Shaun Lewis: the Man, the Myth, the Legend

It’s Tuesday.

Well, the “frenzy” surrounding my birthday is over. It is now November 23rd and I am the same as I was November 21st, only 2 days older. It’s kind of strange how the whole birthday system works. You only feel your age on your birthday, every day before and after you feel normal. If I had to guess the reason for this, I would say it’s the cake. Cake (not the music group) makes one feel old. I didn’t have cake this year (which was fine by me); this year I had brownies for my birthday and they were fantastic.

Note: I didn’t get any alcohol for my birthday. I hope that isn’t against the rules or anything. I mean, I considered it and stuff, but I just really didn’t care to bother. Hopefully, I am not in violation of state law. I don’t think I am because, after all, this is not Texas.

Although it is the 23rd and not the 22nd (once again, birthday was on the 22nd), one interesting thing did happen today–I got my new driver’s license! Not ONLY that too! The last picture I had for my license was horrible, so I thought I would try to counter that by getting a nice picture taken this year. So, I woke up, got a haircut, shaved, put gel in my hair and went to get my license. I really went all out.

In fact, I wore a suit.

That’s today though, and today is not yet finished, so I can’t write too much about it. Really, I should talk about the last moments leading up to the end of fall quarter. On Friday, I ordered a large pizza from Papa John’s and downed it throughout the night. There were two slices left, but I saved them for breakfast. My gorging wasn’t as bad as it sounds though. Really, I hadn’t eaten anything the entire day, so by 7:30 (when I ordered the pizza) I was pretty hungry. I went to bed somewhat early and woke up @ 11 a.m. to pull my last shift at the Archives.

And now, a short tangent…

That shift at the archives was kind of funny. Well, the shift itself was excruciatingly boring, but the whole situation while I was working was kind of laughable. I think it really highlights the differences in social behavior between men and women. Having worked a Saturday at the Archives before, I know what it’s like–pretty boring with few people around. The one shift I did before was with two of the lady employees and it seemed like every five minutes, they would talk to me, say something or make some kind of contact with me. The shift I worked this past Saturday was made up of only 3 guys: George (the boss), Vince (the other student), and me (the student). The whole time we spent together was amazing for one simple reason: no one said a word. Actually, I take that back, we all said hello and goodbye. That’s really about it though. I sat on the computer for four hours without talking to anyone else. What was the best part? By the end of the shift, no one thought that someone else was mad at them and trying to avoid talking to that person. It was truly amazing.

The lesson: girls are too melodramatic most of the time.

Anyway, back to Saturday. In the evening, I hooked up with Irene and her roommate (or “roomie”) Jess. We ate at the most amazing Italian restaurant (ristorante) on the face of the planet–Toscano’s. I had spaghetti and it was fantastic. Unfortunately, Irene has a man stomach so she ate more than me or anyone else at the table combined. I felt a little less manly than usual, and because I am not that manly in the first place, I think that means by definition I was actually a girl for a little while.

After the feast, we headed back to Irene’s to figure out something to do. Now, I am not gay, but I suggested we see Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason because I thought the first Bridget Jones movie was great. Everyone agreed to this idea, and at 9:15, we headed uptown to watch a wonderful show. By the way, the movie itself was pretty funny. I enjoyed it very much.

I should mention that during the previews at the beginning of the show, I had a little problem. I think I should discuss it now because I know if I don’t, Irene will devour my head because her only purpose in life is to embarass me. The first preview was for a new movie with Jennifer Lopez and some old chick. The old chick was her new mother-in-law and was one of those really mean old women (there are a lot of them out there). At the end of the movie, she said something rather pointed to Jennifer Lopez. There were a lot of people talking, so I figured it would be OK if I said something in response to that–but only loud enough for Irene to hear. Sadly, I was unable to control my voice when I started speaking and I started speaking really loudly. What made it worse was that as soon as I started talking, everyone else in the theater stopped because they were getting ready for the next preview (don’t we all love the previews?). “What was it you said, Shaun?” you ask? Well, I almost yelled, “OH NO SHE DIDN’T,” in a public movie theater that was almost totally silent. As soon as I said it, everyone laughed and my face got red. Really, the only reason I mention this is to appease Irene.

Irene, I hope you are happy.

The rest of the Saturday was pretty much the same as Friday night. Sunday sucked too because most people I knew were gone and I had to study. On Monday, I took my last exam, came home and found some great presents from my mom, dad and grandma. I got my sword (perhaps pictures soon?), a fencing jacket, and a fencing mask. So, I am all set now. I love everything and it’s all wonderful!

I actually slept with my sword last night. I’m so cute. Hmm… sad, really.

That’s pretty much what has happened since I last wrote stuff. Apparently, my life is truly a neverending parade of… stuff. With things.

OH! I almost forgot! I wanted to thank everyone who called or IMed or emailed (I haven’t had a chance to check my email yet though because I’m behind) to wish me a happy birthday yesterday. Your wishes definitely made the day much better, although my phone really never stopped ringing and that was somewhat distracting. However, that minor point is irrelevant because I enjoyed the calls. Also, I should thank everyone who called today to wish me a happy birffday. Actually, no one called today because this is not a real holiday. But thanks anyway!

Until later…