Feb. 16th, 2007

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You Are 28% California

You're not from California - don't try to game this quiz!


You Are 16% Massachusetts

You Yankees loving homo! You probably think Starbucks coffee tastes better than Dunkin Donuts.


You Are 24% NYC

Okay, so maybe you've been to NYC. But you probably really live in Connecticut.


You Are 32% Texas

You're as welcome in Texas as a skunk at a lawn party.


Somebody needs to do Indiana. I might not even pass that one.

Speaking of passing, I did shitty on my Japanese Oral Examination, I just know it. Why do I even bother waking up in the morning anymore?
tabular_rasa: (Default)
You Are 28% California

You're not from California - don't try to game this quiz!


You Are 16% Massachusetts

You Yankees loving homo! You probably think Starbucks coffee tastes better than Dunkin Donuts.


You Are 24% NYC

Okay, so maybe you've been to NYC. But you probably really live in Connecticut.


You Are 32% Texas

You're as welcome in Texas as a skunk at a lawn party.


Somebody needs to do Indiana. I might not even pass that one.

Speaking of passing, I did shitty on my Japanese Oral Examination, I just know it. Why do I even bother waking up in the morning anymore?
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It was a good night at Improv, I think, even though only six people showed up (Peter, Rick, Laura, John, Sathya, and I). We spent a long time sort of practicing organic openings/group mind by copying each other's actions, which got interesting, lol . . . Then we did two sets; one sort-of Harold, and one actual Harold with only four people once Peter left and John (who was sick-ish) decided to sit out.

The first was pretty quickly connected, having to do with animals, the wilderness, radios, and gangstas. John was a great character who was convinced he was a doctor but basically just cut animals open, and had a hobby-- being obsessed with bridges, especially those as listed in The Big Book of Bridges. Peter and I were orges (or something) who liked to track down hikers, usually by stealing their pet rabbits and then drawing them near with the rabbit's foot, which would be attached to a string-- so, when they pulled it, we had "caught" them (even though they could just let it go). Peter and John were then two different characters in a cabin who couldn't radio anyone; Rick was the radio who kept cutting out, and Sathya tried to make it seem as if the receptions were getting crossed by singing "Get Low" in the background, but then it turned into a whole gangsta-rap in the wilderness theme. Peter and Laura were then later two other hikers, scared to death as the owls hoot "Get me ma bitches!" and the rabbits threaten to shoot them-- and then do. At one point, I was a little girl lost in a grocery store, and the radio theme returned; conversations went on over my head about the state of the grocery store as I fed a runaway rabbit and was taken away by a pedophile.

The second set was definitely a great full-circle Harold. Down to four people, it went pretty quickly. We started off as a group of kids licking lollipops, discussing how many licks it took to get to the center-- and helping Sathya when he got "lick-burn." The first theme involved Rick and Sathya, roommates who disagree over Sathya's continued girlfriend overnights as Rick brushes his teeth and Sathya prepares for his transvestite entertainer job. Rick accuses them of always fucking as he's trying to sleep, but Sathya insists they're merely discussing philosophy. In the second theme, Laura and I were fifth-graders having a sleepover continually interrupted by her dad-- the only reason I kept showing up (because he kept hitting on me). In the third, Rick was a creepy janitor, who claimed the rumors about him being a murderer were all false, and hit on an average girl (Laura) who already has a boyfriend-- incidentally, the replacement roommate roommate!Rick offers when he kicks roommate!Sathya out. The game was a homeless family-- Laura and Rick as the parents, Sathya and I as the kids-- living on a schoolbus, arguing over who had to do the sexual favors to earn the money. Rick lost in the end, and Sathya said he was his hero. The janitor goes to prom with Laura-- and kills her boyfriend in the bathroom. Roommate! Sathya and his girlfriend's (rather orgasmic) philosophical questions are illustrated. Homeless!Rick gives sexual favors to father!Sathya, who has a dick so tiny he can work it with two fingers, and then one to roommate/transvestite!Sathya, whose spills out and is about three feet long and a foot thick. In the end, fifth-grader!Laura confront fifth-grade!me about my sexual encounter with her father. "He just told me to lick it like a lollipop," I say. It ends with everyone licking dicks-on-sticks-- and Sathya gets "dick-burn" and we have to treat him for it.
tabular_rasa: (Phwee?)
It was a good night at Improv, I think, even though only six people showed up (Peter, Rick, Laura, John, Sathya, and I). We spent a long time sort of practicing organic openings/group mind by copying each other's actions, which got interesting, lol . . . Then we did two sets; one sort-of Harold, and one actual Harold with only four people once Peter left and John (who was sick-ish) decided to sit out.

The first was pretty quickly connected, having to do with animals, the wilderness, radios, and gangstas. John was a great character who was convinced he was a doctor but basically just cut animals open, and had a hobby-- being obsessed with bridges, especially those as listed in The Big Book of Bridges. Peter and I were orges (or something) who liked to track down hikers, usually by stealing their pet rabbits and then drawing them near with the rabbit's foot, which would be attached to a string-- so, when they pulled it, we had "caught" them (even though they could just let it go). Peter and John were then two different characters in a cabin who couldn't radio anyone; Rick was the radio who kept cutting out, and Sathya tried to make it seem as if the receptions were getting crossed by singing "Get Low" in the background, but then it turned into a whole gangsta-rap in the wilderness theme. Peter and Laura were then later two other hikers, scared to death as the owls hoot "Get me ma bitches!" and the rabbits threaten to shoot them-- and then do. At one point, I was a little girl lost in a grocery store, and the radio theme returned; conversations went on over my head about the state of the grocery store as I fed a runaway rabbit and was taken away by a pedophile.

The second set was definitely a great full-circle Harold. Down to four people, it went pretty quickly. We started off as a group of kids licking lollipops, discussing how many licks it took to get to the center-- and helping Sathya when he got "lick-burn." The first theme involved Rick and Sathya, roommates who disagree over Sathya's continued girlfriend overnights as Rick brushes his teeth and Sathya prepares for his transvestite entertainer job. Rick accuses them of always fucking as he's trying to sleep, but Sathya insists they're merely discussing philosophy. In the second theme, Laura and I were fifth-graders having a sleepover continually interrupted by her dad-- the only reason I kept showing up (because he kept hitting on me). In the third, Rick was a creepy janitor, who claimed the rumors about him being a murderer were all false, and hit on an average girl (Laura) who already has a boyfriend-- incidentally, the replacement roommate roommate!Rick offers when he kicks roommate!Sathya out. The game was a homeless family-- Laura and Rick as the parents, Sathya and I as the kids-- living on a schoolbus, arguing over who had to do the sexual favors to earn the money. Rick lost in the end, and Sathya said he was his hero. The janitor goes to prom with Laura-- and kills her boyfriend in the bathroom. Roommate! Sathya and his girlfriend's (rather orgasmic) philosophical questions are illustrated. Homeless!Rick gives sexual favors to father!Sathya, who has a dick so tiny he can work it with two fingers, and then one to roommate/transvestite!Sathya, whose spills out and is about three feet long and a foot thick. In the end, fifth-grader!Laura confront fifth-grade!me about my sexual encounter with her father. "He just told me to lick it like a lollipop," I say. It ends with everyone licking dicks-on-sticks-- and Sathya gets "dick-burn" and we have to treat him for it.

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