electronic impulses from brain to fingers; directed? sometimes. random? always.
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Chinkie for life.
NorCal for life.
Bruin for life.
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Friday, September 14, 2001
Day 2: To get our minds off of the day's tragic events, four RA's (including mine from last year, they have adopted me into their RA fold) and I went out to Enzo's, an italian eatery in Westwood, around 10ish. I have a half eaten stromboli on my living room table. Unrefrigerated. Its like the King of all Mozzarella sticks.. but with pepperoni and ham... and its nastily soggy right now.
Day 3: Consisted of tedious programming talk, and ushering us from lounge to lounge in the De Neve buildings, learning the methods and tactics of the PA.
James is here. I add a bit more later.
doobin @ 8:29 PM
Tuesday, September 11, 2001
they stopped Training for the day. Campus is closed. All federal buildings closed. LAPD alert on campus. right now, no known threats to the LA area. I'm going to sleep.
doobin @ 10:33 AM
ohhhhhhhhhhh SHIT.
... horrific. absolutely HORRIFIC.
I woke up to my roommate's TV tuner. something horrible happened.. as I hazily look over i realized that the World Trade Center was BLOWN the SHIT out of this morning.
and also, the Pentagon was hit by a plane as well. a Boeing freaking 767 crashed into the helipad.
and then as we watched the coverage of New York, the North tower collapsed, right on camera.
ALL US flights have been cancelled or delayed... all airports across the nation have been shut down.
craziness.
doobin @ 8:47 AM
oh wow. not a single thought posted in this place since Tuesday of last last week. good lord.
I guess I'll rejuvenate it with my coverage of....
PA Training 2001!
so...
Day 1 of training: was full of introductions within my building, then a BBQ with the entire collection of Res Life Staff, then back to In-Hall sessions. Our new hall theme.... "Rieber Rocks!" as changed from the earlier more vague yet beautiful "Imagine if..." theme. We can do a whole lot with "Rieber Rocks!" I think. One floor may use the Alcatraz theme... another the WWF star... another a rock star style thing... my RA suggested a "Rocks the Boat" theme, complete with decorations for the door decks using sea faring items, on top of a non-disclosed coastline of a map, prompting the residents to try to guess where their locals actually are. neato beano, I got to bed just after 12.
Day 2 (Today): awoke to the serene bellowing of my roommate (an RA) commanding me to get up, grab a pillowcase, and go outside. it was 5 AM. 5 fucking AM. It seemed a kidnapping was in progress. All the RA's kidnapped all their respective PA's, dragged us out into the brisk cold air of predawn, and wisked us away in a pillowcased fashion. In the name of "bonding" we ended up in Norm's Diner, over in Santa Monica, and they paid for breakfast. They better have. And no time to sleep before actually having to report for training. Needless to say, 12 more hours of talks and activities about Diversity, the UCLA Community Standards and how to deal/facilitate them have turned me into a zombie. I just had a stromboni from Enzo's, an Italian eatery in Westwood. It is like a Mutant Mozarella stick, but with pepperoni and ham. 12 more hours await for me tomorrow. glorious.
doobin @ 12:11 AM
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