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May 25, 2005 Alpha Phi Omega / Food / Friends / Pictures / Quote of the Day
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Wow, it is incred­i­bly hot right now. Much like it was yesterday.

Yes­ter­day, I… woke up and went online. Took Will N, Ter­ren, and Anh to cam­pus. Wrote my posts and worked on the Assas­sins kill cir­cle for a while. Kitty wanted to go to cam­pus, so I went with her. Chilled in CoHo for a while. It was kinda dead, and every­one was a bit… edgy. That’s Assas­sins for you. Wanted to play BS Poker, but I for­got that I left my cards behind in CoHo last time we played because peo­ple wanted to con­tinue after I left, and I never got them back. Instead, gave Linh a hard time about her home­work boyfriend.

“I missed DL so I called him and told him to give me the answers.”

- Linh.

“Damn, you’re hella demanding.”

- Donna.

“It’s OK, she’ll put out and make every­thing better.”

- Jack­son.

“Wait, no, he offered. He was sup­posed to help me with it, but his away mes­sage said he was doing home­work so I called him and told him it was OK, but he said he was done and wanted to.”

- Linh.

“Oh… he likes you then!”

- Donna.

“He just expects some­thing in return. That’s why you gotta put out, Linh.”

- Jack­son.

Man, Jackson’s got a one-​track mind. :) And did any­one else notice how Linh’s story hella changed?

Oh, and worked on the cross­word puz­zle for a while. Got about half of it when it was time for my ser­vice project.

Aiza and I walked over to the ten­nis courts and waited for Angela to come pick us up. She came with Will F and Eric AY, and we were off. The project itself was inter­est­ing. It wasn’t what I was expect­ing at all. First we had to fill out vol­un­teer forms and photo release forms. Sup­pos­edly they were going to have some­one there that day to get pic­tures of us. Then he had us trans­fer stock­ings filled with toys, candy, and toi­letries for kids from one room to another. They were left­over from Christ­mas, and the Food Bank decided to take the stuff out of them and use them imme­di­ately in other things. Then the fun part. They had just received a huge dona­tion, and had a moun­tain of empty steel dona­tion drums sit­ting out­side. We had to move them inside and stack them along the rafters in the ware­house. So basi­cally it was Aiza, Angela, and me run­ning between the hot out­side and cold ware­house with drum after drum after drum, drag­ging them up the stairs to Will, who squeezed them in as best he could. I was sweat­ing pro­fusely by the halfway point. And by the end I think I was slightly sick from going between hot and cold. But yeah, that was our two hours of service.

Angela drove us all back, and I asked to be dropped at CoHo. Chilled there, con­tin­u­ing the cross­word and semi-​waiting for my tar­get to show up, but really just wait­ing for Mommy Van’s sur­prise birth­day party. At one point, the fire alarm went off, and we had to evac­u­ate the MU. What a great way to get your tar­get to come out of hid­ing, huh? :) Hehe, no, there were no deaths that I know of in that time. And good thing, too. If a false alarm was traced back to APhiO, bad things would happen.

Jason G got out of class at 6 and the two of us walked over together. Good thing I went with him, because Mommy Tang told every­one the wrong address. (She says that’s what Eddie C told her, though.) Got there late, but was suprised to find that Mommy Van wasn’t there yet, so we just sat in back and played the wait­ing game. Mommy Van even­tu­ally came and was sur­prised. Then we ate. I wasn’t going to eat because I felt slightly nau­seous, but Jen Liu made me eat half her salad, telling me she would just throw it away if I didn’t. Damn her and her force-​feeding tendencies!

After din­ner, we wan­dered over to Baskin Rob­bins for some ice cream. Then went home. I was goign to pass out, but couldn’t. Then Eddie C and James S were going to go swim­ming at Chap­ar­ral, so I went to say hi to Mommy Van again and pos­si­bly chill in the hot tub, and see if that made me feel any bet­ter. Well, the Chap­ar­ral crew was going to go to Café Bernardo’s, but they closed or were clos­ing any minute, so I fig­ured they would stay home, but instead, they went to Cantina’s. I was in swim trunks, and with­out ID, so I didn’t go with them. Instead, I feel asleep in the hot tub as Eddie C and James S swam laps.

Went home and passed out for real.

Beverly Hills

April 13, 2005 Food / Internet / Life, the Universe, and Everything / Stories / Work
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I sup­pose I should con­tinue work­ing through the back­log, so here’s a post about Chi…

Woke up nat­u­rally at 6:30 on Fri­day morn­ing. Ew. That’s even worse than usual. I guess I was just really pumped about going to SoCal, though. Packed my stuff while chatting/​watching TV/​reading Xan­gas. I had to get as many com­ments as pos­si­ble in since I didn’t know when was the next time I could be on the inter­net again. :)

Joe M called me up a lit­tle after 9 when he got out of class, and we met up at Brandon’s place. Took him to Wal­mart and Kra­gen to buy some motor oil and oil and air fil­ters for a lit­tle car main­te­nence before the long haul. Back to Brandon’s, where we knocked on the door to get Bran­don to come unlock his stor­age area to get his jack for us. Knocked and called for days, with no response from Bran­don. Sud­denly, of all peo­ple to open the door, it was Michelle J. Appar­ently, they drank a bit the night before and she had crashed in the liv­ing room. Got the keys for the stor­age area from a hun­gover Bran­don, and got to work. How­ever, the jack didn’t work very well on the incline, so Joe M ended up doing it ghetto with two spare tire jacks. (The sec­ond from Clayton’s Accord.)

After the main­te­nence, picked up Jenny, went back to Joe M’s place so he could shower. Ate. And then we were on the road to SoCal! Most of the the drive was alright, but we hit traf­fic on the 210 to Ian’s. At some points, it was actu­ally com­pletely stopped traf­fic. For no appar­ent rea­son. I hate that. I dunno if I could sur­vive liv­ing in SoCal. Oh yeah, 210 also tricked us by sud­denly split­ting to the right, with less than a mile of warn­ing. We didn’t make the turn, but it was kinda worth it. We went through an incred­i­bly well-​off part of town and saw a Lam­bogh­ini Gal­lardo. :mrgreen: In motion, no less. Took a blurry dusk-​time shot of it on Joe M’s cam­era phone, the only cam­era we had on us.

Finally got to Ian’s place at around 9 at night. Only about two hours later than pre­dicted when we left Davis. Which was two hours later than we said we could leave. Had some BBQ and some birth­day cake. Watched Harold and Kumar, then some ran­dom stuff, and then Hells­ing, which has also been brought to Amer­ica. Stu­pid Amer­i­can voice actors… they need to bring animé over and just sub it instead of dub­bing. It’s cheaper, and fans will like it more. Asked all the Rho Rho folks to look for my IC Pen Pal Kris­ten Jue and say hi to her and take her pic­ture for me. Played Mafia for a while after that. Quote of course comes from that -

“Kill Joe M! Kill Joe M! Kill Joe M!”- Aaron L, wildly ges­tur­ing in Joe M’s direc­tion while every­one was “sleep­ing” except the killer.

And the killer lis­tened. I think she’s impres­sion­able. :)

Then we got a call from Julie C’s car that they were close, so headed over to the hotel. Checked in and chilled for a while in Julie C’s car’s room until the neigh­bors started bang­ing on the paper-​thing walls, and then we knocked out.

Sat­ur­day… we were sup­posed to be there between 8 and 9 for reg­is­tra­tion. So of course sleepy-​heads want to take full advan­tage of the lee­way. Left the hotel around 8:40. Merry actu­ally called me to con­firm that we were going to show up. Good thing Chi also runs on APhiO time. Our first ice­breaker was to tape a piece of paper to our backs and run around meet­ing peo­ple and writ­ing down our first impres­sions on their papers. I got “jolly”… twice. I won­der if that word is big­ger in SoCal.

First work­shop was Boy Scout First Aid. Our pre­sen­ters were very edu­tain­ing. Sec­ond I went to Drew and Aaron L’s work­shop on how to have the Ideal Pledge Quar­ter. Orig­i­nally to heckle, but I liked hear­ing about what other chap­ters did. After that was lunch! IPhi was loud and proud on the grass. :) I reen­acted a scene from Super Troop­ers with the statue of the UCLA mas­cot. Then we took a chap­ter pic­ture and Quyet, Bran­don, and Jason G hopped on top of it. After lunch went to the LFS Forum work­shop and heard Mag­gie Katz tell cool sto­ries about APO Philip­pines. And finally the Hyp­no­sis work­shop. It didn’t do much, but I did feel less tired afterwards.

After that was the busi­ness meet­ing. A bunch of us decided to skip out on that. Joe M’s car plus Tom and Julie C’s car heaed back to the hotel. I guess the plan was at that point to meet up with Julie C’s friend and go out to eat. Per­son­ally, I kinda wanted to go to ban­quet. Yeah, catered food sucks. And yeah, it’s not our Sec­tion, so we prob­a­bly wouldn’t get any awards. (Although we did end up get­ting Man-​Mile.) But I mean… it’s what we came for, right? Plus just the… fel­low­ship, I guess.

But yeah, met up with Vince and we went to the Stan­dard Bar to eat. The build­ing was really cool. The lobby is dec­o­rated in 70s art deco, the restau­rant was like an old diner; we ended up eat­ing in the… I want to say tiki lounge because of the woven fur­ni­ture, but they had a desert theme on the walls. Chilled there for a while until the real lounge opened up… that thing looked like if Alice in Won­der­land had a rave. Oh, and Julie C and Jenny wrote Chi­nese on me. Sup­pos­edly one hand said, “You are cute,” and the other hand said, “Wanna fuck?” I dunno if that’s true. Damn devil talk! The girls also started writ­ing on each other’s boobs. I didn’t see what those mes­sages said, though.

After that we were going to meet up at the hotel, find the after-​banquet party, and go there. But the drunk­ies in the other car got lost, and some peo­ple were pretty messed up. So we stayed in. Oh, quote comes from drunk Jean­nie try­ing to hook Vince and Julie C up in the car -

“Hey Vince, say ‘em dep’ to her!”- Jean­nie, because she and I were sick of the drunken devil talk.

Oh, and for the non-​Viets, that’s how a guy tells a girl she’s beautiful.

Lost In You

April 3, 2005 Cars / Life, the Universe, and Everything
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Wow, Pledge Retreat was great! I’m so tired and sore right now, though. TV, pos­si­bly some sleep, then din­ner and a BComm meet­ing. I’ll update tonight. Or maybe tomorrow.

EDIT: Blah! Peggy is such a slave-​driver. First she makes me go to her place for a BComm meet­ing. Then I go home to sleep and she makes me update!

OK, so Fri­day… woke up at 6:30 because I knocked out so early the night before. Did my laun­dry so I would have some clean jeans to get dirty at Pledge Retreat. “Packed” for retreat. Mean­ing I threw any ran­dom stuff I thought might be use­ful into my duf­fel bag. Brought a change of clothes, swim trunks, a towel, my toi­letry bag, flip-​flops, extra socks (it’s very impor­tant to keep your feet warm!), a deck of cards, my MagLite, a ham­mer, a can of WD-​40, a can of bug spray, a tube of sun­block, my throw­ing knives, my pocket knife, a fat Sharpie, a gel pen, my Leather­man, a Super Soaker, and a shinai.

Jason G came by and dropped off his stuff for me to bring. I thought it would include tents, but no, it was all pots and pans and five propane lanterns. Went by the bank and picked up rolls of quar­ters so if any­one needed them, I could exchange for them to shower. Picked up Quyet, Jeff, and Kris­tianne, and then we were off to pledge retreat! Yay! Oh yeah, had to stop to get my last pas­sen­ger, Drew. Oh yeah, I should men­tion that we left Davis at 11:30 because I fig­ured it would take about an hour and a half to pick up Drew, and then another hour to get to the camp­site from his house. That puts me there at 2, the check-​in time, to meet up with the chairs and help with all the set-​up. In actu­al­ity, we got there at 2:30.

… Carol’s car got there at 3:30ish. And the next car showed up at a lit­tle before 6. Yeah, every­one and their mom got lost. There’s a lot of turn-​offs with sim­i­lar names. And the direc­tions sent out led to the local head­quar­ters, not to our camp­site. And of course there’s the usual “APhiO time” lag­ging, so we had alot of time to kill. Good thing I brought so many toys to play with. (See list above.) Quyet went fish­ing for a while, too. Didn’t catch any­thing, but he did dig up some enor­mous snails out of the mud by the creek/​lake/​reservior. I dunno what to call it. It was too big to really be a creek, but it isn’t really attached to the reserv­ior. (We were on the oppo­site side of the free­way from that.)

Oh, and my recep­tion at camp… bet­ter than my recep­tion in my apart­ment. What the hell is that? As as the other cars finally got there, we scram­bled to get the tents up while there was still day­light. And to cook up some grub for the hun­gry, hun­gry hip­pos pledges. First night — burger mad­ness! I super­vised the cook­ing. The Take­mori clan showed up on their way to TAK Retreat 2 down the road from us. Then it was just chill­ing in the grilling area for a while.

Friday’s quote -

“I’m dis­ap­pointed in you now. You can tell Joe M that.”- Mommy Van, after I did some­thing bad.

Yes! In your face, Joe M! I win. :) I mean… I’m sorry, mommy. I didn’t mean to dis­ap­point you. And I’m sorry about lick­ing you, but it was the only way. Well, I guess I could have bit you, too. So in a way, I was being good…

Went to the TAK camp to bum off their qual­ity foods. They had oys­ters, shrimp, chicken, and steak, in addi­tion to hot dogs and burg­ers that were prob­a­bly bet­ter than ours. They also had some stuff I didn’t want to par­take in, since I was with the offi­cial group. Gotta set a good exam­ple for them pledgies!

Came back to camp for the “active meet­ing” where we dis­cussed what was the sched­ule like for the next day, and just stuff to look out for and such with the pledges. Chilled some more. Then I real­ized… hey, it’s chilly. And there’s no fire. So I built one in the firepit with a duraflame base and as many dry branches as I could find. Bao came over and insisted on play­ing Ten Fin­gers aound the fire. I didn’t really want to play, but eh… fire warm. We played with a bunch of his kids, and I was doing sur­pris­ingly bad — only one more fin­ger than Minh T for the longest time. I lost about halfway through the crowd. I think Izzy ended up win­ning? I for­got… the final three was Izzy, Sheena, and Haley, though. Finally went to sleep around 4. With intent to wake up at 5 or so and watch the sunrise.

I’ll write about Sat­ur­day tomor­row. For now, good night, every­one! Hope your week­end was great, too. :)

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