Somewhere in the middle of college, I think I developed a cackle. I have no idea how this cackle came to be, I think one day I listened to Destra cackle and decided to try it out on myself.
So, you know the total asshole guy here at spinal cord camp that I mentioned in this previous entry? Well, because he's actually a student at Irvine, it seems that camp has separated itself into a clique. And guess what it is. It's the Popular/Cool People Clique. And then there's the rest. Guess which group Skuld falls into! (This is the group I've pretty much fallen into for my entire life.)
So the total jackass, let's start calling him "Gaping Asshole (the size of a hallway)" is sitting across from me at the bar tonight. We're just sitting around chillin', and he's just being a complete dick. There's something about the way he talks--how he's got to put everybody down, how he is final authority on all things right and wrong--his attitude, that just rubs me the wrong way. He said some pretty classically ignorant lines tonight (remember, this is an Asian guy who's been in NorCal his whole life) like, "All gay men want is more love from their mothers." D: And few other things like sneering at all the Queer Theory and Psych I've read up on ("What? Does this Queer Theory teach you about Freud? You've had one psych class and now you think you know enough to judge whether Freud was right or wrong?"), that just make me want to reach out with my foot and plant it in his face.
Anyways, Gaping Asshole totally sucks. He's one of the type of guys who doesn't even want to talk to you if you're not a Hot Blonde Girl and only insults you (he obviously tries to pass them off as 'jokes') if you're a guy. He's like, the self-declared alpha male of the clique and totally macking on my roommate, the Hot Blonde Girl From Finland. Eventually, at the end of the bar experience, another girl and I decide that we've had enough of their clique bullshit, and decide to head over to the other side of the stripmall to catch Sicko. The movie doesn't start for another 45 minutes, so we walk over to the parking lot where we hear some kids practicing their Taiko routine. Very cool.
On the way back, my friend and I are discussing Gaping Asshole, how he's macking on my roommate (who he should've been driving back to our dorm), and how upset we are that grad students (surprise, surprise) are no better than middle school students for STILL FORMING CLIQUES. We're standing on the corner, waiting for the light to change, talking loudly about how we think Gaping Assole is exactly that, a gaping asshole. The light turns, we start to walk, and I hear a voice behind me go, "Hey, did you guys end up finding that movie?"
I turn around, it's Gaping Asshole in his car, the window open, leaning out yelling at us. Probably been just sitting there whole time during the red light listening to us talk shit about him.
I reply, "Yes!" and then immediately begin my evil cackle as I keep walking back to the theatre because I realize how terribly, terribly funny it was that I was discussing bad things about him with another friend in the program loudly on a street corner where he happened to pull up. THAT MOMENT WAS MADE OF WIN AND MORE WIN.
Keep in mind, this is guy who yesterday, had the gall to stand in front of my dorm after I'd made a long and expensive beer run, to say, "Dude, what took you guys so long? I've been waiting here at least 45 minutes!" And of course, Gaping Asshole never even bothered once to help out on the beer run (we needed a bigger car than mine) or pay for all our booze that he drank.
What a dick. I can't believe I have two and a half more weeks with him in this class. I'm going to explode.
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