Sunday, February 06

Superbowl Sunday, and so much to do. The Spiros were hosting a big-ass party for the game today (the main reason for coming home), so Stefy and I had to do our part to help get ready for it. Our task was to run to the mall and buy some extra bowls for the chili bar that Teri was preparing for the party, and then get some supplies to make a board for betting. It was the middle of the afternoon by the time we got back and finished getting the board set up, so Stef and I snuck away from ground zero (in the kitchen where her mom was flipping out) to watch some TV. The guests started showing up at around 4, so we eventually made our way down to the basement to mingle and claim our spot in the newly decorated and furnished movie room for the game. Stef and I played a round of pool, chatted with some of the people at the party, and chowed down on her mom’s assortments of chili and other goodies. By the time the game started and we made our way back to the movie room at game time, Stef’s brother Justin and his obnoxious friends had invaded our territory, so we didn’t last too long in there with all of their irritating banter. We made our way back out into the main area downstairs where everyone else was watching the game, but it wasn’t any easier to hear what was going on, or pay attention to any of the commercials. Still, we had a lot of fun keeping tabs on our bets, even though one or two families ended up winning most of the money. Stefanie and I decided to hit the road right away after the game was over and the guests cleared out. It’s funny, because part of the reason we came home on Friday instead of Saturday was so we could trade cars, leaving Stefy’s busted SUV at home to get the bumper replaced. Of course, we ended up driving her car back to MSU anyway, since we figured our truckload of clothes and other crap wouldn’t fit in the tiny car we would’ve been driving back in. So, that was pretty much it for the weekend. I’m about 70% sure about going to Sociology tomorrow morning. Well, 65-70% is probably more accurate.

Saturday, February 05

Sleeping in until 10 is always good. Not doing anything on a Saturday is even better. Stefy and I killed most of the early morning watching Kindergarten Cop on TV and eating Cinnamon Toast Crunch. After getting cleaned up we went downstairs to the big movie room to play some more Scene It, which I think Stefanie is officially addicted to. After getting smoked throughout most of the first game, Stef came from behind to win, and ended up winning two out of the three games we played. I guess it was just a day for board games though, because we went upstairs to play some more Sequence, which Stefy managed to clean my clock at too, so I was a little tired of getting my ass beat by the middle of the afternoon. We eventually got our act together and went out to dinner with Stef’s parents at Bahama Breeze, which I’d never been to before. Her grandma, sister-in-law, and two nephews met us at the restaurant, and we had a humungous dinner that lasted at least a couple of hours. It was pushing 9 or 10 by the time we got back to the Spiro castle, so Stef and I just settled back into our lazy routine for the day, watching a bunch of bad TV before going to bed at around 12:30. It’s amazing how tired you can get after doing so little.

Friday, February 04

Today was the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day—for Stefy (I’ll explain in a minute). My morning was actually pretty uneventful. I made a whole bunch of progress on our new newsletter at the office, and had a nice, quiet lunch with the Trust Fund ladies at around noon. It was about a half hour after my lunch break that things got hairy. I first got a call from Stefy at around 1 just telling me about her plans for the day. About five minutes later I got a second call, with Stefy telling me that she had just gotten into a car accident. So I guess what happened was some woman rear ended her near the intersection of Bogue and Grand River, right in front of the Asia House restaurant. I suppose it was fitting then when the driver of the other car turned out to be Asian herself. Anyway, Stefy was totally fine, but her car wasn’t—a totally jacked up rear bumper, that looked like it was barely holding on. After getting the call, I pretty much decided to call it a day, and drove out to E.L. to be with my girl. She was more pissed off than anything, and understandably so. She’s had a pretty rough week, and this was just the icing on the cake. I tried to calm her down a bit, as we made plans for how to handle things. We quickly decided on heading to her house tonight (a day earlier than we’d planned) so her parents could decide how to proceed, so it was pretty much just a matter of killing some time before we could take off after my haircut appointment at 4. We finally made it to the B.Hills in Stefy’s car without any trouble, and decided to unwind with a nice pizza dinner at Goombah’s in Birmingham. We came back home after eating, and finally got to catch up with her parents about the car situation, before parking it on the couch for the rest of the night. Both of us were pretty pooped by then, so it was nice to settle in for a nice relaxing night in.

Thursday, February 03

Well, I was SUPPOSED to go to my film classes today, but they got scratched in favor of writing my paper for Film Theory, which is due on Monday. I know it sounds like I’m slacking a lot—and I am—but it’s really not as bad as it sounds. Today was our lecture day, so I really wasn’t missing much anyway. Honest. Anyway, I met up for a quick lunch with my dad at Jimmy John’s this afternoon, and then picked up Stefy from her poetry class in the afternoon. She and I came back and vegged around the apartment for a while, before I dropped her back off at the dorm around 5:30. That gave me about an hour back here to get cleaned up and changed for the show tonight. Stefy bought us tickets to see “Movin’ Out” at the Wharton Center with a bunch of her girlfriends. It’s hard to explain, but the show is basically a live performance of Billy Joel songs, set to what I’m referring to as urban ballet. There’s no dialogue—just music and d a whole lotta crazy dancing. It sounds silly, and it was a little hard to follow since we couldn’t see the stage that well, but it was actually a lot of fun. The band was fantastic, and they did a pretty good job of matching up the songs to the action onstage (or at least, I think they did—it was hard to tell). Stefy and I got our requisite servings of ice cream after the show, before calling it a night at around 11. I know I’ve been such a loser going to bed so early lately, but I need my beauty rest if I’m gonna be getting up at 6:30 in the morning. It’s a rough life, let me tell ya.

Wednesday, February 02

My first Sociology exam was today. I actually did a fair amount of studying for it on Monday, so I felt good going in, but there turned out to be a bunch of questions on the test from readings that I could swear weren’t on the syllabus. Still, I managed to get out of class after only about a half hour, so that meant that I had an extra couple of hours at the office this morning to work on the newsletter some more. I picked up Stefy on the way to our respective classes at Berkey this afternoon, but neither of us were really in the mood to go, so we just decided to play hooky instead. We spent the rest of the evening watching “Pulp Fiction” on DVD and making some spaghetti for dinner. We also managed to watch an episode of The Office, but that was pretty much it. Skipping class is always a good decision.

Tuesday, February 01

Film history this morning is a bit of a blur. Then again, I’m writing this a week later, so I guess that’s understandable. My day at the office was spent installing the new iWork programs from Apple and working with those to get some design ideas for our new newsletter. I must say, for as excited as I was about it, the new word processing app “Pages” is a bit of a rip-off—so I guess it’s probably good that I didn’t pay for it. Film theory was loooooong this afternoon because we watched “The Best Years of Our Lives”, which is at least three hours long. It was a really great movie, but my ass was pretty sore by the time it was over. Nate and Stefy were already outside Bessy waiting to pick me up after class, so we could get to Breslin as early as possible for the big Illinois game. We had a blast, and the Spartans managed to keep it respectable for most of the game, but Illinois proved why they were undefeated, and ended up pounding us into submission. Tired and disappointed, we came back to the apartment, and relaxed with a couple more episodes of “The Office” before going to bed by 11.

Monday, January 31

I wasn’t feeling Sociology today, so I didn’t go. I don’t know what it was, but this week just got off on the wrong foot for some reason. I went into the office for my usual four hours worth of work, and kept pretty busy all the while. I started prepping things for the office newsletter that I’ve been assigned to pull together ASAP. My English Lit class was pretty ho-hum today, and I was banging my head against my desk, like usual. Things didn’t exactly perk up during the early part of the evening, as I spent most of my time catching up on the Sociology reading I hadn’t done, and getting ready for our first exam on Wednesday. I did manage to chill out a little bit though with the first two episodes of the third season of “Curb”, so that made me feel better. I ducked out a little later on in the evening to take Stefy out for an ice cream run (our new tradition), so that put me in an even better mood. Now it’s time for bed.