Sept. 24
I haven't updated my site again for awhile...I've just been busy doing stuff I guess. I don't really know. I don't really remember what happened since the last time I updated either...so that must mean that it was sucky. Well, the other day I did manage to somehow lock myself into the bathroom stall. Yeah, that was just a tad embarassing having to ask someone to help get me out of the bathroom...otherwise...the only real exciting development has been the acquisition of a "J-Lo" poster my suitemate Casey bought and is now hanging in the middle of our hallway for all to admire! (the other day I actually found myself "admiring" until about 2:30...true story) And another thing I found out is to not leave my contacts in for weeks on end...ou-mother fucking-ch! Suckers burned like someone dumped 1000 gallons of lighter fluid on hades! Today was a pretty fun day though...other than almost missing class again...lemme tell ya, I sure seem to know how to cut it close! I woke up at about 8:56 for my 9:00 class...insanity insued. Been having some problems sleeping at night too. Last night/this morn I couldn't fall asleep until after 4 and the other week I woke up like 3 times from my sleep! (at like 4 5 & 7) I seem to "remember" having a very strange dream one night as well. (for those of you who truly know me, know that I have no dreams...seriously...I can only remember about 3 dreams I've ever dreamt in my life!) And I don't know if I was just hallucinating due to my near fatal overdose of PCP and Angeldust before I went to bed, or if God was trying to tell me something, because I just can't remember what my "dream" was about. All I recall is that it was really, rreeaallllyy frickin' weird! My classes were the normal boring stuff again...although in my Business Administration class, this girl sat next to me and we talked for a bit after class...yeah..."talked." : P Maybe I'll see her again next week and we can "talk" again! : P yet again! Anyway, on my way to work I saw this girl who had a huge black eye! I mean, this thing was a behemoth of a beast of a black eye! I was just about to ask her what happened when I had a sudden epiphany... I thought, "What if she got the black eye because she asked someone else how they got their black eye! Maybe it's some new fangled 'pass-it-on black eye' fad!?" (you remember playing pass it on in 2nd grade don't you?...or if you're like me...last week!) So after coming up with my rediculous dinosaur of a theory...I came up with another, far more logical, explanation. Maybe someone just gave her a sweet and innocent ride on a Spanish donkey! (heh, got that one from Brit and Dan...thanks again guys! ; ) ) Don't even ask me what that bad boy is...all I'll tell ya is "grotesque!" So work lived up to all expectations of suckiness. (Oh...another thing I wanted to bitch about is my job. I'm all for "razzing and harrasing" the "new guy" as much as the next guy...you know just give him a hard time with things...but forcing him to do YOUR work load too?! There's this huge list of things for me to do when I get into work...which is supposed to take me all day...so when I finish I figure I'm done and I'll get a chance to relax. (buzzer sounds) Congratulations Dave Lischka! You are going to the bonus round in our little game "Ideas of the Young and Naive!" So instead of me getting a break of sorts...I get to haul the work load from one of my co-"workers" while they go off and start instant messaging their friends at work...which, I might add, is in strict violation of the obviously well-inforced "rules" which govern my work place! I wouldn't mind helping them out if they had other work that they had to do...but honestly, that's just inappropriate and fucking bullshit and rude! But that was the other day, today wasn't bad. Other than the massive boredom which tried to drive me to do things...bad things...like not put the caps on pens, or wear out the stickiness on the back of post-it notes...truly evil deeds! Anyway, I got to leave work early today in order to go to the Brewer's last home game of the season! I was pretty geeked to go, but it ended up not being as special as I thought it would be...mainly because I was about one of 2 or 3 people in the group who didn't drink. Everybody else basically had some jumbo drunken orgy orgasmotron thing. Me, Todd, Eric, Amanda, and Ryan were pretty much the only ones (out of about 20 I would say) who didn't drink. We were like the only people interested in baseball and not sex and beer I guess. (heh, Pat McCurdy reference there for those of you who know who he is) I had a decent time, but I kept thinking about how much more fun it would have been had I gone with my fellow Ray-town crew! (miss ya guys!) Anyway, after I got back I went running for awhile. (need to get my exercise in) Then like as soon as I got back from that, I had visiters! : ) I like visitors! Katy, Mandy, and Allie stopped in and...omg...hyperly insanity insued! Allie, who is apparently not supposed to have caffine, had a frapachino or something and holy freaking crap...if she could have distributed her energy evenly throughout the entire world's population...such a profession as motivational speakers or personal trainers would not exist! Anyway, we all went and saw Bruce Almighty than...and guess who couldn't sit still! I wasn't really paying much attention to the movie...maybe that's why it seemed so random...anyway, it was funny from what I saw of it...I could actually relate to some of it too, which is always a plus in me taking a liking to something. That's pretty much it today...pretty boring stuff I know. We'll see what "surprises" are in store for tomorrow! (hopefully candy! I love candy! Especially when strange people offer you some if you go inside their car and give them directions! They have the best candy!)
Sept. 26
Wow, I have been back in Racine all but 2 hours and it has been well worth the trip! I would say it all started after Mike came and picked me up and we went to the most incredibily ghettoest Burger King ever. First off, me and Mike were the only customers in there...then we realized we were the only (in the words of J-Balla) European-Americans in there and we had to wait about 10 minutes for someone to take our order. After seeing the next six people to come in were of the "gangsta" persuasion we decided that we better start eating fast before we got regulated on. Then we met Jeff, Nina, Kurt and some other people at the mall. That's right, Regency Mall. We seriously saw like everybody there. Within the first 10 minutes of our trip I was the proud recipient of a fireman carry from Jeff. He was just running around screaming with me on his shoulder! I think that pretty much sealed our fate for the night. For about an hour we were just walking meeting everyone! We saw Liz, Katy, Gretchen, Nikki, Katie, Will, Dayton, Josh, Matt, and like everyone else in Racine too. We were just having a wild and crazy time (as will be evident later in the story) talking with everyone. About an hour of walking around and being crazy (pressing our faces up against the windows, offering random people mints, giving Jeff surprise piggyback rides, Jeff getting a forced bj from a Dean Martin doll...etc.) Mike purchased a very American cell phone cover, why he passed up the pink roses I'll never know! We ended up running into Natasha, the mechanical fortune teller, (the title is apparently written in brail, you would have had to been there to get that one) After gazing deeply into her shifty eyes for a couple minutes, Jeff wanted to know if he was going to be a rock star. Those shifty eyes should have a sign! So after I bummed my guy a quarter, aka a shiny George Washington, he was rather excited so he gave Natasha a quick, but rather accidently violent hug. He even apologized to her, but apparently that wasn't enough for the imperial Regency Mall Security! Within seconds we were swarmed by security who promptly told us to "Leave immediately through the Southeast entrence/exit." and "Don't even drop the quarter, just go!" This obviously caught all of us by surprise, as we became the first people to ever get ejaculated/evicted from Regency Mall. Let me tell you about the nerve of Regency Security! This guy had the gall to "escort" us to the exit, and he even called in for back-up! "We have a 1047, 4 caucasian males, and 1 female to be escorted to the southeast exit...yada yada yada...I'm a lardass who couldn't graduate high school so I get paid $7 an hour and get my jollies from pushing teenagers around." So when we finally got outside we noticed that there was a security truck waiting for us to arrive. I was about to ask him for a ride because we were parked far away, but he/she...yeah...looked like there weren't to happy that they work at a dead end job and have to follow a couple of "young whippersnappers" around. Bunch of recklooses here! It was hilarious! Columbo this "guy" wasn't! He was trying to follow us all stealthy-like...and he was about as successful as Milwaukee's football team...which is non-existent (and I'm not talking bout the band) When we finally got back to Mike's jeep (by this point we met up with Jason too) and for some reason this chump decided that me and Mike must have been the most "dangerous" of the hooligans so he followed us when we started driving. At first he was tailing us bout 100 yards back, and me and Mike decided to go for a little joy-ride. We completely circled the parking lot watching and laughing while this "security guard" just kept on following us. By the time we reached one lap, this guy gunned it! All of a sudden he was right up on our ass with his little blinking light shining through the window giving us each a mild ceasure. (apparently we can receive a $400 ticket for trespassing...on public property?! what the?!) After that we all just chilled in Mike's basement talking about our insanely insane night! (Chase, Matt and Joel stopped by too) Wow, craziness, I'm gonna have to see you guys later! (how's bout giving me some awesome exit music here eh? ba da bon ba da bon bon bon...)
Sept. 27
Ok...so I haven't updated for awhile...I've been somewhat busy...as you will probably find out as you gradually read all of this crap. I'll try to remember all of the "exciting" stuff that happened...so here goes...
After our very invigorating journey said previous night, I needed to take a shower when I woke up on Saturday morning. (and by morning I mean about 2 in the afternoon...Jason, you're my hero!) After I let my body air dry...yeah, that's something I'm still kind of uncomfortable doing in front of four other guys, (p.s. that was damn refreshing...a home-grown shower!) I suppose it didn't really matter if I took a shower or not though, seeing as home I left all my clothes and everything in Mike's jeep. So it was either "double-day it" with my Tsunami Bomb shirt, or wear my Chip 'n' Dale Rescue Rangers shirt from 3rd grade which has been used as a paint rag/turpintine sponge so many time, if it was a sunny day, it would "spontaniously combust." (ok...so it would have been my senior shirt from Park...but I think that the other scenario is much better so lay off!) (p.s. I did manage to scrounge up some pants and underoos that I forgot to bring up to school) So about 3 Jeff calls me up and is checking around, seeing who wants to go to Southridge. (now that's a hootenany right there! fiesta a Southridge!) So after Mike and Joel piled into the car (about 3:30) I was getting kind of hungry, so I asked if anybody else wanted breakfast. Jeff thought it best that they wait and get lunch at the food court, I reluctantly agreed. You can only imagine my look of astonishment and exubelant joy when I first realized that Southridge had a Cinabun! I think the last time I was at a Cinabun was when Regency had one! Seriously, I think by getting rid of it, they lost rought 73.39576191% of their customers...Anyway, after we were done with our delectible little bits of heaven wrapped in warm, savory cinnamin (lol I sound like Barry White from the Arby's commercial) this 13 year old girl was checking out Jeff. But that's a whole different story. ; ) But apparently people really do judge you by what you wear. When all four of us were walking through the mall we decidec to stop in Hot Topics. Like as soon as we walk in we walk by this girl and she says, "Hey, I saw them at the Warped Tour!" Not realizing I was wearing my Tsunami Bomb shirt I immediately assumed she was hyped up on rock. Than I looked down at my shirt and I was like, "Holy shit! When the fuck did that happen?! (I completely forgot that was the only shirt I had at the time) We got talking for awhile and stuff about music...and just about everything. I was sooo clueless as to what was going on. That had never happened to me before. So her name was something like Beyonce?...I don't know...I couldn't really give her my full attention because my mind was like, "what the fuck is going on!?" So then after I bought this kick ass Take Action Tour cd...she gave me a hug. That seriously made my day. That got me thinking that there are some really cool people out there. (of course now I'll probably never see her again...I didn't give her my # and didn't ask for hers...) Which sucks, because she probably would have been a really cool friend. Anybody who likes Tsunami Bomb would probably be a really cool friend! But that was cool though because it sent me on a little ego trip/self esteem boost for about a record-setting 13 minutes before this granny started dissing me... : ( Yeah...she came up with a 45 second freestyle dis about me right on the spot. I don't remember exactly how it goes but I do remember several references to my "2.9, little ass line" (i do believe that was intended to be a rip on Steele!) and a couple other obscure allusions to barnyard animals and other things of the sort. I had had enough and was about to smack the taste out of her mouth, when, much to everyone's surprise, up walks the pope. I was about to say hi, but he completely ignored me, gave the granny a hug, and said, "Hi mommy!" The he started busting me out too... (okay, so maybe that didn't really happen...but it damn well could have!) Anyway, we were all acting like "normal commercers" (if that wasn't a word, it is now) because we really didn't want to get kicked out of Southridge too! After we were finally done mingling with the locals, we went to pick up Josh and went to the battle of the bands down at the Y. It was pretty fun getting to finally see people again. But after non-existent played we wanted to get to this Carthage fiesta. So we hit the road to arrive on campus about 10:30. Apparently hootenanies at Carthage don't represent like our old south-eastside Park one's did. Everyone was leaving just about right as we got there. Desperation insued by a few to try to hit up the post-sauree festivals, but in the end we all ended up at a Citgo...yeah. Man...screw Citgo! Screw everyone who works at a Citgo and everyone else who socializes with them! (sorry I had a bad experience with some food I bought there though) After 4 bad experiences witht he food...it was definately time for Davey to head home...so that was the end of my night Saturday.
Sept. 28
I was woken up about 9 by some excessively load Nickelback...and it was my dad. He had bought their "new" (it all sounds the same...crap) cd yesterday and apparently believed he wouldn't be officially listening to it unless it woke up somebody in Marietta, Georgia! I love my dad to death, but don't you think he's trying just a little too hard to make the, "I can still stay cool even though my son isn't here to show me what cool is..." statement. (not saying that I'm cool, because I'm not in the least) After another invigorating Catholic mass (complete with choir, boredom and all) I got to hang out with Brit and D-nizzle for awhile. Yeah, we went to Best Buy and then they ditched me...so I had to phone my good buddy George W. Bush and he stopped by in Air Force One and said he was planning on creating a government organization called the "Friends against friends who ditch friends department." (codename: operation waste of government time and expenses/Bush's presidency) After he dropped me off...scared the shit out of me when he "took the helm"...not only that but about 7 air marshalls jumped him when he tried opening the cockpit. Good thing those guns were shooting blanks! Otherwise they would have turned that plane into swiss cheese! Anyway, I was extemely lonely when I got home so I went and ran over to Mike's. We just chilled, watched the game, had a bud, made fun of O.J. Simpson...the usual. I love that family though! His mom made this kick-ass, rockin' caserole thing and let me have some too! T'was off da hizzle for shizzle-ma. Then most of you probably know about the ride up, (due to the new section I added to my site, My Philosophy) and Mike chilled up here with Allie, Katy and Mandy for awhile. Even though two problems arose...one fairly small...but the other...was a beast of a problem. (that's the anger talking...I'm sorry) So Mike eventually had to go back (he was parked in a 15 minute parking stall lol...I can't believe you didn't get a ticket!) and I just hung out with the Quad the rest of the night. I don't really remember what happend...that was a long time ago...(it's Oct. 3 right now) ...is that a castle?! <--- = inside joke, and a bad one at that...
To la casa de college