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bury me, you thought your problems were gone.
carry me, away, away, away..

weekend off-kilter madness!

friday was okay, i guess. i did feel a little awkward at the hardboiled potluck since it all of a sudden became very clique-y: brian and his roommates, julie and gloria and peter. i think allen and i felt a little weird being there, but i didn't even try to talk to allen or anything. stephen brought alex along, and that was a doozy. and then lisa macs came, and all was right with the world for a few minutes, and then i had to leave because i was feeling a lot weird.

the next day, kat and i engorged ourselves with the amazing ant farm exhibition at the berkeley art museum. read this to get a sample of who they are; you might have already heard of them because they're the ones who did the infamous cadillac ranch.

following that was bruno's first shb, which was nice and well-attended. we even got reprimanded by one of the referees because we were singling out one of the girls on the washington basketball team, giuliana mendiola, for being butt-fugly. (go judge for yourself. it's worse in person, though, i have to attest.) her sister, by the way, is number thirty-one on the team; much prettier than she is.

karaoke was a bust. but we ended up going over to eddie's house, drinking the night away, having fun singing along to the songs that would pop up on eddie's playlist. it was good times, we had lots of good fun -- yet another night that would prove to be memorable and enjoyable. (we missed a few of you guys, but damn, it's your failt for not showing up...) and then of course the eventual crashing at jeremy's place was fun, too.

today, the superbowl. (the patriots or the panthers? can the panthers really pull it off? i think i'll quote fred willard in a mighty wind when i say, "i don't think so!") tomorrow... the world?

i'm getting tired of this whole thing.

posted by Open Source Food @ 1:18 PM