2004-04-11 - 10:50 a.m.

friday afternoon: slept through japanese history, went to TGIF to sell rugby shirts. our rugby shirts are sweet. one design has the pabst blue ribbon logo, except it says pretty bad-ass rugby instead of pabst blue ribbon. get it? ha ha. it's funnier to look at than it is to hear about. we also have "oberlin women's rugby: we bleed more than once a month" and "rugger hugger" tee shirts. i got a PBR one for my mom because she told me i swear too much.

after TGIF, went and had not-quite-skunky-yet beer and not-quite-stale-yet chips in brad's room. later went and did my calc homework/looked at the disturbing weird porn that eve brought me. went to dinner, had a cigarette, forgot that i was going to see melt banana in cleveland with liz (who also apparently forgot), read hipster zines that eve lent me and went with brad, helen, and conrad to see "the ladykillers" instead.

that movie is so very stupid. i would recommend seeing it stoned or better yet not at all.

after that, cleaned my humble little dorm room in preparation for guests.

saturday: rugby game. we lost to kenyon. stephanie's pink spandex tights with stripes of dalmation spots were totally their secret weapon. as soon as i saw those tights i was like, fuck, we're losing. and hannah got a concussion. this did not stop her, however, from being second runner up in the drag king contest later that night. and she did it in a PBR rugby tee shirt.

at the afterparty i met spater's cousin, who on a whim came back with me to oberlin. we had dinner, liza showed up, we got dressed up in our drag outfits and waited for spater. and drank. and waited. and drank.

finally spater showed up and we presented him with the outfit we had picked out for him. at drag ball he complained after being there for like five seconds that he wanted to leave. however, he quickly changed his tune when he saw the drag performers and the contestants in the king and queen of drag ball contest. i saw the hottest drag queen ever in the world last night. i had the biggest girl boner ever.

liza was a little over the border of tipsy and into drunk. lightweight. she danced like crazy and it was pretty funny. liz had the best pimp suit ever. whit was her ho, and damn was he hot. it was awesome.

we saw marty and clayton. concluded they hadn't changed at all since they were ten. weird, it feels like we've changed so much. are me, liza, and spater also no different than we were?

today: cooking, then going to my grandma's house for and easter egg hunt. because the color of the chocolate, and the color of the wood on the cross...

well, at least we don't have a magic bell like in france. what the fuck.

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