3 April 2001
Submitted by eve on Wed, 04/04/2001 - 12:27am. Tragic
"Oh bloody hell."
--Me, on learning that my school bag had been stolen from my office while I was in a meeting.
Dammit, I thought March, (with all its ides and bad tidings and such,) was over.
Having my bag stolen (with of course, my neurology book and notes inside, when I've got a midterm tomorrow,) has seriously messed things up. Not to
mention that my wallet, camera, keys, checkbook, and most importantly, Palm Pilot were inside.
So this is a bit of a setback; I have a queue of things for the site that I use on days when I don't hear anything good. There were at least 50 entries there that were lost. I'm going to be spending a lot of time in the next few days trying to recoup and get things back in order (and, say, get back into my home since I don't have keys.)

Anyway, I suspect updates will be difficult over the next couple of days since I'll be busy, and because my material is gone. Hopefully I'll get past this obstacle soon.
20 March 2001
Submitted by eve on Tue, 03/20/2001 - 9:34am. Tragic
"And she was wearing that sweater, you know, the one that looks like a black wool bathrobe?"
"Oh, that's the one that looks like her grandma knitted her a trenchcoat."
--Two guys, discussing a girl's apparently unfortunate fashion sense, on Durant St
Oh, a quick item not really worthy of its own news entry, but worth knowing: my contact info has changed. I will no longer be checking the yahoo email address, because now you can mail me at Eve@inpassing.org.
27 February 2001
Submitted by eve on Tue, 02/27/2001 - 4:16am. Tragic
"Kaaaaaaate! Will you please buzz me in? It's 4am and I'm tired and I can't find my damn shoelace and..."
*pause*
"Ok, you're right, it's 4:11 am. Buzz me in anyway?"
--A guy on the intercom for the building next door at... well, 4:11 am.
This one's going under tragic; though the quote isn't exactly worthy, the fact that I was awake to hear it was. It's quite unfortunate that I have insomnia before my 8am class on Tuesdays, and yet when I need to pull an all nighter I can't keep my eyes open past 1am. Tragic indeed.
21 February 2001
Submitted by eve on Thu, 02/22/2001 - 1:52am. Tragic
"She was unhappy, tired and feeling unloved. Those are bad odds for fidelity to begin with; add alcohol, and I can understand completely why it happened. Recipe for relationshipular disaster."
--One girl, to another, in the restroom of Cafe Pressario
19 February 2001
Submitted by eve on Tue, 02/20/2001 - 1:46am. Tragic
"Two dollars for calendars, that's insane. Last year I got them for like 50 cents at this time of year."
"Actually I think it might have been summer, because I was with you."
"Whatever. Help me pick one out... Ugh, no, I can't take twelve months of Monet."
"Hey, is your mom still dragging you to Europe again? Here's one that's Provence pictures..."
"Pleease. I'm going to be looking at enough rustic crap in France as it is on that trip."
"This one has black and white photos, they're nice. They're all sisters..."
"Like I want to look at some girl who's not my sister."
"How about Cezanne?"
"All that fucking food he paints makes me hungry. Show me something good."
--The single most annoying girl I have ever heard in my life, and her incredibly patient friend, in Pegasus Books.
It is very, very rare that I get honestly irritated with someone I quote here. And it's likely just because I'm envious that she seemed ungrateful about going to one of my favorite areas.
But man, I'm not a violent person and yet I really wanted to smack the girl, if only to make her stop talking.
16 February 2001
Submitted by eve on Sat, 02/17/2001 - 3:03am. Tragic
"Wanna get coffee sometime after lecture?"
"Oh, I don't drink coffee, it makes me too hyper."
"Hey, coffee makes me hyper too! Tara was right, we do have a lot in common."
"Er... *long pause* yeah."
--A guy and a girl near Moffit Library
"Asprin makes your headaches better? Oh my god, me too!"
I'm sorry to mock, but you can't really count reaction to caffiene as something in common. It goes against the rules or something.
11 February 2001
Submitted by eve on Mon, 02/12/2001 - 12:03am. Tragic
"Huh. I had this hella weird re-occurring dream five nights in a row last week. Every time I married this same woman. Hell if I know why, but it always seemed like a good idea. The wedding was different each time, though."
"That's not that weird. Is she hot?"
"See, that's the thing, it's always Laura, from work. Not only do I not like her much, but I also know she's a lesbian. What does that say about my love life?!"
--Two guys in the Free Speech Movement Cafe
27 January 2001
Submitted by eve on Mon, 01/29/2001 - 1:23am. Tragic
"She says I'm acting funny, and keeps trying to subtlely let me know that she knows that I have some kind of crush on Laura."
"Laura?!"
"No, no, not again, that's the thing, she's totally wrong. And what I almost want to just say is, 'Dammit Meg, I'm not in love with anyone right now, but if I were, it would be with you.'"
"First you're giving up the pursuit of hoochies, now you're sounding like a Julia Roberts movie. Sheesh. *long pause, more quiet and serious now* Do you mean 'but if you were,' or 'and if you were?'"
"God, I don't know."
--A guy and a girl of about college age, having a heart to heart on BART.
22 January 2001
Submitted by eve on Tue, 01/23/2001 - 1:29am. Tragic
"She spotted me in the plaza near Le Conte at noon, 20 minutes later I'm redfaced and drunk, I swear I'll join AA if I see that girl again."
"At noon...?"
"Yeah, that explains why I'm having a hard time walking straight now."
--A guy speaking with a bitter, somber tone and a girl walking on Sproul plaza, at about 1:30pm
I hardly overheard a thing today.
Actually, I barely left the office. I've been reading SURVIVORblog 2 all along, but today I caught the begining of a war of wits and wills (and a bit of zing, too.) This is just beautiful.
Of course, it doesn't help my opinion of the agressor that he's trashed In Passing without much rhyme or reason.

And you thought weblogging was a peaceful sport.
21 January 2001
Submitted by eve on Sun, 01/21/2001 - 7:18pm. Tragic
"That'll be $196.63"
"$196.63?" *gasp*
"Sorry, this is Andronicos, not Safeway."
--The checker at the grocery store, and the couple ahead of me in line (who were gasping in unison.)
I realize this is amusing primarily to those in the Bay Area, who know which grocery stores are being discussed, but I'll attempt to translate it to another reigon. For New York City, I think the phrase would go, "Sorry, this is Dean and Deluca, not Sloan's."
If I'm way off base, feel free to correct me. It's obviously a sign I need to go to New York again. *sigh* :-)