Cherilyn Moment(S) of the Day (a compilation of the last few days due to D-land overload):

*Erik is asleep in Sociology*

Erik: *feels tug on his pants which draws him to awaken* "Huh?"

Cherilyn: "What kind of pants are these?"

Erik *in exhausted stupor*: "Huh?"

Cherilyn: "I like these pants!"

Erik: "Well, I didn't make them"

*another while later*

Cherilyn: "I know this is going to sound a little weird, but will it be okay if I went over to your house after school and looked at your lizard?'

Me: "No, I'm busy after school running around and doing errands"

Cherilyn: *squaky voice of hers* "I love your lizard Erik!"

Me: "Me too..."

Cherilyn: "Would you like me to house sit when you go on vacation?

Me: "I'm not going on vacation..."

Cherilyn: "I know, but if you ever do, I'd love to like take care of your house for you, and your lizard, it's so pretty!"

Me: "I'm going to sleep now"

*flashback to the day before*

Background: Ericson (who looks like woman), Wallbert and myself agree to meet at Mickey D's for dinner before rehearsal which Wallbert and I would have been late to anyway.

Moment:

Erik: "Hey wallbert!"

*mysterious voice*: "Hey Erik

*we turn around, and guess who works at Mickey D's...that's right, ladies and gentleman, Cherilyn works at Mickey D's in Rosemont...that's the last time I go there*

Cherilyn: What can I get you guys?

Me: I'll take a number 6 (?)

Cherilyn: What size?

Me: Medium

*food comes out*

Cherilyn: You know what we call these back here? Big n' Nasty (pronounced Nay ass tee)

Me: Uh huh...

You see, I basically think that this job is perfect for her. It requires no brain power at all...none. The machine even takes care of coins because there's no guarantee that someone working at McDonald's would be able to tell the difference between a dime and a quarter. Not to mention that many employees of the establishment of McDonald's are incapable of counting out proper change. Oh, what is our society coming to? Moreover, if people like Cherilyn are making more money than I am doing that...ah, capitalism at its best.

So last night, I went and saw the Matrix 2 at its premierre brodcast. Man, it sure wasn't worth it. The effects were awsome and such, but I felt the movie lagged too much and failed at fully explaining anything (or even partially). About the only highlight were the crazy folk who sat in front of us and the crazy Radnor folk who surrounded us. Oh, and Walbert's tube was broken by the ever-bizzarre Pete Drake and then it got lost in the theater. And what a way to go, too. Also, Noni thinks Jill is hot.

School is lagging so horribly. I'm trying to pull myself together for two last hurrah's...the grad project and the Payne project. Payne project is far from complete, I think that's my evening plans. Also, I don't really want these to be good, I just want them to pass and I want my grade not to suck too horribly. That's the thing with Payne, I give him stuff that I take time and plan out and I fail. I give him the procrastination of procrastination, and i get a wonderful grade. Come on C+!

So, Kipp got wind that Ericson bought his own prom ticket, went and told Wysocki, and Wysocki went and got pissed at King for not checking things. Why? Why the fuck can't she just leave well enough alone? Also, apparently, as she says, her BF is going to be confronting Walbert, Min, and any other verbal dissenter of war. Hrmmm... WHY WHY WHY????

Know what also pisses me off...the other day, McWang approached Min and told him to stop being so verbal about his views of Bill Rosener, etc. To which I replied, when he was gone, "well, I guess he'd want me to go back in the closet because it might offend someone."

Everyone needs to breathe!!!!

Go see a movie, and be good!

- Written on 2003-05-15 at 10:46 a.m.