Scott treated me to Curry House last night. It was good seeing him and we had lots of good shit to talk about. It’s always nice to be reminded that I have good friends.
We fucked shit up in Cranium (some board game) when Scott and I played against his friends who went to Cerritos High School. I owned everyone up in humming songs, sculpting and drawing. It’s nice to know that my creative talents are not degenerating from the bombardment of useless shit that I’m learning in my CS classes.
One of the things I had to do in Cranium was act out a word without saying anything. The word was “missionary”, so while my opponent was trying to decribe a Christian missionary through gestures, I was busy humping the kitchen floor on all fours. I think it’s safe to assume that different minds work in different ways. I don’t think I left any good first impressions for Scott’s friends, but then again, do I ever for anyone?