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Hey guys, Louie V on the m-i-c once again. This week has been intense...lots of rehearsal, lots of crunchtime-style homework, and a lot of new social connections. I know you're asking out loud, "Louis, being so popular, effortlessly sexy, and fierce in whatever you do, how do you POSSIBLY keep up with those trivial things that most mortals cry about?" Well, that's an excellent question, and if I wasn't so multitasking and brilliant, maybe I'd feel compelled to sink to your level and talk it out. Actually, it's hard to keep up with shit with the play and friends and stuff all at the same time. I'm having a lot of fun though...as in the play is picking up a lot of speed, I feel much more at home with the people here (namely Christine, Maggie, Meghan, Tess, Patch, Alicia, Alyssa, and Phil...I'll get to that soon). I wouldn't say I'm entirely comfortable yet, as in I'm not bouncing out of my seat at dinner with stupendously great things to say, completely engaged in wonderful conversations 24/7. Still, it seems like there's a better feeling of community around here now. It's not utopian, but it's damn good.
Here's some cute news. The other night, I'm online chatting with Rachel (probably making fun of people and their bullshit), and Christine pounds on my door and so I open the door and the first words out of her mouth are, "What are you doing for dinner tonight?" and I'm like, "Umm I dunno, maybe err, umm..." and she's like, "Wrong, you're going to Burge with me at 6:15." And I'm like, "Wikka what, mammajamma?" and she's like, "I was talking with Phil, and he asked what I was doing for dinner, and I said I'd go with him, and he nudged me and says, 'Bring Louis.'" Well, hop-skippity-doo, that felt like a good sign. I went to dinner and met up with him and of course the 41 people he brought with him. Phil and I dominated the dinner conversation, so much so that as time went on, everyone else gradually left the table except me, Phil, and Christine. Then Phil invited the both of us to Whitey's (Yes you read that right. It's an ice cream place, not a KKK rally. Not yet anyway). I went with Phil to his room and he showed me his stuff and pictures of him in high school plays. He even showed me his roommate's food and assured me it was okay to eat it (meaning the coast was clear). Phil's a real puzzle though, like he invites me everywhere and wants to spend a lot of time with me...but then he slides in weird little details like his friend who he "has a crush on" or how if he knew about all the gay people on the sixth floor of his building, he would be up there more often. He'd mention those things, and I'd be thinking, "Ummm. I mean, that's cool...I'm not gay, awesome, and available or anything." But then Phil will also flirtaciously (sp?) poke me and then when I make him laugh he'll be all, "I love you!" Anyway, continuing: the three of us went to Whitey's, and then we walked back to the dorms, and Phil went to Currier with me and Christine. I was showing Phil around my room when Christine was elsewhere, and then Todd, roommate of the century, storms into the room, slams the door, throws something against the floor, grunts, and locks the door, and Phil, apparently quite frightened, goes, "Umm... do you want me to leave?" and I ask Todd, "What's going on?" and he said that some creep-ass guy that tries to hang out with people on our floor was nearby. Look, Todd, I don't care if the ghost of Hitler was wandering around in the Currier hallways, that's no fucking reason to go apeshit and throw things like a tantrum-having little six year old bitch. It was creepy, seeing him acting that way. A plus was having Phil there because if I ever need a witness if/when Todd finally goes completely crazy, then Phil will be the go-to guy.
Moving on, Phil and I played DDR in my room on my 1.5 dance pads. One of the dance pads was like...shittacular, like the down-button wouldn't work. Phil made this known to all of the nearby dorm rooms, YELLING (completely funny), "GOD DAMMIT! DOWN BUTTON!" and then of course I'd tease him and he'd be all giggly and say, "Fuck off!" Generally I'm the more outgoing or loud of me and the other person if I'm hanging out with someone, and I guess Phil is the first to trump me. It's an odd position, I told him straight out I felt a little self-conscious around him, and he joked, "Haha, you are? You better be, I might not like you." See, he's cute. We also got a picture of him climbing the walls in my dorm hallway. We went back to his dorm to get playing cards or something, and I decided, alright, I'll be lenient about his "let's talk about cute guys that aren't Louis" attitude. I said, "Let's go meet guys on the sixth floor." And he's all, "Do you want to?" I said, "Sure, whatever." I went up the stairs with him following and he's like "Ummm you can do that, I'll just stand behind you and watch" in this...really insecure, really unsure way. I guess he's incredibly shy around just guys...so I really don't know why earlier he said that he would've been seeking out sixth-floor people on his own. Is he trying to impress me? He could impress me by telling me how he feels about me. Back to reality, we walked together, just us two, to the theatre building to see No Shame, the weekly comedy-skit show. Of course we met up with another group of many, many people. My Currier peeps showed up as well. Phil and I sat next to each other and made some comments to each other throughout the show...the show, in conclusion, was awful, besides a few key skits (the woman who does the sex ed questions and Alyssa's skit were highpoints). Afterwards, Phil and I had planned to go and watch my Margaret Cho DVD but I had lines to memorize and he was tired (though he said today that he went and watched a movie with people? Am I paranoid?). He asked what I was doing for breakfast the next day, meaning today, and I said nothing, so we arranged and had breakfast this morning. Pleasant, I suppose. Then I had 3.5 hour rehearsal and went to lunch with a few other cast members and who was there but Philly O himself. So he sat with us and re-enacted his favorite moments from the previous night, namely the DDR moves to "Hysteria". We also discussed The Terror of Todd, which is always good conversation fodder. Tonight we're watching Margaret Cho at his dorm and he told me to bring people (?!?! again). It's so weird, he keeps inviting me and keeps wanting to have other people there. Whatev, there's really no use in trying to decipher his actions, he's so nutty and funny that it's just like...it seems more logical to just let things be for the time being. Before Margaret Cho-ing with him, I'm having a Hillcrest (woo) dinner with Alicia...and Phil asked what I was doing for dinner, so I'm blowing him off for this, which is fine, Alicia is fun. She's the sweet-but-sassy femme that takes Courses In Common with me. Hope to make a bigtime connection with her, I bet if engaged properly she would make a great friend...I pray there isn't a compulsive wreck behind her pleasant demeanor...I've seen too much of that. The cordial-till-you-know-too-much type. The friendly-till-you're-an-actual-friend type. I won't stand for it, I won't take that insult to my intelligence. So far is so good, though. And who doesn't love Hillcrest ice cream?
I've also got studying to do this weekend, I figure I'll do that tomorrow after practice. Got a pop music test coming up in addition to a couple simple papers for Speaking & Reading. But for now I've gotta catch that ride to Hillcrest. Later folks, love you, am here for here, will listen, and will understand.
"Keep people together,"
Louis.
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