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ans99last night we had a last-minute halloween party; i was kind of amazed more than two people showed up, really, considering the number of halloween parties in the area. here are some other things that amazed me:
-everyone got along and seemed to have a decent time even though most of it was spent on rock band.
-mario brought his precious rock band out here during a rainstorm
-assigning backup dancing roles means that everyone gets to play all the time
-i won a costume award from james for my sexy abe lincoln get-up!!!
-i actually looked pretty sexy
-everyone's costumes. many people really seemed to put some creative effort into it this year. even anna's head dressed up :) the costumes, in a list-within-a-list:
------ken: george washington (he had a pocketful of little plastic horses)
------me: sexy abe lincoln
------alan: bernard black
------anna's head: flapper
------mario: vampire
------a.j.: robert smith
------james: dinosaur elvis
------alex: angel of the morning
------henry: detective
------janie and chris: olive oyl and popeye
-i cannot seem to stay mad at alan
-even after taking a digital photography class i still cannot get decent pictures in dim light with drunken people. maybe external flash is in order after all. curse you, the darkness!
-the cops did not get called this time because our parties are not noisy and we do not have vindictive asshole neighbors!
-eat poop you cat is not strictly an everything2 thing! apparently. in berkeley they call it "pictionary telephone."
-eat poop you cat is never not funny, not once
-a large bag of candy from costco is too much
-gay techno sounds like regular techno
-that spiderweb stuff is hard to string up, at least in such a way that it doesn't resemble santa's beard so much as an actual spiderweb
-no matter how much i plan a party, it ends up taking on a significant life of its own, which begs the question why i worry about it so much
-if you put a candle inside a broken ceramic cat face that has been reglued for years, it will shatter due to heat expansion! then you will have a cat bonfire instead! thrills!
pictures of the event will someday be posted. first i have to buy a new hard drive because currently i only have 3 gigs remaining. i did a hard drive analysis the other day; my top three space-suckers (and pretty much the only real contenders anyway) are vidding materials, my photos, and mp3s.
today we slept in until 2 and spent the day mostly inside cleaning and installing a new motherboard in my computer because it was raining. then we rented 21, which i thought was pretty godawful horrible. i like when filmmakers get caught up in little details and then fail on really obvious ones. like when they are going through tsa security screening at the airport and he gets to wear his hoodie jacket through. THAT DOES NOT HAPPEN. if i'm wearing an overshirt, for god's sake, they make me take it off. also, it was just ridiculous in so many ways and predictable as hell. kevin spacey made a good satan. that's about it.
things are progressing. my drawing class is going surprisingly well, i think, and i'm gradually becoming less anxious and more excited about what i'm going to show them how to do next class. i'm applying for a job at the co-op that pays about half what i made as a grad student (mostly because it is part-time). i have lost all semblance of professionalism. i'm teaching the rats to climb up onto my shoulder from their cage for sunflower seeds. at least they're quick studies. i watched a boston legal today where alan shore was held up at gunpoint and he never looked hotter. oh, and i'm back on livejournal for now. in case someone hadn't guessed.
-everyone got along and seemed to have a decent time even though most of it was spent on rock band.
-mario brought his precious rock band out here during a rainstorm
-assigning backup dancing roles means that everyone gets to play all the time
-i won a costume award from james for my sexy abe lincoln get-up!!!
-i actually looked pretty sexy
-everyone's costumes. many people really seemed to put some creative effort into it this year. even anna's head dressed up :) the costumes, in a list-within-a-list:
------ken: george washington (he had a pocketful of little plastic horses)
------me: sexy abe lincoln
------alan: bernard black
------anna's head: flapper
------mario: vampire
------a.j.: robert smith
------james: dinosaur elvis
------alex: angel of the morning
------henry: detective
------janie and chris: olive oyl and popeye
-i cannot seem to stay mad at alan
-even after taking a digital photography class i still cannot get decent pictures in dim light with drunken people. maybe external flash is in order after all. curse you, the darkness!
-the cops did not get called this time because our parties are not noisy and we do not have vindictive asshole neighbors!
-eat poop you cat is not strictly an everything2 thing! apparently. in berkeley they call it "pictionary telephone."
-eat poop you cat is never not funny, not once
-a large bag of candy from costco is too much
-gay techno sounds like regular techno
-that spiderweb stuff is hard to string up, at least in such a way that it doesn't resemble santa's beard so much as an actual spiderweb
-no matter how much i plan a party, it ends up taking on a significant life of its own, which begs the question why i worry about it so much
-if you put a candle inside a broken ceramic cat face that has been reglued for years, it will shatter due to heat expansion! then you will have a cat bonfire instead! thrills!
pictures of the event will someday be posted. first i have to buy a new hard drive because currently i only have 3 gigs remaining. i did a hard drive analysis the other day; my top three space-suckers (and pretty much the only real contenders anyway) are vidding materials, my photos, and mp3s.
today we slept in until 2 and spent the day mostly inside cleaning and installing a new motherboard in my computer because it was raining. then we rented 21, which i thought was pretty godawful horrible. i like when filmmakers get caught up in little details and then fail on really obvious ones. like when they are going through tsa security screening at the airport and he gets to wear his hoodie jacket through. THAT DOES NOT HAPPEN. if i'm wearing an overshirt, for god's sake, they make me take it off. also, it was just ridiculous in so many ways and predictable as hell. kevin spacey made a good satan. that's about it.
things are progressing. my drawing class is going surprisingly well, i think, and i'm gradually becoming less anxious and more excited about what i'm going to show them how to do next class. i'm applying for a job at the co-op that pays about half what i made as a grad student (mostly because it is part-time). i have lost all semblance of professionalism. i'm teaching the rats to climb up onto my shoulder from their cage for sunflower seeds. at least they're quick studies. i watched a boston legal today where alan shore was held up at gunpoint and he never looked hotter. oh, and i'm back on livejournal for now. in case someone hadn't guessed.
