February 23rd: lantern festival & Matt's good news
[ posted by mcdeviltoast ]
Day 160
Woke, blogged, showered, taught, had lunch, messed around on the ruan, taught some more. Harry had two zingers in class today. When I asked Monkey five things he did on holiday, Harry piped in: "eat a banana!" Then when I asked what boyfriends and girlfriends do on Valentine's Day, he shouted "lovemaking!" I tried to keep a straight face, but failed.
After my classes were done, I dropped in on Matt and Erin to see if they wanted to throw the frisbee up at Dongzhou and they told me Matt got the teaching position at the university in Nantong! Huzzah! We planned to go out and celebrate later. I rode up and coerced Jeni and Heather to toss outside for a bit, but the sun had disappeared behind dusty overcastness. We didn't stay out there too long. Jeni came with me to the music store and I played the fired grand piano for a bit. The dust had gotten into my chest and my voice wasn't having any songbird tendencies.
Matt and Erin came up with beer and we toasted to Matt's good news. I tried tuning Jeni's pipa but ended up breaking a string. D'oh! Miscommunication resulted in Erin and Matt already having eaten, so we the ravenous ones sought sustenance and they accompanied, Matt competing with Rhys for the coveted position: king of the gluttons.
On the walk over, people were milling about and looking up at the lantern festival fireworks display that emanated from what looked like UBC's roof. Some children walked around with rabbit-shaped lanterns, some had sparklers. One little bastard kept throwing firecrackers right at us. We made our way through the masses to the restaurant Erin and I went to with Sisi, Thunder, Alen and stalker Linda. We were after the "spicy chicken bites with no bones" and ended up punishing three bowls of them.
Against better judgment, Reeb was poured, but hey, it was for Matt's good news, and he was leaving us on Saturday and we'd only get to see him on weekends, but then we'd have a crash pad in Nantong, should we decide to debauch there. Feeling a little Reeb'd and unsmart as we left, Mike and I ate a finale pepper, without the aid of a beverage to put out the flames. It was nothing at first, then the heat began,and kept coming exponentially. We bought a green tea at a mom-n-pop grocery, upended them with little effect. At the bakery, I bought a thick loaf of sweet bread and, despite being full of our meal and beer, crammed it into our burning maws. Whether bread or time lapse, the pepper brimstone at last gave its death rattle and we were left with tingling euphoria.
Mike and I got a big serious-looking firework box, let it off right in front of Kedu, cackling in the night air as car alarms began to report like robot watchdogs. We drank more in Mike's room, toasted to Hunter S. Thompson ("Are we here to entertain ourselves or do the job?") watched "U-turn." I planned on riding home, but it was raining so I crashed at Heather's. Second day back and we were already debauching on a school night.
Woke, blogged, showered, taught, had lunch, messed around on the ruan, taught some more. Harry had two zingers in class today. When I asked Monkey five things he did on holiday, Harry piped in: "eat a banana!" Then when I asked what boyfriends and girlfriends do on Valentine's Day, he shouted "lovemaking!" I tried to keep a straight face, but failed.
After my classes were done, I dropped in on Matt and Erin to see if they wanted to throw the frisbee up at Dongzhou and they told me Matt got the teaching position at the university in Nantong! Huzzah! We planned to go out and celebrate later. I rode up and coerced Jeni and Heather to toss outside for a bit, but the sun had disappeared behind dusty overcastness. We didn't stay out there too long. Jeni came with me to the music store and I played the fired grand piano for a bit. The dust had gotten into my chest and my voice wasn't having any songbird tendencies.
Matt and Erin came up with beer and we toasted to Matt's good news. I tried tuning Jeni's pipa but ended up breaking a string. D'oh! Miscommunication resulted in Erin and Matt already having eaten, so we the ravenous ones sought sustenance and they accompanied, Matt competing with Rhys for the coveted position: king of the gluttons.
On the walk over, people were milling about and looking up at the lantern festival fireworks display that emanated from what looked like UBC's roof. Some children walked around with rabbit-shaped lanterns, some had sparklers. One little bastard kept throwing firecrackers right at us. We made our way through the masses to the restaurant Erin and I went to with Sisi, Thunder, Alen and stalker Linda. We were after the "spicy chicken bites with no bones" and ended up punishing three bowls of them.
Against better judgment, Reeb was poured, but hey, it was for Matt's good news, and he was leaving us on Saturday and we'd only get to see him on weekends, but then we'd have a crash pad in Nantong, should we decide to debauch there. Feeling a little Reeb'd and unsmart as we left, Mike and I ate a finale pepper, without the aid of a beverage to put out the flames. It was nothing at first, then the heat began,and kept coming exponentially. We bought a green tea at a mom-n-pop grocery, upended them with little effect. At the bakery, I bought a thick loaf of sweet bread and, despite being full of our meal and beer, crammed it into our burning maws. Whether bread or time lapse, the pepper brimstone at last gave its death rattle and we were left with tingling euphoria.
Mike and I got a big serious-looking firework box, let it off right in front of Kedu, cackling in the night air as car alarms began to report like robot watchdogs. We drank more in Mike's room, toasted to Hunter S. Thompson ("Are we here to entertain ourselves or do the job?") watched "U-turn." I planned on riding home, but it was raining so I crashed at Heather's. Second day back and we were already debauching on a school night.
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[ posted by mcdeviltoast @ 2/23/2005 08:24:00 PM ]
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