Alright, so Maggie just left for home, I just got off work, and I've got some time to write about my weekend.
I got home on Thursday from San Diego and decided to rearrange my room. It cramps up a little bit of my space, but it opens up the room a lot and improves airflow, so I think it's a good thing.
Friday, I went to Davis with Mike, Parker (his girlfriend), Brian (who just got into Berkeley, yay!), Coral, and Yuan (who was not in the car with us, but would arrive later after moving into his new apartment). I'm ready to go when Mike calls me and tells me he's going to be late, then calls me and tells me to burn a CD when he's 10 minutes from my place. I have a rush to burn something which results in a half coaster that plays songs, but skips through most of the tracks, making it useless. The ride up is pretty uneventful...I might've slept through it, but I can't remember now. At any rate, we get up there and meet up with Rbs and Katie.
We get the grand tour of the place, but I'm complaining about being hungry (along with everyone else), so we drop off our stuff and head into Davis for lunch. We stopped at some Pita place (Pita Pit?) and I get a Philly pita that ends up looking like a munchkin next to everyone else's pitas. Not exactly sure what happened, but I think they lost some meat and understuffed the lettuce. Oh well. It was still good to eat. At lunch, CDB and Karen show up to meet us, before we head back to their duplex.
Can't really remember what happened after that besides playing Settlers of Catan, having 2 cities on a brick 6, next to a brick port, only to have 6 rolled 4 times the entire game (compared to over 10+ for 8 and like 7-8 times for 10). I'm pretty sure 6 came up less than 11. Safe to say. I lost. We played it again later, except this time I had a lot of 8s. This time 6s came up a lot, but not 8s. Safe to say, I lost again. Still haven't won a game of Settlers yet. Sigh.
Oh, and we watch Mike's favorite movie: The Guardian. Yeah. It was ok. The ending was over the top and anti-climatic. But it was ok. Somewhere along the way, someone decided to get ice cream floats. Coffee + Coke = gold.
Oh, and we went to Pasta? for dinner. I had a Spaghetti Tarantina (w/ mussels and calamari). It was good. Also had a lot of bread, which seems to be the staple food during dinner at any Trattoria.
Next day, we go paintballing at Davis Paintball. We play for a few hours in the blistering Central Valley heat, causing several people to get heat exhaustion and stop playing. I get hammered in the beginning since no one really knows how to apply cover fire and I'm not aggressive enough to take anyone out before they can bunker in, which forced me to bunker in and lose.
We play some regulars on the field, and one of the guys has a semi-auto paintball gun. Pop-pop-pop. I peek out and get hit three times. Great. At one point, we have a 6 vs. 3 game with me, Rbs, Mike, Ryan, Yuan, and Junior vs. 2 guys with guns and a ninja with a stick. We get owned. Hard. All six of us are out before we even get one of them. But, after that game, we split up a bit, and we learn a bit of strategy (and names for the inflatable structures). A couple of games later, Rbs and I are holding to back corner, taking angles, and popping people over the top. Definitely fun. Pretty soon, I'm out of CO2 and I'm tired as hell, so I go in while Mike and Rbs screw around some more in the field. After they're done frolicking, we finally get ready to go and return our gear; but, before we leave I grab some pictures.
We get back, shower, then Mike, Parker, Brian, and I head back to FC. I'm excited because I get to see Maggie for the first time in almost 3 weeks, but disaster strikes before we even leave (sort of...). As we leave Davis, I notice that I don't have my keys on me or in my messenger bag, so I call Yuan to look around in Davis. Half an hour later, they can't find it anywhere. Oh damn. If I've lost my keys, there's no way I'm going to be able to go home. I'm panicking in the car. I double, then I triple check my bag. But it's not there. Yuan feels bad, but he can't really do anything about it. Then I think about my duffel bag. I think about how my keys might've fallen into a side pocket. I hope. When we get to Maggie's house, I rush back to the trunk to look. Bam. It's there. Thank goodness. Crisis averted, etc.
That night, we headed over to Arts and Wine. I get conned out of 10 bucks for some crappy carnival games. I meet Kristina's new boyfriend. He seemed nice enough. Maggie and I got some Coldstones, then went back to Berkeley with Kristina and the new boytoy. This picture pretty much sums up the whole night.
Yesterday, Maggie and I spent the day celebrating our 5-year anniversary. We went to see Shrek the Third. It was ok, but there was definitely too little character development and too much Timberlake. Three movies into the blockbuster summer and there's still not awesome movie (although I need to see Pirates). Next up is Ocean's Thirteen, but I'm waiting to see Knocked Up. Reviews say that it's really good. I hope so.
Oh, and Transformers. Looks. Awesome. See it with me.
