Marius' Rant of the Day, 6/17/02
Aieeeeeeeeeeee.

The proper place to begin this is Saturday, I suppose. The occasion is a family friend's graduation from Western Oregon University. This is good. Unfortunately for me, who hates such things, there was a party beforehand. One of those things where I wander around amongst a ton of people I really don't know, alternated with people I know but don't really care about, attempting to be reasonably non-depressing.

I think I failed. I always do, because, really, I don't care about any of these people, and if they ain't gonna talk to me, I'm not talking to THEM. Although one person DID talk to me, as it turns out...

<random blonde walks up>

Me: I know this girl... who IS she?

Her: Erik! I haven't seen you in ages!

Me: Yeah, yeah. Who ARE you?

<highly random conversation about nothing in particular ensues>

<she leaves>

Suddenly, the realization hit that this is the graduate of honor's psycho roommate. And she was hitting on me. No, folks, I think we'll pass on that one.

Party ends, we all cruise up to Western and proceed to sit in the sun for two hours watching people parade by. Lalala, go home, nurse sunburns. Oh, the entertainment.

And now let us fast forward to this morning.

I realized, last night, that I had class this morning. So after 7.5 hours of sleep, I'm up, and it's 8:30. Upon grabbing clothes, I realize that there's a reason why I couldn't find my wallet last night...

Me: <grabs clothes from dryer>

<credit card falls out of pile>

Me: Oh ****.

<searchsearchlookohhellmywallet'sallwetargh>

Me: Right. Where's my ATM card? Oh, stuck to the top of the dryer. Of course. Where ELSE would it be?

So I finally get dressed, soggy wallet and all, jump in the car, and go. Drive to Eugene was great, since there was almost nobody on the road. I'm making record time. Hit the Beltline exit. Hit the Delta Highway exit. Doing good so far... Take the downtown exit like I'm supposed to. Only it's the wrong exit. Gak. But I can deal with this. About the time I hit the stoplight, I realized I needed to turn left but couldn't because it wouldn't let me. Ok, no problem. Hey, I'm on the right street!

<follows street>

<some time later realizes this ISN'T the right street>

Ruh-roh.

<random driving through Eugene for 20 minutes trying to find where I am, ending when I suddenly appear next to the U of O bookstore>

Oh ****! I forgot my parking permit! Argh! Well, hopefully they won't tow me. Now, where's the building I need to go to?

<inquiries of billions of people make us realize that the building is <----------- that way>

Now, where's the classroom? <wandering of maze-like hallways>

Ah, the classroom! Why isn't anyone here? This is weird. Oh well. I'll wait a few.

<10 minutes pass, it's 10 minutes after class should start>

Well, hrm. I better check the schedule. It's gonna suck if I'm in the wrong place.

<runs back to admin all the way across campus, checks schedule>

Waiiiiiiit a sec. Class isn't until NEXT week? Crap.

<easy drive home to a 2 hour nap>

<sigh>

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