i was accurate in my predictions for friday. i overcame, though, relatively quickly. i spent the afternoon forming a playlist for the night’s party, swimming in the pool with brad and zurm, and welcoming annie to bleu haus. she seemed daunted at first by the impressiveness of our abode, but quickly grew accustomed to its wilder ways. why, the next day, she even offered to help clean a mound of french fry vomit! but i’m getting ahead of myself.
ian sherwood and two of his friends showed up around 5 and immediately embarked upon a drinking frenzy. i continued idly setting up the sound for the night, eventually joining in just as ryan was moving towards drunkenly passing out downstairs for 14 hours. we played a few rounds of beer pong and some half-assed card games until suddenly joe and his posse arrived, fleshing out our party quite admirably. suddenly, the round of kings was insanely hilarious, what with cam’s rule of “no pointing.” i’ll have to remember that one. ellen showed up as well, with some of her friends. annie and ian mostly hung out with them, while i entertained the ground floor crew. beats were loud and predominantly fresh, beer pong near-constant. at one point, sage inflated the basketball somehow and we stormed out onto the neighbor’s net. two (maybe three or four) games occurred over the course of the night. i did surprisingly well while wearing awful flip-flops – perhaps it was the drink. most sports are improved that way. overall, it was a loud, packed night, definitely a summer success. good on mk for bothering to make a facebook event.
sherwood, zurm, brad and i played so much ultimate frisbee the next day. there were a few semi-professionals there, so i actually played with gusto one of the games, leading my team to domination. it helped that the wind had also died down. just a little help, though. we vaguely started to party again as evening rolled around, until annie suggested we join ellen at the hookah lounge. i’m not big on smoking shit, even the more pleasantly flavored things like hookah, but i said i would come, figuring it would still be amusing since i had been drinking. somehow – somehow – i was convinced to join in. perhaps it was the need to finish the gifted hookah, but regardless, i dominated that shit. really, really pounded it. and, for the first time ever, i actually got buzzed off smoking something. i felt very strange. like, tired drunk, kind of. i just wanted to hang out places and do whatever. weird feeling. but i guess it’s all right to know what that is.
i went to an orientation/training session for sparty’s today. it was scheduled to be eight hours – my hard-earned summer time for a job i wasn’t even sure i had been given? fortunately, it turned out to be only six hours – and i was given the job. i guess if you bother filling out the copious amount of paperwork, youre given a job. the two foreign exchange students next to me appeared to be having trouble with that. i had to translate a little for the 30-year-old libyan phd student. she seemed slightly out of her element. we learned how to barrista and run the register – relatively simple stuff, but it complex when jammed into four hours of training, especially when we were told that we would be doing much of this alone. i was fairly disappointed that one of the most emphasized rules was that we arent allowed to do homework or read in our downtime. for a school-sponsered job, that seems lame. but whatever. it’s a better job than hollister already. i went over there to let them know my last day will be thursday. they were unconcerned.
i wish there was a website that would just update with music i like. personalized and shit. i could input a variety of songs that i enjoy and it would send me new and fresh things. sort of like pandora i guess, but not just the most popular stuff. somebody should get on designing that. they could get pretty damn rich, i imagine.