what was i saying?
saturday, february 2, 2002
i know i distinctly had a reason for logging into to post some more, but a brief break to talk to the guys at the office and poof--no clue. hrm. well isn't that awkward.
i'm hooking people left and right into going to see brotherhood of the wolf simply by showing them a few minutes of the beginning and then rudely cutting them off, just when they want to see more. heheheh. i love promoting things i, eh, like. hee.
i can't help it. the fighting in the movie is just so intoxicating to me. i get overly excited, just like i did when i first saw matrix. i'm a sucker for good, choreographed violence on film, like watching an unusually forceful ballet piece. heh. with sprays of blood. it's the iddy side to me, i guess. snerk!
i finally saw amelie poulain. am i in french mode or what? audrey tatou as amelie was sooo cute. but i guess that's not news. i feel positively warm and fuzzy. like, i guess, everyone else who sees it says. so. go see movies. movies are great. hooray for good escapism!
me, i'm escaping the office at this very minute. i have to write an editorial on enron tomorrow. today's fantasy day, tomorrow will be stark, rude reality day, i guess. cin cin. �� 11:56 p.m.
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thanks a lot.
saturday, february 2, 2002
you know what i really, really didn't need when i finally walked home from the office around 2 a.m.? this (copied distress e-mail):
"walked to my dorm.. get there.. tired.. put the keycard in to unlock the door and.. nothing. still locked. tried again. nothing. again. NOTHING.
from what i can tell: my suitemate(s) have a key that goes with the door lock, so that not only can you shut the door and pull it locked, to be opened by punch hole key card, but you can also double lock it with a key.
a key i don't have. a key i've never NEEDED to have. until tonight.
i didn't know what to do. i knew princess wasn't home, she left for the weekend. i don't know either of my suitemates names or phone # --i tried knocking plenty, but i actually suspect shon (the suitemate i see the most, and once saw unlocking the door with a key but forgot to ask about) left for the night and locked, leaving the suite empty, and, well, LOCKED.
by now it was maybe a quarter till three. i didn't know what to do. i contemplated sitting on a pin chair in the lobby all night, feeling sorry for me, but opted not to.
i've never needed the RA for anything, so i didn't know where to knock/call for help anyway, and i doin't know a single person in this building outside of princess, (and a vague acquaintace somewhere on another floor that i haven't seen in weeks).
so i decided to go back to the office. at least i know the couch there. except the building was ALL LOCKED. so i stood on the sidewalk, freezing and waiting and being leered upon by passing car drivers. it took half an hour before a campus police car finally came by (i really felt safer in the bright light next to the office building than crossing dark campus to get to campus police HQ).
i explained my dilemma, and he actually let me into the building. so. sigh. here i am. grrrr. i want my bed, very very much. poor me."
yeah.. so that sucked.
i found some clothes to bunch up for pillow, and thanks to.. morpheus, had a certain little something to watch until i fell asleep, and they turned the heat up so i was cozy, but DAYMN. i sooo didn't need that yesterday.
anyway. new day. work to do. things to.. hrm.. download. editorials to write. and i'm hoping i'll actually get into my room today. wish me luck? cin cin. �� 9:56 a.m.
