11.27.2002

did i tell you that we won big game? yeah. we did. 30-7. and everything that led up to it -- pier 39, the cable car rally, newman guarding, big game titration, the noon rally, the newman shb, dyeing my hair electric blue, sleeping in brh, going to the second east bay bus, the bonfire rally, getting a total of about twenty hours of sleep the entire week and having to perform pregame faster than ever, and then dancing in front of the student section, and waching the goalposts come down... this is a week i will never forget.

i've had about three days to recuperate (and attend class) and everything's going very well. it's kinda sad seeing everyone leave early for thanksgiving, but i'm leaving the morning of, so i've nothing to say. except that being in my own bedroom for the span of four days will be more than enough to weird me out. or suck me back in to socal lifestyle.

we're making buttons. "spoiled newman" buttons and "newman guarding 2002" buttons. because as the newmen, we rock. and we're going to have a kick-ass oldmen football team next year.

besides that one time wih the paramedics after newman guarding (damn you noli and rebecca! j/k. i actually had a lot of fun trying to get shaving cream out of my hair) it was fantastic.

well, it's wednesday afternoon. i'm leaving tomorrow in the early morning -- heading home, rather -- and i'm expecting the house to be crammed full of people i don't know or relatives i haven't seen in forever or my cousins that i really miss a lot. then the following day i have nothing else lined up after a dental appointment. then saturday -- ah yes, shopping -- and i'm leaving saturday night. going back ot berkeley, rather. it's weird. it's like living in two places at the same time.

call me one i'm down there. we'll do stuff, kiddos. like, shop. or catch up with each other. or hell, just have fun.

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