After all, I don’t want to kill my LB. I just want him to have a mem­o­rable Secret Week. Oh, by the way, I’ll be updat­ing the back­log in some­what reverse order. First the days of Secret Week that have already gone by, then Chi, then last week.

I guess that puts me at Sun­day. It’s a good thing I had sug­gested that we leave at 10 in the morn­ing. We didn’t fin­ish check­ing out and such, mean­ing the cars didn’t roll out of the hotel park­ing lot, until about 11. Julie C was lead car the whole time in LA, so I offered for Joe M’s car to be lead on the way back. Sucker… we got the sim­ple lead. The hotel was only about a block away from the 405 entrance, and it’s all just north from there.

Wanted to eat at a diner along the way, but when Joe M stopped in the Santa Clarita area because he didn’t want to go through the Grapevine with lit­tle to no gas, the line for Denny’s was out the door, so we ended up going to Burger King instead. Quote came while we were eat­ing together there -

“Isn’t it great to eat at a place where they don’t look like they’re all about to kill them­selves?”- Joe M.

It’s true… the employ­ees actu­ally looked happy… they were smil­ing and stuff. A big change form the typ­i­cal Davis employ­ees. Some­thing even fun­nier that I can’t really work into a quote while we were there is the fact that Bran­don gets per­for­mance anx­i­ety in the bath­room. And there was some­one clean­ing out the stalls while he had to go.

The ride back was pretty unevent­ful. Got into Davis around 4:45. Joe M dropped me off at my place, and I took a shower and got my first clues ready. BComm was can­celled because Peggy wasn’t back in town yet. Was gonna go to ExComm to plant my clues on peo­ple. Got there late because I for­got I had to get gas. The pledge meet­ing went pretty fast. Fam­ily Reveal­ing was… eh. I hate that Loose was the last of the three fam­i­lies in the line. By the time our pledges got to us, they were rejected twice already. There’s no mys­tery left, either. They just get the blue bot­tom of the bar­rel fam­ily. Now that I think about it… was Loose ever first for Fam­ily Reveal­ing? What­ever… Loose fam­ily got the coolest kids, and every­one knows it! Espe­cially Chris Take­mori, who lit­er­ally kid­napped Eddy off the floor of the meet­ing.

After Reveal­ing was the first Loose Fam­ily Event, Woodstock’s! Stu­pid Close Fam­ily fol­lowed us, though. Stop try­ing to steal our cool LBs, peo­ple! A lot of fun clues in Loose. Ray had shout, “Penis!” Eddy had to sing “Bingo.” Aiza had to use cheesy pick-​up lines on all the actives. My clue wasn’t a task this time, so no fun stuff for the actives to do or watch. It was just a hard clue; I used a spe­cial pen that has invis­i­ble ink that only shows up under a black light. I’m pos­i­tive he didn’t get it at pizza night.

After that, went home and went online. Signed on the secret SN to talk to Tommy some more. I gave him an indi­rect clue on how to get both parts of the paper; asked if he had seen Saw, because the killer used glow-​in-​the-​dark paint to leave a clue in that movie. Even told him the same hint as in the movie… “Some­times you have to close your eyes to see the light,” or some­thing to that effect. Went to Joe M’s place because I for­got to give him his USB drive full of animé at the meet­ing. Fixed his apartment’s inter­net and made the wire­less secure. Watched Bleach 26 with him and then went home. Talked to some other peo­ple, watched Grey’s Anatomy 3, and then passed out.

Then yes­ter­day… was only going to work on the web­site for a bit in the morn­ing, but catch­ing up on all the mail­ing list stuff took longer than I expected. Went home home to pick up some vegan Viet food my mommy made for me. I asked her for a recipe that I could do myself, but she was already mak­ing some vegan food for a fam­ily rit­ual, so she just made some extra for me. Stopped to get some soy milk at SF mar­ket. Back to Davis to help Peggy make cards for BComm, but she can­celled it, because there weren’t any new ones this week.

Back to the apart­ment and printed up some clues for Tommy. Got a med­i­cine ball from Big 5 on the way to Mommy Van’s place. Dropped off my clues and gifts to Jackie, filled my candy jar with spe­cial stuff, and got a ride with Mommy Tang from Mommy Van to the meet­ing. Found some pledges going to the wrong room on the way and cor­rected them. The meet­ing itself went really fast, and then it was time for Loose Fam­ily Event #2!

Our event was just a potluck at Chap­ar­ral Lounge. I brought some vegan noo­dles for Tommy and gave them to Jackie. She claimed my noo­dles and I claimed her pasta. The pledges played cha­rades, but it was appar­ently too easy, so every­one was a win­ner. Then they played Chubby Bunny, and David Y’s team won. Then it was AvP Chubby Bunny, and Clint won for us. No piñata this time, because we didn’t have a rope. Had some good task clues again. Aiza had to booty scoop all the actives. (I didn’t actu­ally see her do it, though. ) Chris had to blow bub­bles and sing “Pop goes the weasel.” Joey had to hunt down some Rock’em Sock’em robots. And of course Tommy had to keep the med­i­cine ball away from the actives. He hid it for a good part of the night in his car. Clint and I were a bit dis­ap­pointed, but were going to let it go, too, because we never said he couldn’t do that. But for some rea­son, he did bring the ball back out at one point. And then it was mad­ness. First Ali­son and Jane L chased him around, and that got the atten­tion of the Loose males, who cir­cled around and basi­cally gang-​raped him. That’s about the point where last night’s quote happened -

“Wait, wait, wait…”- Tony W, break­ing his way to the mid­dle of the cir­cle of guys attack­ing Tommy…
“OK, video footage. Con­tinue.”- Tony W, pulling out the camera.

Then it was Tommy and Cedric one-​on-​one for a while. It’s a shame Jack­son wasn’t there for it. I think he would have made the dif­fer­ence. But that’s OK… Tommy earned his good clue.

After the fam­ily event, helped clean up a bit and got some gifts and went home. Talked online until I passed out and some­how man­age to get onto my bed.