| - big game day:
lots of things happened. i remember better, the things i ate throughout this gluttonous day.
the day started off with breakfast - a box of sour jelly belly beans + rockstar = hyperactive, elisa. if you know me, you would know to be scared.
aloe juice (?)- a korean juice, i.e. sugar concentrate with some water, provided by my pal andy who is more korean than me.
salt with the most disgusting pretzel i've ever eaten -thanks cal. of course, i finished it...while i was angry at myself for the next 10 minutes for not getting the churro.
sidenote: score at this point, 31-6.
finally found hottie friend ann (http://www.xanga.com/anntookie) who knows how to hook it up. two free hot dogs and a soda. ann, you satisfy my carnal needs and for this, i love you.
sidenote: missed the half time show. that really sucked bc i was looking forward to joining the card-stunts. later on, somewhere after the hot dogs and before more food, we lost. but, it was less depressing watching the loss from the cal student section. haha them cal kids know how to cheer - i learned too.
vitamin water- who knew? that stuff is great!
thai house = really good. really really good. met some really cool cal kids, and ate their food too: duck, pad suey, some beef dish, pad thai, etc. i rationalized this with the fact that i didn't have much to eat the day before. cristina, i know you're proud and probably laughing bc of what we actually ate the day before.
sidenote: some people describe food as orgasmic. without offending anyone, i'd like to say that i find that kind of disturbing. that is all.
walking around berkeley at night gets pretty cold. bravo to the person that came up with the idea to get crepes. crepes-a-go-go are divine and anyone who doesn't agree belongs here: http://www.livgenmi.com/insaneasylum.jpg just kidding, that was mean... kansas is kinda far. anyway, i got the kiwi-strawberry-banana-nutella crepe. they forgot the strawberries and it made me sad but i got over it.
cookies are great. so was the one i ate while trying to decide whether or not i should run away from tucker max. perhaps i should've because an hour and a beer later i turned TM from the nicest guy to a very angry man. haha. that is all.
when i got back to campus, i was planning on finishing work. but i found myself at a gathering with people celebrating irish day -irish flags markered on themselves, doing the jig, all while constantly being offered a raw potato to take bites out of (thanks, but no thanks, rohan).
note: here is a picture of irish rohan
jack in the box anyone? good times.
sidenote: merriem webster needs another revised edition...
Main Entry: scary
Pronunciation: 'sker-E, 'skar-
Function: adjective
Inflected Form(s): scar·i·er; -est
1: the transvestite drive-through server at jack
2: causing fright : ALARMING <a scary story>
i'm not sure that was p.c. but i bet everyone thinks it.
The story you have just read is true. some stomach linings are just more resilient than others. My name is elisa...and this was the most gluttonous day of my life.*
*jk. i've done worse before. and, watch 24 or die.
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