May 25, 2000.  Thursday

 

    I just got back from my first photojournalism class. It was pretty cool.  I think it'll be a lot of fun.  The instructor is a pretty laid-back dude.  And the class seems pleasant.
Anyway, so I'm waiting for Rodzilla to arrive.  He plane was schedule to land around 6 or 6:30, and brother Geoff went to pick her up for me.  So I'm just sitting here killing time till they get back. It's almost 8 now.  I suppose I could edit my paper, but I haven't really been on track with that, so maybe I'll try and really take care of that tomorrow.  Or saturday.
    Instead of my paper, I've been playing a lot of Perfect Dark on the Nintendo 64.  Oh yeah, I went into the city for fun yesterday for the first time in a while.  The whole gang was there for the first time in a while.  The "core" group.  So that I was nice.  I met Jed and Jen at the Red Lion on Thompson and Bleeker st.  Matt and James were also supposed to be there around 6:30, but didn't show up till almost 9:30.  So I'm accruing on-time points.  Matt had a better exuse than James.  He started his new pig job at his pig law-firm doing pig-work, then got a call from the pigs at the London pig office around 5:30, 11:30 London time, telling him they needed to get something done tonight, so he had to stay.  He also informed us that he has his own secretary, his own letterhead, and that he had had ostrich for lunch.

    Anyway, it's now 11pm, and Rodzilla is here.  We just got back from a pleasant dinner of raw fish on top of rice.
 

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