2008

Hey kids, some memories:

- The introduction of Guesstures (i think it was this year-ish) or if not the introduction, the fun. And the end of the Stephanie curse!

- Bang. Enough said.

- Trip to Santa Monica, Third Street Promenade, Westwood, UCLA. and an awkward lunch in an upscale restaurant in beach clothes...

- Knotts (i missed that one...)

- Alex leaves Rose-Hulman. For sunny California and a woman oops did i say woman i mean women ;)

- Mustard and a window curtain

- Andrew and China. We'll leave it at that ;)

- Random activities over the summer (bowling, mini-golf, movies)

- Andrew chickens out on THREE long distance relationships

- Alex finally proves he has some guts (but is still WHIPPED)

- Steph still did not meet any guys. Good luck in 2009.

- Or actually, she did ;) but he turned out to be a stalker

- Alex visits Boston for spring break and Daniel ditches him

- Eric Holly visits Boston for a weekend and Daniel once again ditches him and Steph

- Daniel begins driving freeways! (and still manages to avoid driving friends most of the time muaha)

- Alex is still the Designated Driver

- Game nights! The most random assortment of kids you'll get.

- International Relations. Andrew knows what I'm talking about ;)

- Daniel's $500 sunglasses almost get lost at Mulligan's because Andrew almost loses his ball in the water

- Fancy dining at Ketchup (yes that is the restaurant's name) on Sunset Blvd for Steph's BD.

- Daniel once again did not get to try a real truffle. the mac n cheese only had 'truffle oil' or some junk

- Alex drunk-texts everyone

- Unexpected relationships occur all around (notably, two A's and a J)

- Andrew and Daniel work at the same company. Andrew watches the Office, Daniel sleeps all day. Even in a meeting.

- Alex plays WOW. All day.

- The blog begins. Madness and hilarity ensue.

- Steph joins a sorority. The 'cool' one. (right....)

- Daniel loves Pixar. And Wall-E.

- Daniel is still trying to be awesome.

Add more as you think of them!

noodles

ever have a noodle go up your nose? don't think it's possible? well it is. i did so at lunch today. and then blew my nose with a tissue to get it out.

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happy end of the year!

will come up with witty title later...hopefully

I'm so addicted to the song "All I Want for Christmas is Us" by Jason Mraz and Tristan Prettyman.

"they say wishing for you is like wishing for snow in Southern California. . ."




[edit] No witty title yet, but also no jury duty tomorrow!!! wahoo!!!!

[edit 2] omg. jury duty. jas;kdfjal;fldz. Will definitely post on blog tomorrow if I get wireless there. haha

Penguin Suit

I wonder who invented the tuxedo. I guess I could easily wikipedia that information, but I'm not going to so perhaps I don't really wonder about that...

But seriously, I get so annoyed every time I am forced to wear a tux. Tuxes are totally impractical, unreasonably expensive, and most importantly, unbearably hideous on 98% of guys. I mean, I don't mind dressing up--but generally I try to look good when I dress up. I have given up on tuxedos though. I don't look good in them, and I think the only way for me to change that is to start stripping it off...it might look sexy for the 30 seconds I'm removing it. Totally kidding.

The cause of this rant? A little charity-driven high-class fancy-dancy ball-type ordeal (is there a literary term for putting lots of adjectives-that-require-dashes in a row? If not do I get to patent it?) I'm going to with a friend of mine. (ohh, grammar nazi coming in. Why would I say "friend of mine"? Clearly the friend must be mine...that's just being excessively verbose. Why would anyone say that? Does it ever actually clarify the "friend"?)

The ball should be amusingly fun, watching rich people flaunt their wealth and their spoiled kids abuse it. But perhaps I'm being overly cynical and judgamental from the get-go. Let's just leave it at: "the ball should be amusingly fun." Now if only I didn't have to look like a penguin...tux with tails, white bow-tie, white vest, etcetc. Sigh* I am a bit confused about the white gloves that look like they just walked out of the last level in Super Smash Brothers. Part of me wants to dye them black to match a penguin's black flippers. This is the same part of me that wants to dawdle across the walkway thingy that I'll be escorting my friend across. Perhaps I'll also mohawk my hair to replicate this:

Or I guess I could also try being a little more dashing and look like this:


So many options! I wonder which one my friend would prefer. But hey--I was right--the tuxedo only looks sexy when it's ruffled up/about to come off.

Back to the Sun

I'm afraid I'm not going to try and be creative tonight because it has been too long since I last blogged on this thing and I feel you guys need a little bit of an update on what's going on in my life instead of laughs. I am back in California. I gave the cold weather and crappy city I lived near the middle finger and decided to move back to a warmer climate.

I am currently in the process of transferring to UCLA, but in the mean time, I'm trying to apply to Santa Monica College so I can take some courses I wasn't able to take at Rose (i.e. ballroom dancing, animation, computer game design). I also want to try out some computer science courses because I discovered I don't like chemistry as much as I thought I did, and I'm looking to switch my major.

Not only am I trying to take classes in Santa Monica, but also trying to find an apartment I could rent out in that area of the city. I was tired of the deadness that surrounded Rose and I want a little bit of action now. I thought I could live in a small town, but that only made me turn to the internet as my source of entertainment. I missed the events, movies, and culture Los Angeles had to offer. In fact, this Friday, the Egyptian theater is showing Lawrence of Arabia. This is a truly epic movie for you guys who haven't heard of it. It's about 3 and half hours long and requires an intermission. It's stuff like that which I missed.

In order to support myself, I'm also trying to get a job. I'm currently applying for a clerk job for a UCLA clinic and we'll soon find out if I'm hired. In the mean time, I'm trying to find some other jobs. I was thinking night auditing for a hotel or maybe becoming a waiter. My friend just mentioned Starbucks. Discount on coffee anyone? Alexander Baker is looking for a job and any advice you guys have, I'll be willing to take it.

It's nice to be home. The weather is beautiful, not that gray clammy type which plagued Indiana. I no longer have to worry about black ice on my way to Subway, the sandwich shop. I nearly died 3 times on my way Subway one night. How the hell do old people live in the Midwest? The best thing of all, I don't need to tell you guys, Californian girls. The Beach Boys had it right when they said "I wish they all could be California girls." Because indeed, California girls blow my mind. It might be the goggles talking, but I haven't seen women, these females aren't girls, they are too damn fine to be girls. These Californian women are AMAZING! I'm happy to be home and I'm looking forward to seeing you guys when you get back from college. I should still be in my parents house at that time, so feel free to call me. Hang in there guys! Break is almost here!

Finals

Good Luck everyone (minus Alex who is on some weird schedule...)

Alex, good luck with WoW while the rest of us are dying. :)