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Tuesday, October 18, 2005

In true Lizett-form, I haven't posted in like a whole week. I think she went longer without a post, but since she started posting again after my bitching I thought I would return the favor. You can thank Lizett for getting to be entertained by my life once more.

The fact of the matter is, I spent last weekend visiting Ginger at Purdue, so I didn't have time to entertain you, you selfish bastards. But now that I'm back in boring Virginia I'll fill you in on the weekend.

Friday

I leave work early to head to the airport. I don't feel too bad about this because for the 12th day in a row I had no work to do. That's right, suckers, I get paid a shit-load to sit and stare at a computer screen. (On a side note, I hate that I stare at a screen all day, so there is some justice.) Anyways, I fly out of Reagan Airport in DC which turns out to be a lot nicer than Dulles (not that it's hard to be better than Dulles). I walk in and immediately get to use a check-in counter. I walk to the security line where there's no one waiting. Sweet! The only problem is, I'm early and so I have to entertain myself at the terminal for 2 hours. I didn't bring my computer or MP3 player since it was only an hour and a half flight. Then the flight is delayed. Awesome. Oh, and there are no bookstores in this airport, either. Awesome. And by awesome I mean shitty. Luckily, the past few month here in Virginia have taught me how to stare into space for long periods of time.

I finally get to Indy, but Ginger had car trouble on the way to the airport so I had to sit and wait 45 minutes at the airport. The good news is that she was wearing leather pants when she arrived. Oose. We drove back, got Wendy's, put a sock on the door, and fell asleep.

Saturday

It was Homecoming weekend at Purdue, so naturally Ginger and I didn't go to the football game. Who wants to watch Purdue lose to some shitty Big Ten team? Not me. Fuck you, Purdue.

Instead, I went to watch Ginger play rugby. The opposing team cancelled at the last minute, so Purdue's team decided to hold a scrimmage instead. Watching a bunch of college girls tackle each other and roll around in the dirt might sound pretty hot, but it's not, really. What you don't picture in your mind are the scrum caps, mouth guards and baggy shirts that show nothing. It's no Miller Lite commercial, that's for sure. But it's still awesome to watch if you're a sports fan. Ginger's team ended up losing 49-10, I think, but the teams were pretty skewed. All the backs were on one team and the pack were on another (Ginger is a Lock, part of the pack). For you non-ruggers, imagine putting all the linemen on one team and putting the running backs, receivers and safeties on the other team.

Afterwards we went to the rugby house for drinking games. I started to play a game of beer pong in the basement with Ginger when the ceiling started leaking copious amounts of water. Moments later we hear "The toilet is over-flowing!" Needless to say, I didn't play anymore drinking games in the basement. Instead I journeyed upstairs to watch the ND-USC game. It was just me and Mark (grad student) watching it for a long time and occasionally we were interrupted to check the Purdue score. Around the 3rd quarter some guys show up and start rooting for USC. No surprise, rally. Typical Purdue fan behavior to root against ND and talk about how much they hate the Irish. By the last few minutes I had like 5 pro-ND people on my couch (including a very drunk Ginger) and a room full of ND-haters. Have I said I hate Purdue? Fuckers. So when the clock runs out the first time, my couch is starting to get all excited, but alas. When USC wins, the jackasses across the room go ape-shit with the ND bashing. I nearly got up and punched one guy in the face.

Ginger and I made a quick departure out the back. I consoled myself by remembering that as an ND fan I don't have to rely on rooting against Purdue for the highlight of my season. Fuck-tards. I take the still-drunk Ginger out to dinner at South Street Smokehouse (man, I miss BBQ!) and then we head over to Rob's for more beer and hanging out with EE-folk. It was good to get to see those guys and gals again. Too bad it was only for like 2 hours.

Sunday

Ginger and I sleep in until like 11:00am. Awesome. We mull around for a bit and then decide to go get Cracker Barrel for breakfast. Afterwards, I stop at Dick's to check out Colts' jerseys since I adopted them as my NFL over the past two years. For $75 I decided I wasn't that big of a Colts fan after all. One cool thing, though, is that there was ND apparel right up front beside the Purdue apparel! In Lafayette! Man, that must really bug the shit out of the Boilermaker faithful. Luckily, that's only 10 people. We go back to Ginger's place and watch the first episode of Lost. She's hooked now. As of tonight (Tuesday) she's on disc 4. By then it's time to head back to the airport.

All in all, it was a pretty awesome weekend. I would've loved to have gone to the USC game, but I don't know if I could have dealt with the loss. Sports bring out the worst in me. Well, people stealing shit from my apartment brings out the worst in me (see "hole in the back side of the quote wall at the Animal House", and "missing fencepost at Animal House"), but that's another story. Only two more months until I get to see Ginger again.

Oh, in other news... I get to leave Virginia for good after this Friday. More at 11:00.

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