U2 Tour Dates - Now Official! — Page 176

So, I come back from class, w/ my takeout from Yip's Chinese takeout (after someone stole mine at the register, and I had to go back and get my food again!) and I come into the apt, lights off (as I left them) only to find what in my kitchen you may ask? A roach? Nope. A mouse? Good try, but still no. The Boyfriend!!! I came in, said, "Hey," assuming my roommate was in the bathroom or in the bedroom or something, put my food down on the coffee table, took off my coat, and I hear "I was just getting some rice" and the door closing. Ummm...okay. So, I get up, check the bathroom: empty. The bedroom: empty. WTF?!?!? How the F*CK did he get in here? Ummm...NO! Did she let him in and leave him here? Leave the door ajar for him? Find out the door combo (we have cards to swipe in, but the doors also have combinations that they give you if your card stops working for some reason) so that he can let himself in?!? What the hell, man! Not cool. At all. Is this a regular thing, and I just happened to "catch" him this time? Grrrr!!

Glad you liked Capote, Pat. Hey, if I can see 3 movies in one afternoon, surely you can catch at least one more this week!

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You know, the vibe I was getting from them when they were together was that he's just a really socially inept guy. I wouldn't even take it personally anymore. When he was playing videogames with your roomie, even, they didn't really talk or do any lovey-dovey stuff (perhaps they save that for the spooning later?). I think they're both sort of only in the relationship so they can be in a relationship, because there was certainly no sparks flying and they both just seem so...well, *AN* (what we'll call Nicole's roomie* is nice, but she's not particularly friendly, and neither of them even conversed with each other! I suppose it's more a situation of birds-a-feather..., you know? I doubt this is making any sense (rolled outta bed 20 minutes ago...didn't get a good night's sleep. More on that in a mo').

Anyway, what I'm trying to say is that his lack of social decency towards you probably isn't personal - I think he's just like that. He's not even all that chatty towards *AN*!

Okay, I had the worst nightmare last night that jolted me up at 6am today. It's one of those things where everything seems so stressful and chaotic in your sleep, and then you wake up with your heart racing with adrenaline but when you recount it, you're going, "I was worked up over THAT?"

So Nic and I are seeing U2, and we've got primo seats by Adam's side. Britney Spears is opening (that wasn't even the scary part), and after she finishes, I realize I've forgotten my camera and I'll need to run out to buy some disposables. I'm already cutting it close but I figure I have until 8:45 to get back to the seat. Suddenly, I'm running (and it's daytime on a country road?) and choose to try the dollar store over the gas station (because it's cheaper) and I ask if they have any disposable cameras, and they point me to a fridge with a frog habitat in it. But when I get back outside, I can't find the gas station. So I walk back to Nic's university, I'm getting lost trying to retrieve my car from the underground parking, and I keep trying to call Nic so at least I can hear the concert. But she's all, "OHMYGOD!! They're playing Mofo! They're playing Mofo! And they just pulled Bo Derek and Marc Kudisch up on stage!" (Bo Derek? Marc Kudisch??) and then she hangs up on me. I get to my car, and someone's stolen all of the tires and suspended the car from wires. Then these policemen think I was the culprit, and try to take me down to the station, but I'm begging them to let me just go to the concert instead while in the meantime, Nicole keeps hanging up on me after screaming the name of the song and saying that she doesn't want to get charged long-distance. (Even though I'm the one calling her!! That wench.) So I try to catch a subway back to MSG, exxcept my leg slips in between the platform and the train, but I stick my arm in, expecting the door to re-open for me so I can hop in. But it doesn't, and I'm being dragged uptown by my limbs.

And then I woke up, really pissed off at Nic for some reason. The odd thing is I was more upset about the fact that I was missing the opening (because I must've simply been DYING to hear some of the lamer HTDAAB songs again and again and again...) than I was about Britney opening OR the frog habitat in the fridge.

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It was totally nightmarish. Cold sweats and everything. I jolted up, totally pissed at Mabel and was going to log on here to tell her how dare she blow me off and not let me listen to the show, but my exhaustion prevented me from it. It wasn't until I woke up later that I realized what an idiot I was.

(Love your av!)

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You can get a few Gale-with-a-sex-face-look if you look hard enough!

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Merry Christmas, guys!

I literally only have 2 seconds here, but I have huge news.

MABS, I GOT THE PACKAGE TODAY!!!

Details later!

Yeah, I'm not even pissed off at them anymore, as much as frustrated with the situation (which, in all honesty, I shouldn't really be, because *knock on wood* they've only been here 1 night since you left, Tiff). But still, there was definitely an odd vibe walking in w/ all the lights off, only to find him camping out in the kitchen. I think if I hadn't been so groggy from being sick the past couple of days, I probably would have screamed. I mean, it wasn't like I came in and saw all the lights on and TV was on, etc. It's all quiet, and quasi-dark, and here I go, swinging into the kitchen to grab a fork and "AAAHHHHH!!!" Whatever. They are totally bizarre, and I suppose I can just leave it at that. Definitely seem very anti-social (and I thought I was bad), even w/ each other. You know, Tiff, you're right! I don't think I've ever really seen them chatting. Whenever they're here, they're either playing video games or watching TV in silence. I think the extent of their convos can pretty much be summed up w/ "Dude, do you want some mac and cheese?" or "Hey, there's nothing on TV. Oh wait, there's always Cartoon Network, right, dude." I honestly don't think I've ever heard him call her by her first name, and I've only heard her call him by his maybe twice all semester! Strange, strange stuff.

Anyway, speaking of strange stuff. What's up w/ that dream, Tiff!?! Very, very strange. Isn't it weird when you have such a vivid dream that you are positive it really happened when you wake up? I had a dream last year that there was a Food Emporium a couple of blocks away, and like 2 days later, when I went out grocery shopping, I actually went that way, and thought "Hey, what happened to the Food Emporium?...Oh wait, there isn't one!" It was really strange, and very disconcerting.

Oh, and there was some guy on craigslist last night that was giving away an acoustic guitar, and for a minute there, I was convinced that it was fate after our little convo last night. This morning he hadn't replied and his post was deleted. I think that's more in line w/ the fate I had in store! I actually had a sort of half-dream type thing last night (you know when you're kind of asleep, but not totally) that I made a sign for the Houston song (somehow I managed to get GA and got scanned into the elipse) and they assumed that it meant I wanted to play it, so the security guy just snagged me and threw me up on the stage, and Dallas Schoo plopped one of Edge's acoustic guitars on me, and Edge gave me his guitar pick, and there I was stuck on stage, and I had to whisper to Bono that I really can't play the guitar, I just wanted them to play the song. And just as quickly as they tossed me up there, they yanked the guitar off me, and tossed me back into the crowd. And everyone around me in GA was pissed at me. I don't know why. I don't really remember what happened after that, but I don't think it was like "Well since this chick ruined the moment, we're just calling it quits now. Bye." But they were definitely pissed at me.

And yes! Happy Chocolate Discount Day!!! What a glorious day it is!

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WHAT THE F*CK, PAT?!?!?!?!? Eeeee!!!! Well, I guess you can keep all those then (assuming the B+P goes through)! Or maybe at some point, you can make some copies and send stuff to Tiff/Ellie/Claire if they want anything. I think Tiff's got most of the stuff by now, though. Though I think you may still need to send back copies of the theatre stuff...But whatever, we'll figure that out later...HOOORAAAAYYYY!!!!!

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I don't think you really missed anything, Ellie. Tiff, Claire, and I had a lengthy discussion last night about learning to play a song on acoustic guitar to get plucked up at a U2 concert, hence my long rant about my dream last night.

Pat went to the movies last night rather than doing Halloween-type stuff (a rarity for him).

Tiff had a date last night that was kind of ehh.

Elphie's got crazy layovers coming back from NZ, but it'll all be worth it because she's got a crazy week planned once she finally gets back (including many trips through Secaucus).

Aaaand, my room apparently now has an open door policy for my roommate's bf, unbeknownst to me!

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Updated On: 11/1/05 at 03:50 PM

Well, a fizzle-dead dull date is better than a truly hellish date, so for that you must be thankful. Were you comfortable enough to pig out?

An ahh yes, Allie, QAF. The chap who used to be your avatar. I'm with you now.

What are you leaning towards at the moment, Mabs? I'd definitely go with the Woolf/Bloomsbury. Don't you find Early Modern Women's Lit to be so booooooooooring? Like, coma-inducing.

How about the triangle?

Next month, Tiff?!?! It's in less than 3 weeks! I think I need to go and find myself a triangle. Thanks for the suggestion, El. Definitely more up my alley!

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