the first week of the semester has come and gone. i feel tired, exhausted for some reason. but...at the same time.....hopeful. after genetics lecture, rob and i met up with teresa for lunch at pasta!pasta! the woman at the cash rack mistook me for a girl. we ate. teresa grabbed her backpack, i grabbed my duffel and my guitar, and we left.

we talked. we talked like we hadn't done in such a long time. i miss those times when we'd just randomly call each other up and talk about nothing, or about everything. i didn't realize how much i miss teresa until we started talking. she told me about her problems, i told her about mine. i asked her why she was going back this weekend, the first weekend after classes started. she told me that she missed her family, that she wanted to see her brother again. i thought that was so sweet of her. as we talked, teresa drove. slowly, slowly, fog crept up upon us, enshrouding us, until we were in the belly of the gloom.

after dinner, i showered and drove to barnes and noble to study. i nearly fell asleep quite a few times. i fell asleep thrice. i left and went to teresa's house. kev had a new dell, so i helped him set it up.

on the way back, the fog sighed and snuggled contentedly against my car. i felt lost somewhere between myself and that point where the world ends. i felt sad; i felt surreal. as if i was driving forward through time, back to the present. as if i was driving back from another late night at teresa and kev's back in junior year. but kevin wasn't so tall three years ago. but the door to the garage was a different color three years ago. but resa hadn't been through all the shit she's been through three years ago. but i was facing different personal demons three years ago.

i somehow made it back home, to my dad's computer. i've been talking to michael since midnight.

and now i'm dreading another day. i've made it through four and a half hours of boring-ass lectures with rob today. he poked me when i fell asleep in chem. the prof is a babysitter. he holds your hand through the course. at least he'll be rather easy (it seems). i'm so glad my cs prof is competent this year. she just mumbles, so that you can't understand what she's saying sometimes. she kept my attention, though, which is quite a feat. robert was bored to tears and proceeded to write something about an orgasm on my notes. physics will be...interesting to say the least. the prof is eccentric, in an etherite, mad scientist kind of way. rob and i both fell asleep in lecture.

annie add/dropped into my fencing section. so we get to poke each other with three feet of steel. fun. i'm glad rob didn't try to get a ta position in that course. i've linked the timestamps on receptacle to that entry's permanent location.

kuh ai boi: The world revolves around me...if u have any arguments, go ahead and debate.
Raging Aardvark: the world is flat, and you smell bad.

a fortune cookie: Triumph is just the extra "UMPH" added to the "TRY" in bed.

respond conversationally to this comment: "she's got huge tracts of land!"

saturday. i hung out with timbo and rose, just lounging about with a guitar, talking, singing, fooling around. lost to cheuck's direct damage deck in about five turns. that night, i found my beige longhorns hat and have been wearing it ever since.

sunday. move back up to austin. my dorm room is still the same. i took down an art poster by kim andersen, and put up an angel sanctuary poster i bought over break. now all the decorations that i put up are from anime: three evangelion scrolls, an angel sanctuary scroll, an evangelion poster, and an angel sanctuary poster. my puffkin still needs a name. actually, he doesn't look that evil. he looks more like this, but green. the factory name is patrick, but he can't have the same name as me.

joe has new toys. a lava lamp, a new perfect grade gundam, and this really cool speaker system for his computer. it's got two arms on a metallic frame that can be swiveled out so that two speakers are behind you. surround sound at your desk! woohoo!

i've been listening to creedence clearwater revival for the past two days. that's some good music. my first class today was genetics. not bad, the prof seems reasonable. i picked up a contact lens case, dropped off my film at the co-op annex, and deposited some checks at the bank. fencing was in the afternoon, at three. i haven't gone into horse stance for a year and a half, and fencing is all about sitting around in horse stance. yay. my legs are going to be sore so much this semester. oh well, at least i'll have lots of lower body strength after this.

i've discovered that robert and i spend our entire tuesdays and thursdays together. chemistry and cs in the mornings, and then physics in the afternoon. speaking of which, i'm going to go to sleep now. i have a 930 class tomorrow. good morrow.

Raging Aardvark: Leo David Jiang, right?
Raging Aardvark: you know you can spell vagina and dildo with your name and only have two letters remaining?
LeoJiang: ...
LeoJiang: that's not something i needed to know
Raging Aardvark: Vagina E.J. Dildo
Raging Aardvark: it would be better if it was KY

Raging Aardvark: heehee
Raging Aardvark: i like my hat
F0REVEROSE: lol! i can imagine you giggling to yourself in the mirror

Raging Aardvark: wow, i have pantene everything
Raging Aardvark: shampoo, conditioner, gel, spray....
RuroniKenshin83: pantene whore
Raging Aardvark: but it smells go nice!

TiCkLeMeEmi: agjhggjjgj
TiCkLeMeEmi: im chocking
TiCkLeMeEmi: CHOKING
TiCkLeMeEmi: the caramel slithered down my esophogas
TiCkLeMeEmi: this candy is evil!

Boggboy: hey Patrick. you gave me a false check you bastard.
Boggboy: you can't fool me. I don't know a "Patick D. Yang". so there.
Raging Aardvark: huh?
Boggboy: reread the top left of your checks, man. :-)
Boggboy: I'm gonna laugh my ass off if you haven't noticed this by now...
Raging Aardvark: ugh....
Raging Aardvark: i haven't
Boggboy: ok then. *ahem* ahahahahahahahaha!
Boggboy: how did that happen?
Raging Aardvark: i don't know. i guess bank of america just got it wrong when they entered my name into the database
Raging Aardvark: oh shit. it's even wrong on my check card
Raging Aardvark: *enter chibified resigned frustration expression here*
Boggboy: oops. you should get your next checks under Randy G. Packit. :-)