bliss in boulder

went back to boulder. it was a pleasant evening divided by family and the trident. we went to the chings and enjoyed an off-the-cuff pizza dinner, went to my home and enjoyed the brief but wonderful company of my dad and sister. my dad financially saved my ass from serious money issues with some well placed bills in my hands. my dad is a wonderful magical man. we then went to shenni's house and enjoyed the pleasant company of her family. she did not enjoy parts of that, but i enjoyed watching over a cup of organic apple juice. of course no night in boulder would be complete without enjoying a cup of rooibos at the trident. splendid. people watching intellectuals, being people watched by budding and accomplished novelists... the environment is ideal for any anguished mind looking for piece of mind.

walking back to my dorm with a large awkward box in my hand a girl opened the door while i was a few feet from the door. i yelled at her to hold it open but she cooly ignored my plea and proceeded by letting the door slam shut within inches of my grasp. i then had to set down the box and figure out the awkward procedure of setting the box down pulling out my id card and sliding it through the heavy security wooden doors and get my box back up in within the 15 second time-span. the process took about 4 minutes and it would have been considerably less if that stupid bitch had just held the fucking door open. welcome home.