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following the discussion yesterday on condom underwear (underwear with a small pocket to put a condom in, NOT underwear with a condom attached) and the variants of this that we could think of–tea (loose or bagged), potpourri, pipe tobacco (or any other type of plant for smoking), confetti (“it’s a party in my pants”). i was trying to think of other special underwear you could make. but so far my tired brain has only come up with post-it note underwear. underwear with a little pad of post-its attached. this could be marketable to sean.

i put all my pictures from this weekend (slumber party in my empty apartment and the BBQ/baseball party at P-hill park) up on eloise. whoever else took pictures can upload them to that parent album, if you like. if you don’t know how, you can email them to me or call gene.

and so i thought, ‘why not join in? be one of the crowd.’

being one of the crowd, for me, however, did not extend to wearing a lei. i drew the line. so instead my brother sent me an enormous flower arrangement. this is logical when you know that he is currently working as an unpaid assistant at a gardening/flower shop. my brother picks up odd hobbies, much like he picks up odd everything–pets, people…

it was quite delightful to be done with this school. and also a little sad. but then there was an incredibly delicious dinner at aziza with mom and kristen to celebrate.

and currently there are all the pictures that the lovely kristen took with my camera. she really got into the whole business. she would take a picture of anything. solidarity, sister.

last night i experienced something slightly unbelievable. and that was my entire politics class doing karaoke (KA-RA-O-K) at my professor’s house. in order to commemorate this event, i took pictures.

as most of you know i am moving at the end of the month. back to my mom’s house. sigh. so anyway, i was there this weekend, cleaning my room in preperation for moving a bunch of crap back into it and i found a very old mix tape that kristen had made for me my freshman year of college. this tapes includes songs by mc hammer, paula abdul, and tom petty. songs such as ‘i want to sex you up’, ‘stand by me’, and ‘lollipop’. songs by the ever talented gene, kristen’s crazy aunt, and kristen herself as a wee sprout.

tiny kristen tot (TKT): old mcgrover had a farm e-i-e-i-o…

bob: what did old mcgrover have on his farm?

TKT: mmmmm….popcorn!

eydie: popcorn?

TKT: he eats popcorn!

bob: who else eats popcorn?

TKT: i eat popcorn!

eydie: you’ve never had popcorn.

TKT: popcorn!

bob: what else do you eat?

TKT: (long pause) crackers!

eydie: you do like crackers.

kristen’s crazy aunt: grr-row-row-row-row, won’t you run away? grr-row-row-row-row, this is mY feROcious daY!

you haven’t lived till you’ve heard tiny kristen tot pronounce the words ‘popcorn’, ‘toast’, and ‘spout’. i could feel my uterus clenching in desire just at her intonations. i wish i could build a time machine and go back to see tiny kristen tot in action.

kim got a kitten! a two year old, malnourished, big-footed kitten. who looks a bit like punk. hopefully not as punkish though.

i want a kitten. i want an ocelot!

to be honest, this is a day late. but if i had posted it yesterday, well one, i probably would have been at home and not having the best time ever at great america, and two, i wouldn’t have this picture to go along with my birthday wishes.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DIANNA!

sorry you got so wet for it.

to view rest of photos (many many photos) go here.

yesterday (yes this is a story of my life) i had a meeting with my politics teacher one-on-one (not male-on male, because i’m not male, and also i don’t write hot m-o-m porn like jason) so that we could discuss, without losing face, my performance in his class. mind you, he was having these meetings with everyone in the class, not just me. during this meeting, which lasted about 3 minutes, the teacher managed to heavily insult my intelligence. he did this by saying that my midterm exam score and oral presentation on cambodia’s international relations were a “revelation” as before that he was pretty sure i didn’t have a brain. he didn’t come right out and say that part about the brain or his firmly held belief that i was stupid, but did he ever imply it.

i contemplated asking the ninja to kick his ass to kingdom come. but seriously, all ninjas are really good at is porn. also good at porn? jason. only jason could write about a mouthwash enema and rimjob so well. let us all now cross our fingers and toes (my toes are already curling in horror at the memory of jason’s porn) that jason’s offering to the SF porn anthology gets accepted for publication. you can do it, jason. you can DO IT.