Friday, 6am
opheliar and i woke up and dashed off to midway, en route to prom. dashed being the appropriate word, wherein "did we forget anything?" was answered "no" in .75 seconds. it wasn't until we'd passed ashland on the orange line we realized that the answer was supposed to be "sbk's ticket to prom". at that point, getting on the plane anyway was the only option, so that's what we did.
Friday, 1pm
after planes, BARTs and MUNI buses, we arrived at the san remo.BAM! right away, we ran into
fenris23, who ophelia addressed as SPM. i thought he looked a bit small, but the pizza man does have a talent for exaggeration, who knows. ophelia ran off to prance naked with amina, leaving me to hang out in the hallway with fenris and angelvanilla and other people i can't remember. at which point fenris mentioned candians representing, and i realized he was, indeed, not spm. so we introduced ourselves, and he took his canadian krew off to softball, which had become kickball.
Friday, 2pm
whilst ophelia pranced, i went off to purchase cigarettes. upon returning to the hotel, i hung out and smoked with capnvik, faelynia, and someone who's name escapes me. there's a lot of names that have escaped in the past 72 hours. i'll blame that on the volume of alcohol consumed and the hours of sleep missed. i haven't talked to faelynia since the old days of #sgchat, so it was a bit surprising to see her there.
when they left for kickball, i snuck in and stole her phone, and called the real supremepizzaman and went to wait with him for kalidoom. kali was hungry, and went to get a taco.
apparantly San Francisco has a different definition of taco than she's used to. i found this out for myself, later.
Kickball!!!
once ophelia was done, the four of us cabbed it up to kickball. not in time to play, but in time to get a spot on the bleachers.
actually, there was plenty of space on the other side of the bleachers because meeting 2 people was less intimidating than everyone on the nearside bench. our bench eventually filled up, tho. and there was discussion of immigration with canadian SGs.
Curry
curry is where we met everyone. if i try to mention everyone that ophelia introduced me to, it'll just be a list. i'll just say that the funniest moment was standing outside smoking with bean and ophelia and watching SPM eat a bacon cheeseburger in fron of olivia and Amitabha. wow. at least he tried to put up a napkin boundary. i don't know if that was helpful or insulting.
anyways, inside the actual curry event, i begged lil_tuffy for assistance regarding the ticket. okay, actually all i had to do was as ask, since tuffy's just that awesome. so is requiem, although the spicyness of the curry nearly made my head explode.
there are pictures, and another day and a half, but i'm tired of writing. more later.
opheliar and i woke up and dashed off to midway, en route to prom. dashed being the appropriate word, wherein "did we forget anything?" was answered "no" in .75 seconds. it wasn't until we'd passed ashland on the orange line we realized that the answer was supposed to be "sbk's ticket to prom". at that point, getting on the plane anyway was the only option, so that's what we did.
Friday, 1pm
after planes, BARTs and MUNI buses, we arrived at the san remo.BAM! right away, we ran into
fenris23, who ophelia addressed as SPM. i thought he looked a bit small, but the pizza man does have a talent for exaggeration, who knows. ophelia ran off to prance naked with amina, leaving me to hang out in the hallway with fenris and angelvanilla and other people i can't remember. at which point fenris mentioned candians representing, and i realized he was, indeed, not spm. so we introduced ourselves, and he took his canadian krew off to softball, which had become kickball.
Friday, 2pm
whilst ophelia pranced, i went off to purchase cigarettes. upon returning to the hotel, i hung out and smoked with capnvik, faelynia, and someone who's name escapes me. there's a lot of names that have escaped in the past 72 hours. i'll blame that on the volume of alcohol consumed and the hours of sleep missed. i haven't talked to faelynia since the old days of #sgchat, so it was a bit surprising to see her there.
when they left for kickball, i snuck in and stole her phone, and called the real supremepizzaman and went to wait with him for kalidoom. kali was hungry, and went to get a taco.
apparantly San Francisco has a different definition of taco than she's used to. i found this out for myself, later.
Kickball!!!
once ophelia was done, the four of us cabbed it up to kickball. not in time to play, but in time to get a spot on the bleachers.
actually, there was plenty of space on the other side of the bleachers because meeting 2 people was less intimidating than everyone on the nearside bench. our bench eventually filled up, tho. and there was discussion of immigration with canadian SGs.
Curry
curry is where we met everyone. if i try to mention everyone that ophelia introduced me to, it'll just be a list. i'll just say that the funniest moment was standing outside smoking with bean and ophelia and watching SPM eat a bacon cheeseburger in fron of olivia and Amitabha. wow. at least he tried to put up a napkin boundary. i don't know if that was helpful or insulting.
anyways, inside the actual curry event, i begged lil_tuffy for assistance regarding the ticket. okay, actually all i had to do was as ask, since tuffy's just that awesome. so is requiem, although the spicyness of the curry nearly made my head explode.
there are pictures, and another day and a half, but i'm tired of writing. more later.
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I vaguely remember letting you into Curry. I was already pretty drunk by then. People wouldn't stop buying me drinks.