Mezzo Swede

A Toast to World Domination
2002-02-20 08:22:39 (UTC)

A Sea Anemonea Special

I should get an olympic diary-writing medal for writing a
billion entries in one day. Speaking of olympics, I was
just moved to tears watching a USA gold medalist,
apparently the first mexican-america to ever win a medal in
the olympics. Don't hold me to that info, that's just what
I caught in the brief ceremony I watched. He was so happy,
and crying, and it was such a great moment. It must feel so
great to be him right now...it was touching not only
because it was a historic moment, but also because it
showed such humility to see a grown man cry.
SO...PRESIDENT'S DAY! Woo-hoo!!!!!!!! Erin and I spent the
night at Tiny Window's House. Erin, after being predictably
narcoleptic the night before wakes up real early. I woke up
not so early, and the last to wake up is Luis. He didn't
wake up cause he wanted to though. He woke up because Gabe
and I were serenading him. Gabe was playing the guitar
really loudly as I was coming up with Presidential Song
Lyrics in honor of this grand holiday. I celebrated by
eating brownies for breakfast.
Erin and I drove home around midday, and Erin headed back
to Santa Clara. Shortly thereafter, Gabe, Lyndsey and Luis
came to MY house and picked me up. We grabbed golf clubs,
and went to the driving range. It was good times. I wasn't
hitting any stellar shots, but they were at least going
straight. For the most part. Kinda. As if that wasn't
enough, we then went and played miniature golf. I wasn't
very good at that. There were kids running though our game
the whole time. I was tempted to take on little girl and
stuff her into the little windmill at the end of the
eighteenth hole. I probably would have been arrested though.
Speaking of arrested...Luis almost got us all killed. He
was driving, and cut this off duty bus driver off. Um, we
made up the excuse that it LOOKED like the driver was
waving Luis in, but I think the reality of the situation
was that the bus driver was just eating a burrito, and Luis
cut him off. Anyway, the driver went nuts, and followed us
for a billion blocks, with his middle finger clearly being
thrust in our direction. So there we were, driving along,
with this Samtrans bus on our tail, BUS 419, for the
record...and he's honking continuously...and I swore he was
trying to run us over with his bus. However, some skillful
maneuvering got us out of the line of the raging bus
driver, and we eventually watched him drive off towards the
horizon...now all that remains is an extreme paranoia, and
the general fear that any Samtrans bus could be the enemy,
hunting us down.
So yes, a fun day indeed. I watched the one-act plays in
their tech rehearsal, and they were all pretty darn good. I
won't discuss them now, as I am planning on seeing them in
all their presentational glory when they officially open
this weekend.
You are probably wondering when the relevant bit about sea
anemoneas is going to apperar. Um...not quite yet.
My mother hates me. I think she has bi-polar disorder. I
know it's not nice to play psychiatrist and go around
diagnosing people like that...but I will anyway. She was
mad as could be last night when I came home...and although
she had hints of madness this evening as well...at one
point she was laughing. Unheard of. I can even remember the
last time THAT happened. I almost passed out from sheer
surprise. She was wondering why the curtains in my bathroom
were window length when she took them down, and now when
she put them back up...they were floor length. Cryptic. And
very mysterious. She laughed and said she was afraid she
was losing her mind. I didn't say anything, seeing as how
that is my belief most of the time. Then I realized that
the curtains really had been short last time I checked, and
were now floor length. Totally convinced of my own sanity,
I laughed and said that Milo must have gone out and bought
new ones, as a practical joke. She stopped laughing, and
said something about how "at least Milo helps out around
the house..."
I went to school this morning, with no homework done for my
form and analysis class, but when I got there, Dr.Moyer
wasn't even there. I finished my homework, and asked around
as to her potential whereabouts. We think she might be
stuck in Salt Lake City, because of bad weather. I wonder
how likely it is that the bad weather will last till late
May, because that would really make me happy. Either way, I
am happy at this moment, because at least I didn't have to
see her TODAY.
I had a good singing lesson. Debra is convinced that I am
having a nervous breakdown because of my home situation,
but I keep telling her that it will be ok. She is right in
that it is stressful, but I can deal. I am just really
tense. And the tenseness is magnified by five hundred
thousand because of the trip to the driving range
yesterday. I can barely move. I was prepared to tell my
conducting teacher that I was practicing minimalistic
conducting, in case he called on me.
I had dinner this evening, with Laurin, Frannie, Carly,
Katie Chapin, and well, myself. Yes indeed. We went and got
chinese food. It's amazing. When 4 or more NDNU girls get
together it's like everyone HAS to talk at once. At any
given time there are at least 7 different conversations
going on. Which is amazing, considering that sometimes
there are only 5 people, like tonight. The general volume
skyrockets, and the air is filled with shrill laughter, as
we strive to top each other in the art of ridicule and
gossip. Good times.
We went to Cold Stone Creamery afterwards. It's this
fabulous place where you choose your ice cream, and then
you can have whatever you want mixed into it. Well, not
things like razors, or bicycles, or other people...but
things like brownies, and bananas, and M&M's etc. Laurin
tore up a napkin and asked us what we thought it
represented. Katie said that it represented Britney Spears.
Carly and I thought it represented a sea-anemonea. Now
there is a word ya don't hear every day...We actually BOTH
meant to say jelly fish, but for some reason...we didn't.
Laurin didn't know what a sea-anemonea was. And I certainly
don't know how to spell it. Anyway, Katie convinced Laurin
that EVERYONE in the WORLD knows what a sea-anemonea is.
Except Laurin. Laurin didn't believe that so we made phone
calls to our friends to prove it, AND we polled the people
who were unfortunate enough to be in Cold Stone at the same
time as us. Indeed...most people DO know what sea-anemoneas
are. Laurin said that the napkin was supposed to represent
a car-wash.




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