spring break
first off, i just realized that i still have a camera with 2 empty rolls of film, as well as 2 disposable cameras, in my bottom right desk drawer. from when my mom gave them to me for my trip to japan/HK/china, and i forgot to bring them. bollocks.

there's really no more need for a camera in my life. short of graduation, i'm pretty much done with memorable/fun events. should that cause relief, or soul-crushing despair?

let's start this sucker off.

thursday:
pick up the vans. pack up my stuff. board up tao, corey, jess, casey, and mike glass. get pulled over turning left onto 125th from broadway, because my headlights were off (i was confused and only had the dash lights on), and i took that left turn "a little fast." the cop comes up with one hand on his gun, and scares the holy crap out of me. delays us about 15 minutes total. nothing too eventful... switch off with tao after 5 hours. we stop at waffle house for breakfast. i have hash browns, which make me feel queasy. i think casey, tao, and i all agree that waffle house is in fact not very good. i don't see myself going there again.

friday:
mike glass takes over for tao at some point. we arrive at mike glass's house early in the afternoon. some people want to go to the park, i take my car to the mall. i have chick fill-a for the first time. good. see starsky and hutch (do it). good. beat time crisis 3 in the arcade. good, besides the 1p gun being odd. play some dance dance with kyle. he is ridiculous at that game... most convincing proof that he could run fast. win enough tickets to get a cheapass harmonica and a cheapass recorder. notice large 6-sided dice as casey is trading in that are perfect for 3-man.
bbq at glass's house. not quite enough food. grr. go to amanda's later, they have leftover steak, and cake. grr. hot tub, tho. good.
get back, find out mike's mom forgot one couch is in fact a pullout bed. good.

saturday:
terminus. play almost all defensive points. don't think i get as much playing time as i ought. i did turf a throw to baldwin. must work on throwing confidence during games. summary of tournament can be found on tao's blog. go to amanda's house for ridiculous amounts of meatball, steak, and sausage, in hoagie form. also tremendously yummy cake. hot tub. sleepy. return home to find tao has stolen my bed. bitch.

sunday:
more terminus. wake up ass early to play indiana. the bitches call us out, and we school them. game against clemson amusing. play in my boxers because pants were too heavy and shorts were in car. the last point is ridiculous; stoops has it on camera. at least i can get relatively high.
drive to lesser's aunt's house. hellish. thank god for coffee beans. mara must learn how to drive. i break down following her and want to run her off the road. yummy chili and niceness at the aunt's home. many broken bathrooms... first jess and then catherine.
arrive at beachhouse around 2am. ask where my spot is. austin gives bitch reply in bitch manner. resist urge to punch him in the face, go driving around for a few hours. see a lot of isle of palms, mt pleasant, and charleston. ask a couple of hotels about rooms, way too expensive. park back at house and sleep inside van. uncomfortable due to sunburn on arms.

monday:
beautiful morning. unbeautiful mood. wake up, go inside, resist urge to punch people. go driving around, go to target. purchase:

tent 29.99
air mattress 39.99
air pump 9.99
camping pillow 7.99
fleece blanket 14.99
tent light 9.99

other items: bubble blowing gun, bubble blowing gun, giant bouncy ball, bottle of johnny walker red, coke, 6-pack of red stripe.

return to beach house in decent mood. set up tent and inflate mattress inside. have talk with austin, work things out, more or less. austin apologizes in his manner. decide being angry all of spring break is unwise.
form food group: casey, krishna, john baldwin, mike glass. much grilling to be done.
keg #1. i recall drinking a lot. at some point i decide to check how comfortable my tent is. it passes, by enough that i go to sleep right then. relatively early. sorry. at some AM in the morning, some rain infiltrates tent, sleep in bunk bed room.

tuesday:
practice. soccer fields are incredibly beautiful grass. amazing. keg #2, various preparations leading up to rookie challenge. eat bread bowl from ABC for dinner. yum. do not feel like documenting the challenge here... play three man afterwards, am against all odds the three man. pass out in various places. max writes insulting message on my forehead. pictures are taken. eventually i make it back to my tent. at some AM in the morning, too cold outside, sleep in bunk bed room.

wednesday:
wake up, discover faded remnants of insulting message on forehead. recognize that i deserve being written on for passing out early two nights in a row. recognize that max has no right to be doing the writing, especially considering the actual message. am still working on appropriate reaction. more practice. delicious pasta lunch.
burgers and sausages for dinner on the grill for dinner.
no keg tonight. work on drinking 12-pack of red stripe and 6-pack of newcastle. play multiple games at same time. don't quite remember which. work on not passing out early. potential mutiny regarding food groups and scheduled eating times, between goose and krishna. rebellion is quelled by krishna's fascist tactics and impeccable logic. go to beach. beach is cold, go home. vociferous debate between sasha and krishna regarding the moral implications of group barbeques and such. too cold to even contemplate sleeping in tent, sleep in bunk bed room. at some AM in the morning, it is beautiful outside, sleep in tent.

thursday:
practice. turkey sandwiches for lunch, thanks to krishna's rigid adherence to scheduled eating times. keg #3, and FREE HAM. not catherine's. grill 1.33 lb sirloin for dinner, as well as 3 corns on the cob. sirloin is delicious, eat all 1.33 lb minus fat + gristle. corn is delicious, something about caramelizing. share out 1.5 cobs, eat remaining 1.5 myself. ham is slow-cooked at low temperature in oven.
drunk driver is played for first time all break. as is never have i ever. some people are disgusting. mara is right, people need more imagination, so game does not become "never have i ever had sex in ."
challenge john baldwin to beirut. win. catherine challenges me. win. then sam. win. 3 in a row, bitches. and i don't remember which, but 2 of those games ended with me sinking the last cup with both balls and denying the redemption.
go to beach. mara, sasha, casey, and eunji go skinny dipping. some pokey, i think. not particularly entertaining. have no claim to mara, but am disturbed seeing her and sasha wrapped up in towel. return home, remove ham from oven after many slowcooking hours. ham is incredibly delicious. gorge on ham, go downstairs to wake up baldwin and let him share the glory of the ham. am unsuccessful, demoralized by defeat and sleep on couch that mike glass slept in before he left for home.

friday:
so hung over. pack up my ridiculous amount of possessions. disgust the women with "ham bomb." sai, thank god, volunteers to drive my car (all equally hung over) to the ramada inn in statesboro. enjoy sai's selection of music much much, reinforcing conclusion that i listen to girly music. we stop at wendy's for food.

i'm stopping here. i've left out a lot of good stuff. i'll edit it in later. but this post is long enough, for now.