high five

lina and i met up at a cafe in westwood this afternoon, and i swear, no one i know meets as many men as she does. that is not at all supposed to be derogatory. i mean that as a huge compliment. while i'm attracting homeless men and fourteen-year-old boys on the street, she runs into groups of, and i quote, "hot french-israeli" guys, hangs out with them, and falls in love with one of them. i just argued with my roommates about how i don't necessarily attract more weirdoes than the average person, i just entertain their craziness for longer than a normal person would (i.e. i will have a conversation with a random on the street instead of walking by them quietly). however, the more i think about it, the more i realize that yeah, maybe i am a magnet for the bizarre.

case in point: some random guy gave me a high five when i was ambling around westwood.

i went to claire's apartment after i hung out with lina. i had no idea that it was going to take me fifteen hundred years to get from where i live to where the rest of my friends do. our apartment is pretty much on the opposite side of the universe from where the majority of the undergrad apartments are, and so i had to walk for a way long time to get to her place. i guess, then, it's good that i'm slowly tricking myself into being in love with walking places.

i had a really cool moment as i left my building to start the journey over there. the sun was starting to go down and it was really warm outside, and for some reason, i couldn't hear any cars. and for a few seconds, before i actually did hear some major street sounds, everything was covered in way cool yellow light and i felt really calm.

i may go out with claire tonight, to some halloween party, even though i don't really know anything about it and i don't have a costume (i haven't decided if "dirty pirate hooker" is really the direction i want to go this year). i haven't been anywhere this quarter, because i've been home every weekend since the beginning of the year, and also because our living so far from everyone else makes it difficult to go to "parties". i'm excited to hang out with her, and that's why i'm going tonight.

andy got pissed at me for allowing there to be a "ghost" viewing when he wasn't around. he also feels left out because we had a big apartment party (read: watched two movies in our pajamas) and he wasn't able to be a part of it. however, he had enough fun last night at the weekly meeting of "andy's secret santa monica friends" that he had to take a shower over there this morning, so whatever. i'm sure he'll get over it.