Monday, September 01, 2003

Recap of Labor Day Weekend:

Thursday: "Beat the Tiger" Night at Tigerbeat
- Have dinner with Semhar and amazing architect guru, Jason.
- Walk down the hall and talk to several residents. Invite them to gay club, and Jocelyn, the newest member of the Silk section, accepts.
- Get dressed up in 'SC gear.
- Headed to Webb where I proceeded to down a Coke with lime in a martini glass.
- Gather my already drunken car and leave campus. They have the munchies, so we do a McDonald's run, despite my protestations of "There's no eating in my car."
- Park and almost get a ticket for jay-walking. I hate the LAPD.
- Go into the club and immediately see two co-RAs and two other residents. Secretly thank the Lord that I was the DD.
- Danced in both the 80s room and the top 40 pop room.
- Declared my love to Justin who sadly rejected me, yet again.
- Drove to Del Taco and ordered a $4 "frat boy" combo.
- Dropped people off at various places, including making a special run to the band office just for Samantha, aka the unofficial Lazy Whore.
- Almost fell asleep, then Nietta calls, asking for a red shirt.
- Finally hit the sack.

Friday, "Beat (up) the Trojans" night at 'SC
- Woke up and realized that the "frat boy combo" from Del Taco isn't the greatest thing for my stomach.
- Went and hung out with Brad, where we commiserated over mutual stomach dissatisfaction.
- Came back to PIRC where I found Semhar and her friend Jason. Ate at the cafeteria and felt inspired by Jason, artist, designer, and architect extraordinaire.
- Called Hector, drove to Wendy's and watched him eat $6 worth of food from the 99 cent menu.
- Parked my car, then walked to City Park for Dan's party. Had a great time, danced to Britney, talked to copious Marks Hallers, and got a number. (True, it was a friend, not a romantic interest. Whatever.) Laughed at Hector's oogling of my RHP friends.
- Walked down Ellendale to Jay's place. Laughed with Jay for twenty minutes, but left after some guy started molesting me. One word about that: Ew.
- Saw Henry and Eric on Orchard as we were walking back. The following occurred:

A man walking in front of us turned around with his hand in his pocket and said, "Hey, give me all your shit. I have a gun." He took the wallets of the boys... but I noticed he wasn't really paying very much attention to me, so I started to slowly walk away. He finally notices me and said, "Hey, give me your purse or else my friends in the car are going to shoot you." He came over and grabbed the handle of my purse and yanked it... but I said, "No." He yanked again, and I said "No" again. He said, "Gimme your purse, bitch" and again, I said "No, you're not getting my purse." He stood there, shocked that I resisted. He ran away to his getaway car and they leave in a hurry.

(to be continued.)