!""

Daily Trojan article about the performance

And if you didn't see the show, you can go here.

It was a lot of fun seeing my friends playing with Outkast. I *heart* the Trojan Marching Band.

Monday, February 09, 2004

Fool that I am,
For falling in love with you.
And, fool that I am,
For thinking you loved me, too.

You took my heart,
Then played the part of little coquette.
And, my dreams just disappeared
Like the smoke from a cigarette.

Fool that I am,
For hoping you’d understand.
And thinking you
Would listen, too,
And, oh, the things I had planned.

But we couldn’t see eye to eye
So, darling, darling, darling,
This is goodbye.
But I still care, but I still care,
And oh, fool that I am.
Oh, but I still care,
Fool that I am.

Etta James, "Fool That I Am"

I love her voice.

Relationships are funny - spring's almost here, so it's now time to get a boyfriend. Well, for everyone else except for me. So many couples... and as a result, so much drama. I don't necessarily feel sorry for myself - I'm the one in charge of my impossibly high standards. I don't feel like lowering them; it's happened before, and I don't want to shortchange myself again. I deserve the best... quality goods take a while to ripen.

I want to sleep for hours. Days. I want the work to go away. I need to do my laundry. I need to finish my reading. And my CTPR assignment.

Why are weekends always the craziest times for me? I never slow down. Never.

But I love Saturdays. There's nothing like waking up and knowing that the entire day is ahead of you. I volunteered at a Boys and Girls Club, painting and cleaning. I just want to say that fucla graduate students in the Anderson School of Business are (for the most part) complete imbeciles. What 24 year old cannot grasp the concept of painting a wall? Oh - that would be these idiotic ucla students.

Retards. Except for Charles, but I blame that on his Stanford undergraduate degree. Stanford folks tend to be rather smart - weird, crazy, way out there, yes... but rather intelligent.

Friday, February 06, 2004

I'm completely over Greek life. I went to Greek Row for the first time since freshman year... and I remember why I stopped doing that. I went inside one house and actually enjoyed myself. There were a lot of guys I knew, and they weren't sketch at all. In fact, a couple are my residents... scandalous! But really, other than that, I was completely unimpressed. Too many skanky girls, drunk guys, and panhandlers, trying to get spare change. And I ran into all of these random people from my previous years at 'SC. It was a trip down memory lane.

I think I would've had more fun if I were drinking. Sadly, alcohol doesn't mix with my medicine (or stomach problems!).

Thursday, February 05, 2004

It's been a good night.

A visit from Hess.
Revisiting the Music Man.
Seeing Anita's homemade pjs.
Watching Matt being pelted by marshmallows.
Laughing at the Fifth Wheel in Rahul's room.
A conversation, albeit awkward.
Debating homosexual marriage with Nitin.

All is... what it is.

Tuesday, February 03, 2004

I love my boyfriends. I got a visit from my favorite boys at PIRC - Orion even said I had great taste in music! I have a thing for boys with piercings... Orion is so cute. Too bad none of them love me in THAT sense.

Oh, well. Gay boyfriends are almost always the best.

I took the CTCS 464 final today. I think I did rather poorly. I also have a paper on Dracula due... and a writing exercise for my English honors seminar. On Wednesday, I have a three page flow exercise due. Thursday? I'm conflicted - I have a basketball game that I signed up to do, but Dan changed the meeting time for the returning PIRC residents. Unfortunately it coincides with the game. And then I got assigned duty the NEXT Thursday, when I was supposed to perform at a women's game. I don't think basketball band is in my stars this semester.

I'm desperately behind already - I think I need to stop worrying about my worries and concentrate on the work. But I know myself too well; I tend to get caught up in stupid things.

By the way, still having stomach problems - the librax hasn't really kicked in yet. It's only messed up my sleeping schedule. I didn't eat anything until dinner, and then I cheated and ate some cream of mushroom soup. It's one of my favorite things at PIRC, but it has lactose, which is a big no-no for me right now.

I'm going to sleep; hopefully I can wake up in time to finish my assignments. (Note to self: buy desserts for Faculty Master Dinner.)

Monday, February 02, 2004

Background Music: Death Cab for Cutie

At midnight
I sit at my desk
Unable to work.

My hand hovers,
Placing my arrow
Over your name.

I hesitate.
One minute, then five.
Fifteen, twenty.

Countless words flow
From the folds
Of my harried mind.

But the tips
Of my fingers
Refuse dictation.

Another night passes,
When we grow
Further apart.

Sunday, February 01, 2004

Throwing a party is a lot harder than it looks.

Oh, but I think people enjoyed themselves. I'd venture to say we had about 150 people attend, at least.

The menu:
7 layer bean dip
Chili Frito Pie
French Onion dip and ruffles
Salsa, Queso, and tortilla chips
Vegetable plate
Pizza (Varieties included Cheese, Pepperoni, Pineapple, Mushroom, Sausage)
Peach cobbler
Pecan pie
Peanut Butter Cookies
Chocolate Chip cookies
Ice cream (Neapolitan, Vanilla, Chocolate fudge) with whipped cream, pecans, chocolate syrup and cherries)

I made all of the appetizers and desserts, along with the help of chef extraordinaire, Alex. The pecan pie didn't set quite right... but it still tasted good.
I incorporated the Texas theme into all parts of the party - Texas flags adorned the walls, red bandanas served as part of the table cloth, I had a flower arrangement with yellow roses and bluebonnets... it was a lot of fun. We used a projector, so the game was particularly large.

Overall, it was very well done. I'm proud.

Now I'm going to fail my CTCS 464 final tomorrow.