i think i'm going to throw up.
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sorry to be dramatic. i'm fine, but a major sufferer of butterflies when i get nervous. and i enjoy torturing myself.
if you get bored with watching me throw myself into a panic attack, you can read this l.com blog entry. it's related more to females working with female bosses, but i wonder what you think about the underlying thought: all women secretly hate each other. *i* think it is definitely true, but maybe i'm a mean, disgruntled hater or something.
Monday, September 22, 2008
first and foremost, i went to the hawk.
my friend whitney is friends with john holt (see: fox4 news) and i guess he just knows everyone in lawrence. so we went to the football game (after getting the treatment [see: free beers] at the alumni building) and then went with holt to the hawk afterward. there was a huge line to get in but he walked right up and got all of us these red sparkle bracelets. we passed the line and walked in and downstairs to the martini room which is pretty nice. i did my first (and last) jager bomb and then got a bunch of free drinks. the hawk is pretty much a cave system, there is the main room on the top floor and then you keep going down stairs to other rooms. i DID get to see the boom boom room and its a black lit room with really terrible music. we also walked onto the back deck (which was beautiful) and i got to stand exactly 15 feet away from my love, darnell jackson. the rest of the basketball team was there but i mostly saw teahan, brady morningstar and brandon rush. basically i would never go to the hawk without a VIP bracelet, but i just don't like waiting in a line to get into the place and then waiting in lines to even get into the rooms once you are there.
oh yeah, and after we left the hawk we walked over to the wheel and got a slice of pizza (they have it set up like whatever is at fatsos, you just walk up to the counter and pay for a slice). that was $2.50 of heaven, best fucking pizza ever.
so i went to bed around 1, woke up at 5:45 (still not totally sober) and went to the airport. had yet another not great experience with a plane (i.e. sitting in a plane on the tarmac for two hours before taking off). finally got to danielle's and dave and danielle and i went to eat lunch at handlebar again. FYI, if anyone comes to visit, we have to go eat there because the patio is beautiful and their gouda mac and cheese is delicious. we walked around damen and division and then back to logan square where they showed me some produce stores, the post office, the library and a new food co-op. then we went back, gabe came over and we ate some really good food danielle made (baked apples with oats and cinnamon for dessert). we also played bananagrams, which is an awesome game. i was not good at it but danielle and gabe were ridiculously good and that was fun to watch.
today i had my job interview. i want that job so bad. i would want it even if i weren't desperate for a job, which is a good sign. i think the interview went well overall, there were some things i said that i wish i hadn't, but i think i did the best i could do. i'll hear by the end of this week, which means that i will probably be a stressed-out brat until friday and then my demeanor will really depend on the result. but yeah, i hope hope hope i get that job.
i can't think of anything else, except i met my old neighbors at panzon's and had margaritas after my flight got in. that is only relevant because growing up my parents and i went there once a week (my dad is friends with chuck, the owner) and i always swore that i would drink margaritas there once i turned 21. so i got to do that today and i'm pretty happy.
my friend whitney is friends with john holt (see: fox4 news) and i guess he just knows everyone in lawrence. so we went to the football game (after getting the treatment [see: free beers] at the alumni building) and then went with holt to the hawk afterward. there was a huge line to get in but he walked right up and got all of us these red sparkle bracelets. we passed the line and walked in and downstairs to the martini room which is pretty nice. i did my first (and last) jager bomb and then got a bunch of free drinks. the hawk is pretty much a cave system, there is the main room on the top floor and then you keep going down stairs to other rooms. i DID get to see the boom boom room and its a black lit room with really terrible music. we also walked onto the back deck (which was beautiful) and i got to stand exactly 15 feet away from my love, darnell jackson. the rest of the basketball team was there but i mostly saw teahan, brady morningstar and brandon rush. basically i would never go to the hawk without a VIP bracelet, but i just don't like waiting in a line to get into the place and then waiting in lines to even get into the rooms once you are there.
oh yeah, and after we left the hawk we walked over to the wheel and got a slice of pizza (they have it set up like whatever is at fatsos, you just walk up to the counter and pay for a slice). that was $2.50 of heaven, best fucking pizza ever.
so i went to bed around 1, woke up at 5:45 (still not totally sober) and went to the airport. had yet another not great experience with a plane (i.e. sitting in a plane on the tarmac for two hours before taking off). finally got to danielle's and dave and danielle and i went to eat lunch at handlebar again. FYI, if anyone comes to visit, we have to go eat there because the patio is beautiful and their gouda mac and cheese is delicious. we walked around damen and division and then back to logan square where they showed me some produce stores, the post office, the library and a new food co-op. then we went back, gabe came over and we ate some really good food danielle made (baked apples with oats and cinnamon for dessert). we also played bananagrams, which is an awesome game. i was not good at it but danielle and gabe were ridiculously good and that was fun to watch.
today i had my job interview. i want that job so bad. i would want it even if i weren't desperate for a job, which is a good sign. i think the interview went well overall, there were some things i said that i wish i hadn't, but i think i did the best i could do. i'll hear by the end of this week, which means that i will probably be a stressed-out brat until friday and then my demeanor will really depend on the result. but yeah, i hope hope hope i get that job.
i can't think of anything else, except i met my old neighbors at panzon's and had margaritas after my flight got in. that is only relevant because growing up my parents and i went there once a week (my dad is friends with chuck, the owner) and i always swore that i would drink margaritas there once i turned 21. so i got to do that today and i'm pretty happy.
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