it’s really the 20th
If I were to be fully correct in my dating of this blog I was mention that it is 3am Saturday morning, but, to me, it is still Friday night. And I’m typing a blog after a long day of events.
First, let me recap Thursday. I went to the VT/A&M game. So awesome. I probably wouldn’t have gone if the weather had been clear skies; the hurricane-esque storm really appealed to me, so I went. Had a great time too. Great game, good times. I stayed from a half hour before kickoff to the very last second of the last quarter, I was impressed with myself. Anyways, so yeah, I went back to my room completely soaked and freezing with a couple worth-while shots of the stadium and such that I will some day post. Yeah.
Today, um…yesterday, I woke up once again for my 8AM Chem class. My prof said he was giving a quiz to make people show up. He didn’t give a quiz. I wish I hadn’t shown up. The material we covered…yesterday..morning was so basic that the notes explained it better than he did. Oh well.
Then I walked downtown with Abigail, once again, and we Wachovia-ed and Bollo-ed. Money and coffee. Then we dinnered at Soulvaki’s, a most amazing Greek submarine restaurant…sooo good. On the way to dinner, I noticed a jumbo-jet (737 or 747) in the air. And you could see the contrails coming off of it perfectly. The sky was so incredibly clear that you, well I, could see every minute detail of that jet and watch as the water vapor formed in mass quantities following it. A first in my lifetime to watch that from the ground. Amazing. So yeah. Good times.
Then we watched Fight Club and O Brother, Where Art Thou? I had heard so many compliments about Fight Club and was truly anticipating getting to watch it for my first time. Getting to the point, I was really not impressed. It is solely just a combination of A Beautiful Mind and Memento. Seriously, it has no steam and no momentum and just kind of dies. Of course it has Brad Pitt and plenty of fighting action but that’s more/less it. I’d have a hard time giving this one thumb up. But O Brother really made up for the dissatisfaction I received from Fight Club. Anyways, that was an interesting movie combo.
Then we had good conversation and a challenging game of Scrabble. My best word was ‘celtiq’ meaning ‘of or related to Celtic traditions or origins.’ Yeah and so basically, now I’m really tired and have plenty to do tomorrow. Plus my new layout has suddenly reached its first couple of final stages (give me three weeks) so that has some newfound priority. Yeah, I’m really tired. Tired. Just the regular type.