To Review.

I haven't posted in such a long time (Four Days being a long time in Live Journal time) because I actually haven't a had a chance to sit down and examine everything I have done, some things may either be ommited to protect the innocent or are simply blocked out my memory. First let me say that instead of a wino or Gin-lush i have decided I am a Plumo. Given my recent taste for Choya, a japense plum wine. Thursday: Choya + Popscene + revival dancing with winichen and lisa lee + my girlscouts t-shirt= fullfillment of all of my go-go indie curcuit boy fantasys. Inside joke:magayver.Friday: Azver came over and we drank martinis. At a going away party for Rachel at Fuzio's I ordered a fugi apple and Proschuitto sandwhich which ended up tasting like spam and saucing apples. Later in the evening, after more choya, Nick, Kevin, Lisa , Nicoli, Jon and Iwent to KDVS and listened to "the sounds of Japense doomsday cults" and "peaches" with ben duax until 4 in the morningI'm affraid this Live Journal is turning more into a laundry lists of "things I did" Which was not my original intention. Oh well. Saturday: Lisa and I broke into Wellman (maybe that sounds a little to dramatic than it actually was) and watched "400 Blows." This is the most french movie I have ever seen in my life. EVER. The futility of modern existance is summed up in the end by the main character running to the ocean, and stoping. This is it. nothing is resolved. the little french boy runs to the ocean, the end.Later, We threw a french party, consisting of baguette, bri, smoked salmon and white wine. After healthy dose of elitism, I got drunk and wound up at jon's. Like we didn't see that one coming.Today I ice skated and came home to chico. oh and if you have been living in a cave, much like saddam hussien has been for the past 6 months, you may not have heard that he is captured.