Current Excitements

At this point, with barely a week left of classes, actual work seems like a joke. Yeah, I still have a hum paper to write and a lab write-up for psych, but all the rest will slide by before I know it. I'm not even worried about finals in a week (though I probably should be) because there's so much happening before then. And by "so much" I mean Renn Fayre, the best party in the nation after Mardi Gras according to Rolling Stone. And as much as I don't want to say it, after Katrina, I'm not sure that New Orleans has too much on us anymore. Renn Fayre is known to change lives. Needless to say, I'm pretty excited.

Now, for the playback of recenticity. That means recent things that have been going on and yes, it is a word. Or it is now that I've used it. All that it takes for a word to become official is one-time use by Aline. How else would words like "splendiferous" or "angrifying" be integrated into mainstream language? Exactly.

So apparently $700 was spent on weed on 4/20 to be given out to the student body for free. I guess I missed out on the potfest on the front lawn. Oh well. Anyway, Jess was one of the lucky many who partook in the lawn hashing, and brought back some pot to smoke later. As in yesterday. Except the pot that she brought back smells and looks overwhelmingly like oregano. I kind of died a little thinking of everyone smoking oregano on the front lawn. And when I say died, I mean of laughter of course. Smells like pizza!!! All was solved when we found a baggie of REAL pot in the backseat of her car, but I still find it terribly amusing knowing that oregano was smoked.

After getting super happy off of real marijuana in my cracked pipe (cracked, not crack) (and whoever broke it is going to HELL btw), we headed off to the hum play (or Hump Lay). Everything I learned in hum the entire year, compiled into a comedic representation of reedies and our stereotypical lives, stoned. It was amazingly hilarious. I hear it was just as amazing sober. I'm sure any normal person would have no clue what the fuck was going on, but that is exactly how we like our inside jokes. Inside. I have to admit that I totally missed Angelique stripping as Lysisistrata. I was transfixed on the dancers around her and only remembered to focus back on her striptease at the end when all the clothes were already off. Oops. I guess there wasn't much for me there anyway.

Yesterday was also very eventful because I found the house that I'll be living in next year. Dave and I accidentally took a huge detour, but we finally got to the house and decided that we NEED to live there. It's a crazy cheap ($1000/month), 5-bedroom house (plus the basement where we could stuff at least one person) with a garage and yard and all the appliances. It's beautiful. I can't wait.

This evening we had a wonderful girls' night out- we went to a cute Japanese restaurant in Sellwood and had a great time. I loved smoking cloves, taking pictures, wearing sunglasses and listening to Nelly in the backseat. Now that's old school. After that, we headed to a classy dessert place on 34th and Division called Pix. I'm only saying exactly where it is so that I remember to make Alex take me back. I ordered a SHAZZAM, possibly the most delicious dessert there. The only way to tell, though, is to try them all. I'd be glad to be the one embarking on that endeavor. Uh huh. Since everyone loves pictures, here are some samples from the night:

At the Japanese place (Lisa, Jess, KC)

Car picture-taking (an essential to every drive out)

At Pix