random stuff

So today ozan and i drove to the local ikea which seemed like miles away but barely took a quarter of a tank. Anyways 4 hours of ikea later i felt that ozan and i were officially bonded for life. seriously a really intense trip to ikea can really make people friends forever "Rremember that time we went to ikea..." it's deep. Anyways i bought a couch. v. exciting!! and it's not a futon it's like a legit couch that i could move at some point in my life. and it's not some wierd euro furniture it could pass for being a real couch and this excites me because it's almost like having real furnitre and as i said before, having real furniture is the first step into semi adulthood for a grad student. yay for me! anyways then we kicked it as his place, created mood lighting and then watched best in show with a bunch of random people. i think josh is sleeping with a 19 year old undergrad because this random very quiet girl was there and we were all too scared to ask her what deparmtnet she was in for fear that she would say "oh i haven't declared a major yet." i felt dirty afterwards. Fernando came over to watch some important football game on their big screen but we were too scared to let him know that in fact the cable in kerrytown was all out. big fat bummer indead. Then i met peopel from massachussets and texas who regaled us with tales of going to summer camp and cowboy ranch camp. At this point Fernando and i lamented the fact that we only knew about summer camp from watching nickelodeon "hey dude" and "camp anawana" and that we really wished that someday we could go to summer camp and be camps counserlors like bill murray on "meatballs" and ride canoes and shit like that, and it would be so awesome. i have way too many fantasies of how awesome summer camp could bE!! anyways point being this chick is tight with some summer camp in maine and is gonna write me and fernando letters of rec and we're gonna be camp counselors this summer!! alright, likelehod of that happening, slim, but eeemagine!! Some people dream of seeing the parthenon, i just wanna go to summer camp.

then we went to a history dept house party which had like this wierd mix of r kelly "ignition" and hall and oats "maneater" playing and i was not impressed. everyone was just talking about hisotry and in grad school it's v. key to get beyond our focuses and talk about real life stuff, like "do you think tom and katie's baby is for reals???!" So then i split up with the group and met up with Fernando again at Bab's for a cocktail and some general revelry. we both bonded over growing up protestant and having things like bibl estudy and the poor mans girls/boys scouts known as "royal rangers" and "primms." it was kind of ghetto. anyways he showed me this game where you have 6 pencils and straws or wahtever, 3 each, and you touch the tips and whichever way the straws turn the devil will answer a question. it was a game called "talk to the devil" and i guess logistically it's hard to explain wihtout being there. Anyways i was kidn of scared cuz it reminded me of playing "bloody mary" in the bathroom in middle school and how frankie gallardo came out of the bathroom with scars on his chest because bloody mary scratched him and THESE ARE THE THINGS THA T HAPPEN WHEN YOU MESS WITH WITCHCRAFT!! true story guy. anyways we played this "ask the devil" game and we asked "is tom and katie's baby really their child?" and the straws went opposite directions. we flipping out cuz it was truly the spirit of the devil! either htat or i thought it might have been the spirit of l. ron hubbard channeling our game and fucking with us. I don't know but we crossed our self real quick. Anyways it was good times.

Then i walked alone to this public policy party to meet up again with Ozan and i had the most LA but not really LA moment. it was like a twin peaks experience to the max. let me explain. So i was walking down an empty residential street but the streets here are creepy because there are a lot of trees and shit and you can eeemagine a girl wiht a jump rope singing "one, two, freddy's coming for you." Anyways this car rolls up next to me with two guys in it and i'm like thinking, oh shit let me get ready for an attack. And then the car slows down and busts a u turn in front of me and i'm thinking "shit shit shit play a, b, and c for survival, get your phone ready." Then the car turns around and, get this, TURNS OFF IT'S HEAD LIGHTS! Ok for anyone from a LA, a car with two sketchy guys that rolls up next to you, slows down, and turns off it's lights, means they are going to gang bang you and have some for reals gang warfare and shoot you. i was seriously scared. Then the car pulls into the driveway next to me real slow. At this point i panic/get my shit togehter and kind of start to speedwalk, turn around to see if i see them, and then run to the other side of the street where i hear people. At this point i ran inot David, the cuban and i was liek "ahh i almost got attacked by an ann arbor gang!!" and then i noticed the guys were just turning off their headlights to pull into their driveway and go home. it was the most "oh my god i'm so LA" moment of my life! Michigan is so wierd!! no fear of drive by's and stuff. SO WIERD!!