spacekadet blog

that’s really cool, that’s like, burninating the conjecture.
-piatek

it’s hot in here. i’m taking off my shoes…what? i’m practically menopausal - it’s true.
-allison

rommel lifts us up where we belong.
-monica

good night old lady
-michael to monica, who apparently goes to bed too early

i am freakishly horny and it’s ridiculous.
it would be funny if it weren’t sad.
-lotus blossom

rommel: what’s trogdor?
allison: oh, it’s the burninator.

i vote stupid.

humor at the engine room last night. i’ve mentioned my recent hair cut — it’s short, but with may key touches of feminity, or so i think. still, i am in the south and people here are still quite ignorant to the continuing changes in the fashion climate. so, i go to the engine room with rommel and allison, walk out onto the deck with my paulaner h-w, and the first thing i hear is some random girl say, rather drunken and loudly, “hey, a lesbian!” since i get this a lot, out of a certain amount of frustration, i said at a similar volume level, “i’m not gay!” (not that there’s anything wrong with that.) what i should have said is, “hey, a black person!”, as she was the only one at this particular bar. that would have been ironic, unless of course i don’t understand irony. which is possible.

spied a really awful shirt today. a roy lichtenstein-esque image on a t-shirt that read,”i don’t care if i’m late for class — he’s wearing abercrombie”.

after an hour of investigation, i located the package containing my camera. joy. pictures to follow once the battery is charged.

i might go skydiving next weekend. we’re trying to swindle a group rate, but who knows. according to uga grad C.M., “a hit of acid costs $5 and is far more exciting.” does he have a point?

i came to athens expecting relief from my fast-paced high-stress austin lifestyle, but instead i’ve found new complications replacing old ones.

to begin with, the nearest bar to my dorm is a 15 minute walk (uphill). who are the city planners who came up with that one?

and then i bought my camera, which could only be shipped to my billling address in austin. props to tim for posting my package to athens.

things really hit the fan last night when i was bamboozled by one of the reu students. a few weeks ago, after the math bbq, i was proclaiming the glories of jimmy johns (which is new to athens folk). some of the students didn’t believe that these sandwhiches were all that great, so i told michael and amy that i’d buy them a sandwhich just to prove how delicious these sandwhiches are. last night michael decided to take me up on my offer. i even had it delivered, which meant i’d be paying tip in addition to the cost of the sammich. so the delivery guy gets here and says to michael: “still hungry?” i peiced together that michael had already been to jimmy johns earlier that day. naturally i was a little pissed. that’s the last time I buy sandwhiches for anyone.

michael is apparently one of those “quote” people and wants me to save the quotes he deems memorable. unfortunately, all the quotes seem to be by me, and i feel like a bit of a loser quoting myself on my own website. but for him, i’ll do it. the line that started it all:

i hope you’re enjoying your sandwich, douche bag.

we watched fatal attraction on monday night, which inspired another quote by me to a slightly freaked out allison:

i’d spoon you but i have salsa hands.

slightly related to the popularity of my “one-liners” in the south is my contagious “northern” accent. i’ve been informed that some of the students are picking up certain “monica-isms”. this is pleasing to me; at least i’ve brought something to athens, besides my witty charm.

as the subject implies, i have 17 days left in athens. my days are full of rain, laughter, programming, and jizz jokes. it sounds like a full life, but i am becoming increasingly more excited about returning home. in the meantime, i look forward to shorter term items, like athfest, moutains, and spreading the word of the boosh.

when quitting time finally arrived at 6pm friday night, the look of relief was apparent on many of the summer reu students’ faces. i admit that i, too, shared in the glory. we had a long but reasonably productive week. the lecture series was clear and informative, and our first two days of coding was surprisingly fruitful. still, after working last weekend and all week, i was ready for a break.

first stop: dinner. we had mexican food at Agua Linda’s, which is apparently top-of-the-line in Athens, Georgia. Still, it doesn’t compare to the food one can get in Austin. The quesadillas were decent, but left me missing my weekend afternoon trips for the cheese enchiladas at Julio’s (how do they make their red sauce so damn good?!).

My dormmate finally rescued her N64 from storage, so my room was a bit of of madhouse last night. So Allison, Rommel and I escaped to Molly O’Shea’s “Irish Pub”, which was a little too clean and well polished to be called a pub. Maybe it just hasn’t been broken in yet. Then again, the bartenders didn’t seem to know how to pour Guiness, so perhaps not. Still, we had a pretty good time, but not as good as Holly who joined us at midnight on the onset of her 21st birthday.

The Globe is still my favorite bar in Athens to date.

Here are some pictures of the night’s festivities.