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Getting Lost In SF

So Thu H and I headed back to 580 Cal­i­for­nia for our 2:40 appoint­ment for induc­tion at the Jejune Insti­tute. Like I said before, it was a busy day for them. In fact, Sat­ur­day was sup­pos­edly the last day the induc­tion would be held, so there were six other peo­ple wait­ing in the recep­tion area for us to come back — they wanted to join us in the induc­tion! (We let them join us for the intro­duc­tion and agreed we would split up for the hunt portion.)

Be warned, the rest of this post details our adven­ture, com­plete with pho­tos. I don’t think I’m spoil­ing any­thing at this point since Act 1 has closed, but just in case you want to unof­fi­cially run the game, like some peo­ple are doing now.

If you want to con­tinue, click on the link imme­di­ately below for Page 2.

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Belle of the Ball

I never put a lot of thought into Hal­loween. I tell myself it’s because I’m wait­ing for inspi­ra­tion to strike me, but more likely, it’s just because I’m lazy. I mean, since I’m well past the age to trick-​or-​treat, the only rea­son I get in cos­tume any­more is that it’s a require­ment for Hal­loween par­ties. It’s just one more thing between me and fun times. Some­times lit­er­ally, which is why my one rule for my cos­tumes is that it not impede my hands or mouth. (Last year, when I dressed up as The Stig, I car­ried a straw with me, but that did not work well.)

Any­ways, my friends want to go Top Gun this year, but that was a bit nar­row for a group our size, so I sug­gested at least expand­ing to ‘80s action movies. (If only I had heard from my other group of friends first… they have a Clue thing going on. Or from Jenn N… I for­get about Jour­ney To The End Of The Night until after I’ve already made other plans.)

Looked around on the inter­net for cos­tume ideas.

I don’t have the balls to pull this off:

(from Coun­ter­Think.)

I’d love to do this, but it doesn’t really work in a party scene:

(from DocPop.)

I’d do this if I could get some remote-​controlled ten­ta­cle action going:

(from But­ter­safe.)

So I went ‘80s action after all. If you want to see the specifics, I’ll be the sweati­est guy at Hal­loween Massive.

What I've Been Saying...

So to keep up this streak, I guess I should put up a post for today.

So… let’s see…

Woke up on my own. Went online. Talked to Kitty and Kris­ten. They are both Chi­nese girls from Frisco that are cur­rently in Hong Kong for study abroad pro­grams. I sent them each other’s infor­ma­tion. Got a ran­dom e-​mail from Jenn N, and she hooked me up with my files and data­bases from Retarded Azn Bish, which has had been down for a while. Spent the day work­ing on putting the old posts up on this site.

Joe M woke up, and we had chicken nuggets for lunch. Peggy came home and she ate some­thing, too. Then I wrote some more and simul­ta­ne­ously tried to take care of some ser­vice stuff. Drew came home and we worked on ser­vice fair fliers. Then more copy­ing old posts over as I waited for every­one to get ready to go to Santa Cruz.

We finally took off, but stopped in Dixon for gas and McDonald’s. Drew and Peggy had Fillets-​O-​Fish, but I went with good ol’ Big Macs. Then there was some more dri­ving. Today’s quote was dur­ing the driving.

Hello?”

- Drew, answer­ing his phone.

Hi.”

- Peggy, from shot­gun seat.

Hey, what’s up?”

- Drew.

Noth­ing much.”

- Peggy.

What?”

- Drew, after a pause.

I didn’t say anything.”

- Peggy.

How?”

- Drew.

I just didn’t say any­thing… Are you pick­ing your nose?”

- Peggy.

Yeah, save it.”

- Drew.

Why do you want to save it?”

- Peggy.

He wants to share it with you later.”

- Me.

Yeah.”

- Drew.

Keep in mind Drew was talk­ing on the phone with Vince the whole time about X-​Men: Leg­ends 2 and had no idea what Peggy and I were saying.

We finally got to Santa Cruz, and rolled into down­town to meet up with Aaron L, who was chill­ing with his friends at a book­store. They left to the local bar after that, but Aaron L left them for us. Ah, how sweet of him! Any­way, we went back to his place, and played video games.

Now I’m on his com­puter, and about to go to sleep. Good night, America!