Graduation came and went in a particularly unexciting way. I walked down the aisle in a bright purple barney suit and particularly unfetching white hood. I was given strange unmatching flowers and quickly fled to the comfort of a local restaurant... where the food was anything but very good. It was satisfactory. I wasn't upset, though, although it might sound that way. I enjoyed that the day was casual, lazy, and just spent with some close friends and family. My father was particularly chatty.
My father is starting work at this strange little trendy restaurant in the East Village. He is in charge of their whole entire menu. The waiters and everyone there except for him is "gay," he told me with a giggle and a whisper. My mother commented that he might feel at home there. My father is quite... vain... and at times very "gay." Oh well. It's suppose to be very trendy, nightclubish, and expensive. My friends and I are scheduled to have a food testing thing for two weeks straight in the next week or two. Very exciting.
I'm very picky about food. My father is a gourmet chef. Nothing outside can really even live up to the good wholesome meals that my mother, wife to a little snotty gourmet chef, can make. Likewise, I hate people who are complacent about bad food. I hate people who has never had "good" food and are content with mediocre food. I dislike Olive Garden and people who swear by it. I dislike people who can't tell that Thalia's little entrees have no flavor (although their polentas are wonderful). Food is important to me. Perhaps that is why I will never be lithe.
I'm officially not a student ... at the moment. I am an unemployed philosophy major. Hahaha. I went to a job fair yesterday. I plan to find a job after I finish my last two feb applications. I am enjoying my vacation.
There is a snow storm outside. I want to walk around in search for that great stationary store. I will sit inside, read books (I finished "Kushiel's Dart"), and write. I also d/led anime. Cowboy Bebop, Ima, Soko ni iru boku (Now and Here, Then and Here? something like that. it's shocking and strange. Definitely worth a look through...), and Kareshi Kanojo no Jijou (His and Her Circumstance). I've been on a schedule from 4pm-4am for the past few days. It leaves me little time to do anything outside.
Will broke my playstation. My stupid retard of a cat bit through the wires of the controllers and video cables. We were cutting them up, twisting them, fixing, and putting them back together. J was lying across my bed, graduation day, flipping through my girly magazines. We were victorious when it came to the video cables. However, the controller was another story... and after the extensive fixing and testing... we might have broke the controller port with all our tinkering. So... my poor little gaming console is dead after 8 or so years. (PS1) I am considering getting a PS2 with random graduation money. However, as Chris stated, I'm no longer a gamrrrrrrgrrrrrl. Sad but true.
OS X is built upon Unix. I can be a super villain on my mac too... erm.
5:03 p.m. - Saturday, Jan. 22, 2005
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