It’s Monday.
I missed my first class this morning.
It’s Valentine’s Day, and I am very very single.
For most, even myself under normal circumstances, this would be a recipe for a pretty bad day. However, it’s 65 glorious degrees outside, and instead of being in class, I’m enjoying a parfait looking out over the lake.
I’m going to take the bull by the horns today and make Mother Nature my Valentine.
Boom. Game Changer.
It’s finals week. Everyone is pretty much on the verge of tears, spontaneous combustion, or most likely just shouting a stream of obscenities. However, the University of Richmond apparently acknowledges that with such rigorous academics, its students need a break.
I walk into the dining hall at about 11:30p.m. Sunday night. It’s “Midnight Munchies,” an opportunity for students to load up on late night snacks of nutritious things… such as nachos and mozzarella sticks. As soon as I step into the main room I notice a large crowd dancing in unison to none other than the Electric Slide. I quickly realize that U of R seriously hired a DJ for us to have a dance party in D. Hall so we could take a break from studying. After a solid Cupid Shuffle, a Dougie dance-off, and even a Black and Yellow step performance I was ready to head back and hit the books. Again.
Damn it feels good to be a Spider.
P.S. I tried to upload a video, buuuut apparently my phone decided it was too cool to share with the whole world so it wouldn’t let me…
i understand that you’re probably just learning how to play or maybe even practicing for an event coming up, but if you don’t stop playing the same line of “when the saints go marching in” over and over again, i’m going to come down there, find you, and beat you with that large piece of brass that usually makes music.
love,
me, 3rd floor resident.
DORMISTORY:
So apparently the University of Richmond turns off the AC after fall break. Yeah sure, you’d think it makes sense because it’s October, but everyone who lives in Virginia knows that doesn’t mean anything. Also, anyone who’s ever been in a college dorm knows that when it’s hot, you’re living in a giant convection oven. ESPECIALLY WITH NO AIR CONDITIONING.
So instead of trying to get my work done in a sauna, I decided to take some initiative and post up my hammock in the hallway. The guys in the hall thought it was a great idea. My RA, however, did not.
“Alex, this better be down by the time I get back.”
i’m making the transition from “nothing special” to “dormistories” because… well nothing special wasn’t exactly a huge hit haha. regardless, everyone likes a catchy title right?
for those of you who follow,
check out www.dormistories.tumblr.com
because alexmcdilda.tumblr doesn’t exist anymore!
oh hey, guess what. this blog still exists! crazy right? well the thing is, i went to college. for those of you who don’t know, or can’t remember, college is hard. so now that i’ve got myself somewhat organized, i’m going to try to keep up with this thing. plus, i’ve got oodles of funny stories. check it out.
my dad, “d”, called me, “a”, yesterday in a complete panic:
d: “alex where are you?”
a: “driving, why?”
d: “i need you to come to the studio right now” (my dad owns a photography studio)
a: “ok, why? what’s wrong?”
d: “i heard a loud noise coming from the back room. i thought it was a big ass rat or something. but its a hawk. there’s a hawk trapped in the back room.”
a: “a hawk?”
d: “yes a hawk! with talons and sh*t!”
we had to catch a hawk with a blanket and release it into the wild wilderness that is downtown roanoke. success.
thanks to an airplane carrying a banner at the beach, i recently saw the band carbon leaf at a small bar in the outer banks. for ten dollars. it was an excellent show complete with great music, grinding grandparents, underage drunk girls, and even a stripper pole. one girl (completely inebriated) told me i owed her a sexy dance because it was her birthday. needless to say, that didn’t happen. oh alcohol, you sly devil, you.
please watch both of these! zach did an awesome job documenting our adventures in montana. i’ll be sure to post our playlist and quotes from the trip soon.
GLACIER PARK PART 1:
http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/video/video.php?v=472600332801&subj=1570020084
GLACIER PARK PART 2:
http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/video/video.php?v=472784277801&subj=1570020084
-thanks!
after much consideration i’ve decided not to post all of my journal entries from our glacier park trip. too much typing and it’s already over y’know? however, i feel like some events deserve some recognition. first and foremost, the infamous meg incident which goes as follows…
the boys and i are instructed to wait in the lobby for my dad’s old buddy, fred, to pick us up.
5:37 we get back to the lodge.
5:40 we plug in my cell phone to charge underneath a couch in the lobby which has become our temporary hang out.
5:46 zach leaves to use the hotel’s bathroom. doug is already asleep. i’m sitting in a chair watching the fire.
5:47 a girl in a rather short black and white polka dot dress literally falls onto a nearby couch.
5:48 she gets up unexpectedly.
5:50 zach returns and we start talking.
5:51 the girl returns and sits across from us. she interrupts our conversation with a small wave. “hi. i’m meg.” we introduce ourselves then continue our discussion.
5:51:30 “can i sit with you guys?”
5:52 she’s sitting with us. obviously we didn’t have much of an option.
meg proceeds to tell us how she just got off the phone with her boyfriend, sorry ex-boyfriend, who just dumped her over the phone.
(there’s absolutely no phone service in the lodge)
5:55 meg catches sight of the “silly bandz” on my wrist and reaches to take them off. i notice she’s shaking almost uncontrollably. she seriously can’t even unroll them to see what shapes they are. i ask her if she’s ok. “oh, it’s just my ADD. i have a really bad tremor.”
6:00 meg crawls across the floor to measure her hand and foot size against mine and zach’s.
(we realize later what she might actually have been measuring)
6:01 meg asks us if we’re single. we quickly say no. good move.
6:02 doug returns from a short trip to the gift shop and sits on the couch. meg quickly joins him. “are YOU single??” without realizing the ramifications of his actions, he says yes. he’s a goner.
6:21 after some ridiculous small talk meg tells us about how she just hooked up with a pizza delivery guy at the last hotel. not exactly a subtle hint. she told us he was a solid 8 though.
6:22 i make the mistake of asking where zach ranked on the scale. she rates him a 7.5 and proceeds to rank all of us. doug, of course, scores the highest with an 8.5. i land a 6 and my self-esteem lands in the toilet.
6:31 after a long and awkward silence, “i’m single too. did i mention i hook up> but shhh… it’s a secret.”
6:32 i realize i really threw us, well mostly doug, under the bus.
6:35 fred comes back and sees us with a girl. he’s all smiles. he approaches and says, “you should come back to the campsite with these fine young men. there’s plenty of room!” great.
6:35:30 she’s gone to get permission from her parents
our faces must have been priceless
6:36 fred has no idea what he’s done. we can’t be mad though because, knowing fred, he was just trying to get us some action. gotta love that dirty old man.
6:38 meg’s back. with permission. she leaves to go get her things.
6:38 i immediately say, “guys we’ve got to go. now.”
the boys agree. wholeheartedly.
6:39 we all literally run out of the lodge and back to the camp site.
i’ve never ditched anyone before in my life. the boys convince me it was for the best. meg would’ve raped doug, but it was hilarious.
“meg’s a crack whore” - zach desmit
