Bladder Situation

on my way home from school today (where everyone looked like zombies after last night's 4-hour open bar halloween party), i stopped at the brewco to hang with jenn and have a beer. then, i realized that i had to get home for dinner with the parental units, so even though i sorta had to pee, i decided to dash to the car and get on my way home.

about 10 minutes into the drive, i realize, oh man, i REALLY have to pee now. but alas, i'm stuck in friday night traffic. so i decide to phone lil sis to check on her...and distract myself. while talking to her, i decide that there's no way i'm making it all the way home in this traffic and try to get off the freeway. i frantically swerve towards the exit and i finally make it off to find that there is no gas station in sight.

after about what seemed like 100 long mofo blocks, within which i have a little sneezing attack...holy crap, sneezing = not friendly to the full bladder...i reach a chevron. i jump out of the car and run in to find the bathroom door that says, "customers only. please bring your purchases to the cashier." i pick up the first thing i see, a vitamin water, and go to the front, only to be greeted by 10 retarded high school punks dressed up for halloween...and each of them paying for their stupid pack of gum or bag of chips with a credit card!

i finally get to the front of the line to ask for the key, and the cashier claims that someone else is in the bathroom and i must wait. i go to the bathroom and knock furiously and some dude answers, "un momento!" Un momento my ass! he's in there for another like five minutes (by this time, i can't even walk straight) and he FINALLY comes out of the bathroom...with a GNASTY stank behind him. but i bear through...

i literally peed for two straight minutes at a constant high volume flow rate. i felt like i lost 30 pounds. i gave a sheepish grin to the cashier and i bounced from the joint.

i get back in my car and call back my sis to tell her about my pee saga.
me: "i thought i was going to die!"
yuj: "what an obituary that would've been: death from bladder poppage."

Boo

so, in the middle of rush hour, on santa monica blvd. in hollywood, i drove past (really really slowly, stupid LA traffic!) a totally random hitchhiker. she was a white, semi-heavy lady, probably in her 50's...very neighborly looking person. i hesitated and thought about giving her a ride, but hey, it's almost halloween...i mean, WHAT IF...WHAT IF!

i wanted to be martha stewart for halloween, but i don't think i have enough time to pick up a poncho, a blond wig, or an ankle bracklet this week...darn. oh well, i'll just have to sluttify some other profession.

Thirsty

the blog-entry frequency has dropped some, but it's due to my retardedly busy schedule ever since school started. i mean, classes, homework, group work, etc, takes a crapload of time and then you add things like IM sports, tailgating, wine club, happy hours...well, that's my excuse.

the most notable thing that happened was in my marketing class few days ago. i brought in a dc (diet coke) without a lid. since i sit in the back row, i was dozin' a little...and then totally tipped my full glass over...all over my friend sitting next to me. the ice splattered against the table made such a loud noise (along with the fact my friend was swapping out her wet chair and i sprinted out of the classroom to get some paper towels), the professor stopped his lecture to ask if everything was alright. then right after, i put the cup on the floor (with about a 1/4 of the dc left) and about 10 minutes later, i accidentally kicked it and spilled the rest on the floor.

the running comments thereafter: "sauj, don't worry, you can sit next to me, i brought my umbrella" or "sauj, where's the cap on that water!?!?!?!" or "sauj, you thirsty?"

Sniff

why is sunday night so good on abc? extreme makeover: home edition, dh, and grey's anatomy? that's a power trio. and yes, i cry at extreme makeover...every time.

Jumbo Sauj

i went to the crazy fun ucla-cal game last night. bruins came back to win in this close game and i lost my voice. they had oversold the student section so they pushed the overflow kids down to the rich people's section...and i ended up on the FIRST row at the 40 yard line right behind our players. i guess i made nice with the the cameraman was right in front of us because he put me on the jumbotron three times! i kept getting calls from friends in other parts of the stand: "dude, lookin' good!" oooh yeah.

speaking of looking good, i went to a brazilian bbq place with some friends on friday night. i decided i want to be a samba dancer...they can mooooove.

Conan for President

my first week of real classes has come to an end. THANK GOD. my brain seems to have rusted over and it's really hard for me to do basic things such as...read. sad.

anyhoo, i hope everyone got to watch conan last night. he had u2 on...how is bono still so sexy? my favorite line from conan's intro, "tonight, we have the ireland's pride. i'm talking about me."

oh, so i got made fun because i watch two and a half men. i really think it's one of the funniest sitcoms on tv. steph told me that shannon's dad likes the show too. i'm glad to have a show buddy like papa spoon.