September 01, 2004

Simple Pleasures

I've been taking it easy since school started. I mean, I'm still reading all night every (school) night and waking up early to read more before my ridiculously early class... but I've been trying to stay relaxed while doing it. I'm not sweating my Outlook task list as much, yet I seem to be getting more done. I've been taking the time to watch the olympic events I'm interested in and watching the Daily Show (thanks to satellite DVR), cooking, doing laundry, washing dishes... all with what seems like too little stress... at least for me. I've somehow managed to keep up with my reading and note-taking, but I'm most excited by the new dishdrain I got that actually drains water away from the dishes and into the sink - ah, the wonders of science and technology.

Since I don't have class on Fridays, I spent the first part of last Friday hung over from beer on the beach and wrote that insanely long Phish blog. Then, I went to visit FDAP, where I generally loitered and gossiped, then Garth, Julia, Anne and I went for a drink at the Gold Dust Lounge. After that, I went to Erica's because it was her birthday, where we drank beer and watched the olympics. Eventually Aaron came over and we went out to a bar on Clement Street until last call. Here are some pictures:

1 garth and julia.jpgGarth and Julia

erica, aaron, me.jpgErica, Aaron and me on Erica's B-day

me and aaron.jpgAwww.

This week has gone by real quickly since I've been glued to my books and laptop, except for when I'm doing chores or sleeping (even TV-watching involves pretending to read). I'm only going to my super early class tomorrow, since my middle class is canceled, and I'm not sticking around for 5 hours for my last class; I'd rather stay home and read for it. Since I only have 12 pages to read for tonight (and I got called on in that class today, so I'm so in the clear), I watched a whole bunch of Daily Shows I hadn't seen yet. Ted Koppel was on one of them, and John mentioned that he was going to be on Nightline, Ted's show. Sadly, I've already missed that interview, but I managed to find a fairly good transcript of it on lostremote.com. I posted a long-ass comment since I don't have much to do for tonight and I sure don't want to start reading ahead just now. Here's my comment; in case you care:

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Comments

God... the happiness of those photos made me sob with jealously, or with missing you and Aaron, I'm not sure which. Perhaps both.
This boozehound needs to reconnect with her tiny Philipino drinking buddy soon, methinks.
Thank god my show is closing soon. It's cutting down my drinking hours as it is.

Posted by: kati at September 1, 2004 11:52 PM

Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights are best for us. Come on out for a drink or 8 or 9; there's an air mattress here with your name on it (I made it myself).

Posted by: Kristina at September 2, 2004 06:47 AM

hey! beast! when you go to bars on clement you are supposed to call me, since I live RIGHT THERE!! oh my. now then, I'm assuming you know about the 540 and its $1 drink nights and $2 cocktail nights.

Posted by: julia at September 2, 2004 12:04 PM

Um, is that the Gold Dust as in my-dad-works-at-the-Gold-Dust? And if so, did you see him?

:-p

Posted by: Renee at September 2, 2004 12:06 PM

Next time I'm on Clement Street I'll give you a call, however I thought you went out to the East Bay that night, so I have a good excuse this time. Yeah, that's the Gold Dust your dad plays at, but he never gets there before 8pm and I'm never there after 6pm, so I never see him. I did see him once (when we came to the bar drunk), but he didn't recognize me; I had to tell him who I was. I was like "Uh, you took me to see Bram Stoker's Dracula when I was 12 and I was at Renee's birthday party in December." He was like "Oh, yeah... How's Aaron?" The music was great.

Posted by: Kristina at September 2, 2004 01:09 PM
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