Pi day, twittered

15 Mar
2010

Happy (now belated) Pi day!!  Back at my university, people actually cared about Pi Day, but that’s a story for another time. Its been a while since I’ve had a Sunday where I just got to kick back and relax; yesterday reminded me of what I imagined my weekends to be like when I first started working almost three years ago. Then again, I imagined my university life to be full of frat parties and streaking. Once again, I’ve been decieved by American television, but I digress.

After getting home at 4am the night before and pulling an all nighter so I would be packed up in time, I moved* into my new apartment in the morning. The rest of my day went something like this:

12:20pm arrived in Yau Mat Tei extra early (I totally forgot how close to civilization Inow live) in hopes of finding some coffee.
12:20pm gave up on my search and settled for canned coffee from 7-11 instead
12:45pm meet up with some friends for dim sum
2:00pm finally get a table for dim sum. While waiting, I saw some old lady wearing a pink tshirt with my name on it written in sparkles
3:30pm bought a frisbee and looked around for a place to toss it around
4:00pm gave up and headed to my new apartment. There, we found a place to toss the frisbee around
5:0opm headed back into the city, had some downtime at a nearby Starbucks
6:30pm dinner at some random restaurant
7:20pm Shutter Island!!
10:00pm home; stopped by a McD’s to get an apple pie in celebration of Pi Day (eah, I couldn’t find good pie >.<).
10:00pm home for real; shower, did abit of work, cooked lunch for tomorrow
midnight in bed

of course, there was still this incident (which will probably scar some of my friends for a while):

Cokematic: 4am.. going home. I don’t remeber anything, but Im preetty sure I was wearing a dress at some point during the party
3:52 AM Mar 14th via mobile web

I’m gonna have to do something about that. Anyway, back to normal next weekend as I’m off to South Korea for some snow and skiing (but only if work doesn’t kill me first). I actually want to go to North Korea, but this is probably too short of a trip to be sneaking off into commie territory.

*by moving I mean, move all the boxes to my new place and then instead of unpacking then, shove all the boxes in one of the rooms

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