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urbandruid) wrote2003-09-26 03:40 pm
urbandruid) wrote2003-09-26 03:40 pm
Entry tags:
Football, Psi Corps, & Fresno City College
I hate these moods.
I'm so restless, I just want to do something, and there's nothing to do. There's not even room to pace in my crappy apartment.
I can't sit still, and I don't really know what to do with myself, because this is really rare for me.
I hate all of my icons because none of them fit this mood, and none of my music is loud enough, and the silence is more than I can take.
Mom and I are going to a Fresno State football game tomorrow; that should help, right? All the yelling and stuff. I'm excited- haven't been to a game in ages, even when we lived here before, we had no money for stuff like that. But Mom's company bought a block of tickets cheap, sold them for $8, so...football.
I know, I don't seem like much of a sports fan at all, and I'm not, really. But I like college football, and I love Fresno State football. Something about being born here, growing up here- and we've got this great local fanbase, which makes going to the games a lot of fun.
We are the bulldogs, by the way. This is very important.
Perhaps I need a Bulldogs icon? Hmm... ;)
The only major issue I have with going to the games is that the FSU colors are red and white. The red is a violent sort of shade that does not look good on green-eyed brunettes (aka me). And there's just no getting around the fact that Bulldog Red is not my color. But you can't go to a game in a town where they call the fans "the red wave" and wear, well, anything else.
So anyway, football tomorrow. My grandparents live about a half-mile or so from the stadium, as the crow flies, so we're parking there and walking over to campus. Trust me, it's faster- and cheaper. Parking is a bitch.
If any of you happen to live around here and go to the games, drop me an email and I'll tell you where you can park, for free, pretty close to campus, and as long as you don't block the driveways on the street, no one cares. They used to have those "resident parking only" signs, but they made the city come and take them down. Too much trouble.
Oh, who the hell am I kidding? I don't know anyone who lives in this town that a.) I'm not related to, or b.) I can even stand to talk to.
I hate city college. I'm too old, or too young, or too white, or too thin, or too smart- I'm always too something. Too this or that or the other thing, and so I don't fit.
I'm dressing up for Halloween; a Psi Cop from Babylon 5. I'll have the badge by then, or should. I want to see if one person I run across during the course of the day knows what it means.
If I find that person, I will probably stalk them out of sheer joy.
I'm so restless, I just want to do something, and there's nothing to do. There's not even room to pace in my crappy apartment.
I can't sit still, and I don't really know what to do with myself, because this is really rare for me.
I hate all of my icons because none of them fit this mood, and none of my music is loud enough, and the silence is more than I can take.
Mom and I are going to a Fresno State football game tomorrow; that should help, right? All the yelling and stuff. I'm excited- haven't been to a game in ages, even when we lived here before, we had no money for stuff like that. But Mom's company bought a block of tickets cheap, sold them for $8, so...football.
I know, I don't seem like much of a sports fan at all, and I'm not, really. But I like college football, and I love Fresno State football. Something about being born here, growing up here- and we've got this great local fanbase, which makes going to the games a lot of fun.
We are the bulldogs, by the way. This is very important.
Perhaps I need a Bulldogs icon? Hmm... ;)
The only major issue I have with going to the games is that the FSU colors are red and white. The red is a violent sort of shade that does not look good on green-eyed brunettes (aka me). And there's just no getting around the fact that Bulldog Red is not my color. But you can't go to a game in a town where they call the fans "the red wave" and wear, well, anything else.
So anyway, football tomorrow. My grandparents live about a half-mile or so from the stadium, as the crow flies, so we're parking there and walking over to campus. Trust me, it's faster- and cheaper. Parking is a bitch.
If any of you happen to live around here and go to the games, drop me an email and I'll tell you where you can park, for free, pretty close to campus, and as long as you don't block the driveways on the street, no one cares. They used to have those "resident parking only" signs, but they made the city come and take them down. Too much trouble.
Oh, who the hell am I kidding? I don't know anyone who lives in this town that a.) I'm not related to, or b.) I can even stand to talk to.
I hate city college. I'm too old, or too young, or too white, or too thin, or too smart- I'm always too something. Too this or that or the other thing, and so I don't fit.
I'm dressing up for Halloween; a Psi Cop from Babylon 5. I'll have the badge by then, or should. I want to see if one person I run across during the course of the day knows what it means.
If I find that person, I will probably stalk them out of sheer joy.