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Random fact learned at the information desk of the day.
Malaysian ID cards state whether or not a person is Islamic because of Sharia Laws that only apply to them
I think you're going to miss that job when you graduate! Working with wayward students is sometimes frustrating, but you generally don't meet the same wide range of people in everyday work life.
Random fact learned at the information desk of the day.
Malaysian ID cards state whether or not a person is Islamic because of Sharia Laws that only apply to them
I think you're going to miss that job when you graduate! Working with wayward students is sometimes frustrating, but you generally don't meet the same wide range of people in everyday work life.
Graduate? What's that?
I will definitely miss a lot of parts of this job.
This fact was learned from a lost and found ID and some research on my part though
Post by krunchykat on Dec 18, 2014 18:35:11 GMT -5
I stepped up my gift hiding game this year. The kid's gifts are hidden in her own room under the dump that is the bottom of her closet. No worries of her finding them cause there's no chance she'll clean it unless I threaten bodily harm.
Yesterday was one of the best days I've had in awhile. I turned in my final paper so I was done with finals at 9am for the rest of the week, then I got to go home and sleep for awhile. Had a nice little wake and bake, listened to a shit ton of D'angelo and played a couple hours of Mario Baseball and Super Strikers on gamecube. My roommates didn't even know who D'angelo was so it felt pretty exciting being the one to show them the Untitled video for the first time. (Side note: people who get mad at someone for not knowing something are the worst. You should feel honored that you get to be the one to explain it to them or show it to them for the first time and share that experience with them.) Then I cooked myself a nice dinner (PANCAKES and eggs over easy. Also, I told my roommates that my mom makes scrambled eggs with water if we didn't have a lot of milk and they looked at me like I'd just risen from the dead.) Then we had an argument over skim milk versus all the other kinds (they said skim milk is basically water, but I've been forced to drink it for so long I don't even think about it. I do still like 2 percent though. Damn mom trying to keep me healthy.) We agreed it doesn't matter because chocolate shits on everything else. Before I go on, I remember someone said they don't understand how people like eggs. That's fucking insane, eggs make everything better. But there's no reason to hate on what someone doesn't like I guess, so give me your eggs if I ever eat with you.
People close to me know that my alcohol of choice is tequila, so for my birthday (I just realized I didn't put that's another reason my day was so great, oops lol) two of my roommates got two fifths of sauza for all 8 of us to finish before we went out. We drank tequila and played about 6-7 games of slap cup (if you don't know what this is look it up, it's my favorite drinking game) and left for the bar. I know I've talked about it in the Drunken Rambling thread, but on Wednesdays there's a bar that has fifteen cent beer and live music, so I was pretty elated that my birthday was on a Wednesday this year. Someone paid for my cover, and the band this week played 90's and early 2000's rap/hip hop/r&b songs. Stayed out for awhile, went home with some girl (which was awkward because I woke up saying "Where the fuck am I?" because I didn't remember going to her place. She got mad, I laughed.) I didn't remember even walking to her house, which made sense when she said all I did was make out for a little, puke in her restroom and fell right asleep before anything could happen. But I got a morning birthday present from her, I don't know how but you gotta take what you can get I guess. She drove me home, and I got back to another fifth of tequila (this one Jose) with a note that said happy birthday pussy from one of my friends who couldn't go out with me because of his finals, so I was pretty happy about that. (One last question for everyone: silver or gold tequila? I think I like silver better). I slept for a couple hours, and now I hate alcohol again...well, at least until tonight. Definitely a memorable birthday.
Yesterday was one of the best days I've had in awhile. I turned in my final paper so I was done with finals at 9am for the rest of the week, then I got to go home and sleep for awhile. Had a nice little wake and bake, listened to a shit ton of D'angelo and played a couple hours of Mario Baseball and Super Strikers on gamecube. My roommates didn't even know who D'angelo was so it felt pretty exciting being the one to show them the Untitled video for the first time. (Side note: people who get mad at someone for not knowing something are the worst. You should feel honored that you get to be the one to explain it to them or show it to them for the first time and share that experience with them.) Then I cooked myself a nice dinner (PANCAKES and eggs over easy. Also, I told my roommates that my mom makes scrambled eggs with water if we didn't have a lot of milk and they looked at me like I'd just risen from the dead.) Then we had an argument over skim milk versus all the other kinds (they said skim milk is basically water, but I've been forced to drink it for so long I don't even think about it. I do still like 2 percent though. Damn mom trying to keep me healthy.) We agreed it doesn't matter because chocolate shits on everything else. Before I go on, I remember someone said they don't understand how people like eggs. That's fucking insane, eggs make everything better. But there's no reason to hate on what someone doesn't like I guess, so give me your eggs if I ever eat with you.
People close to me know that my alcohol of choice is tequila, so for my birthday (I just realized I didn't put that's another reason my day was so great, oops lol) two of my roommates got two fifths of sauza for all 8 of us to finish before we went out. We drank tequila and played about 6-7 games of slap cup (if you don't know what this is look it up, it's my favorite drinking game) and left for the bar. I know I've talked about it in the Drunken Rambling thread, but on Wednesdays there's a bar that has fifteen cent beer and live music, so I was pretty elated that my birthday was on a Wednesday this year. Someone paid for my cover, and the band this week played 90's and early 2000's rap/hip hop/r&b songs. Stayed out for awhile, went home with some girl (which was awkward because I woke up saying "Where the fuck am I?" because I didn't remember going to her place. She got mad, I laughed.) I didn't remember even walking to her house, which made sense when she said all I did was make out for a little, puke in her restroom and fell right asleep before anything could happen. But I got a morning birthday present from her, I don't know how but you gotta take what you can get I guess. She drove me home, and I got back to another fifth of tequila (this one Jose) with a note that said happy birthday pussy from one of my friends who couldn't go out with me because of his finals, so I was pretty happy about that. (One last question for everyone: silver or gold tequila? I think I like silver better). I slept for a couple hours, and now I hate alcohol again...well, at least until tonight. Definitely a memorable birthday.
Sounds like you had quite an interesting birthday. We used to play slap cup in my fraternity when I was in undergrad (and still do occasionally when some of us get back together). Very fun/amusing game, but at the same time, a very quick way to get piss drunk if you're not skilled at bouncing a ping pong ball into a solo cup.
Yesterday was one of the best days I've had in awhile. I turned in my final paper so I was done with finals at 9am for the rest of the week, then I got to go home and sleep for awhile. Had a nice little wake and bake, listened to a shit ton of D'angelo and played a couple hours of Mario Baseball and Super Strikers on gamecube. My roommates didn't even know who D'angelo was so it felt pretty exciting being the one to show them the Untitled video for the first time. (Side note: people who get mad at someone for not knowing something are the worst. You should feel honored that you get to be the one to explain it to them or show it to them for the first time and share that experience with them.) Then I cooked myself a nice dinner (PANCAKES and eggs over easy. Also, I told my roommates that my mom makes scrambled eggs with water if we didn't have a lot of milk and they looked at me like I'd just risen from the dead.) Then we had an argument over skim milk versus all the other kinds (they said skim milk is basically water, but I've been forced to drink it for so long I don't even think about it. I do still like 2 percent though. Damn mom trying to keep me healthy.) We agreed it doesn't matter because chocolate shits on everything else. Before I go on, I remember someone said they don't understand how people like eggs. That's fucking insane, eggs make everything better. But there's no reason to hate on what someone doesn't like I guess, so give me your eggs if I ever eat with you.
People close to me know that my alcohol of choice is tequila, so for my birthday (I just realized I didn't put that's another reason my day was so great, oops lol) two of my roommates got two fifths of sauza for all 8 of us to finish before we went out. We drank tequila and played about 6-7 games of slap cup (if you don't know what this is look it up, it's my favorite drinking game) and left for the bar. I know I've talked about it in the Drunken Rambling thread, but on Wednesdays there's a bar that has fifteen cent beer and live music, so I was pretty elated that my birthday was on a Wednesday this year. Someone paid for my cover, and the band this week played 90's and early 2000's rap/hip hop/r&b songs. Stayed out for awhile, went home with some girl (which was awkward because I woke up saying "Where the fuck am I?" because I didn't remember going to her place. She got mad, I laughed.) I didn't remember even walking to her house, which made sense when she said all I did was make out for a little, puke in her restroom and fell right asleep before anything could happen. But I got a morning birthday present from her, I don't know how but you gotta take what you can get I guess. She drove me home, and I got back to another fifth of tequila (this one Jose) with a note that said happy birthday pussy from one of my friends who couldn't go out with me because of his finals, so I was pretty happy about that. (One last question for everyone: silver or gold tequila? I think I like silver better). I slept for a couple hours, and now I hate alcohol again...well, at least until tonight. Definitely a memorable birthday.
Sounds like you had quite an interesting birthday. We used to play slap cup in my fraternity when I was in undergrad (and still do occasionally when some of us get back together). Very fun/amusing game, but at the same time, a very quick way to get piss drunk if you're not skilled at bouncing a ping pong ball into a solo cup.
I played for the first time this year, and let's just say it wasn't a good idea to be standing between the two best players at the table =/ once you start playing and understand how it's so much fun to just run a train on one person and never even let them bounce their ball. Cleaning up afterward sucks though.
I played for the first time this year, and let's just say it wasn't a good idea to be standing between the two best players at the table =/ once you start playing and understand how it's so much fun to just run a train on one person and never even let them bounce their ball. Cleaning up afterward sucks though.