Weekend throwdown
Well, here's what my weekend was like.
Friday we headed up to Quincy for this party, and I was a little skeptical because I didn't know anyone besides Greg and Ian. It ended up being a really good time, though. The guy who was throwing the party and his crew turned out to all be huge stoners--like total pot coneisseurs(sp), and they were seriously the coolest people I've met in a really long time. I learned a lot from them and it was just a really chill, drama-free night. The girls who were there were really nice and down-to-earth. I offered them all a pipe, so they offered me a hit, and I got pretty high pretty quickly. Consequently, I was conked out on the couch for a good hour or so, but once Greg and Ian got back from picking up Heather from work, I sobered up a bit. We threw on Shaun of the Dead, and we saw this carpet on the T.V that looked like a waffle in one scene, so naturally we decided that we wanted waffles.
Insert an hour of Greg and I driving around Quincy and trying to find the iHop, singing our hearts out to Stairway to Heaven. We finally get there, and it's closed, so what does my boyfriend do? Throw a bitch fit of course. Take a piss all over the side of the building, of course. Thankfully I was sober enough to notice that someone was approaching the window directly above where the deed was being done, and was able to get him to holster his gun and run back to the truck with me. We were both laughing like mad, and ended up getting McDonald's nuggets once back in Stoughton. Fun times.
Saturday was relatively uneventful. I recovered from my hangover and dicked around with my guitar for awhile. After studying the tab, I was able to learn the intro to Disenchanted. <3 Guitar is a whole lot easier for me now that Jake explained the elements in a way that I understand. When my dad tried to teach me how it's done, it was just like "here, watch me and do this" in combination with him randomly going off-topic to play Hell's Bells 0.o Wheras Jake actually explained which strings played what and how to, you know, READ A FUCKING TAB.
I hung at Greg's for a little while Saturday night, and we didn't really do anything besides cuddle and be gay. Greg had two salad moments. Allow me to explain.
He just bought a GameCube so he can play RE4 Mercenaries, and the system is located on top of his XBox. I was putting RE5 back in its case, and proceeded to put the case on top of the GameCube.
Which is when I notice that Greg's....staring at it.
Me: What are you looking at?
Greg: *distracted voice* It um. It. Doesn't go there.
Me: Um...0_o;
Greg: Never mind. Doesn't bother me.
We then proceed to go back to watching television. I notice he's looking at the case. All of a sudden, out of nowhere, he then proceeds to gets up, and moves the case to the "special crevice". Wow. OCD.
Later, around 2AM, we're both fucking exhausted, and getting into this obnoxious tickle fight. I need to go home, so I start getting dressed, but he's half asleep on the bed, curling. I do what I can to rouse him.
Me: Greg.
Greg: Unh.
Me: Lovie. Get up.
Greg: Murf. *rolls over*
Me: Honey, come on. Wakie wakie, eggs and bakie--
Greg: *like a toddler* NO!
Me: 0.o;
Greg: NO BACON, FRENCH TOAST!!!!!
Me: ..............honey-
Greg: Waffles. No bacon. *gets up like everything's totally normal*
Me: o.o;
Sunday, hem, Easter, I went to go have dinner with Greg's family as my fam celebrates Greek Easter and we never do anything on the actual date. It was such a nice time. All of his relatives are so informal, friendly, and welcoming. His grandmother was full of friendly chatter and told me I ought to model. She even joked about her own senility. XD His aunt was lovely to be around as well. I complimented her meal and she looked at me and went "Oh, so this one's into politics, huh? Greg, tell her how bad of a cook I am."
XD
I actually had a conversation with Greg's mom as well. She invited me outside to have a cigarette with her and made a genuine effort to get to know what my family's like and told me all about hers. So maybe she doesn't hate me? I mean, she DID invite me along today. I don't know.
I'm jealous of Greg's relationship with his cousins. They're all around the same age so they grew up close-knit and took vacations together growing up. All of my cousins are still babies. Literally! Gah, and we call ourselves Italians!!!
After the luncheon, we headed back to his house. He started playing RE4, and while he did, I totally ignored him to dick around on HC. :D
Um, later we watched Repo! and I noticed a few more things.
Also, after the movie Greg did something really cute/gay. I was curled up against the wall and wrapped up in blankets, and he slithered over to me, wrapped his arms around me, and sang "We will always have each other, in our time of need...Ashley, you're the world to me." <3 Just like from Repo! Except he used MY name instead of Shilo's. :D
Anyways, I'm gonna go listen to the Pet Shop Boys and wave a rainbow-colored flag around now mmmkay? Yarrr...
Friday we headed up to Quincy for this party, and I was a little skeptical because I didn't know anyone besides Greg and Ian. It ended up being a really good time, though. The guy who was throwing the party and his crew turned out to all be huge stoners--like total pot coneisseurs(sp), and they were seriously the coolest people I've met in a really long time. I learned a lot from them and it was just a really chill, drama-free night. The girls who were there were really nice and down-to-earth. I offered them all a pipe, so they offered me a hit, and I got pretty high pretty quickly. Consequently, I was conked out on the couch for a good hour or so, but once Greg and Ian got back from picking up Heather from work, I sobered up a bit. We threw on Shaun of the Dead, and we saw this carpet on the T.V that looked like a waffle in one scene, so naturally we decided that we wanted waffles.
Insert an hour of Greg and I driving around Quincy and trying to find the iHop, singing our hearts out to Stairway to Heaven. We finally get there, and it's closed, so what does my boyfriend do? Throw a bitch fit of course. Take a piss all over the side of the building, of course. Thankfully I was sober enough to notice that someone was approaching the window directly above where the deed was being done, and was able to get him to holster his gun and run back to the truck with me. We were both laughing like mad, and ended up getting McDonald's nuggets once back in Stoughton. Fun times.
Saturday was relatively uneventful. I recovered from my hangover and dicked around with my guitar for awhile. After studying the tab, I was able to learn the intro to Disenchanted. <3 Guitar is a whole lot easier for me now that Jake explained the elements in a way that I understand. When my dad tried to teach me how it's done, it was just like "here, watch me and do this" in combination with him randomly going off-topic to play Hell's Bells 0.o Wheras Jake actually explained which strings played what and how to, you know, READ A FUCKING TAB.
I hung at Greg's for a little while Saturday night, and we didn't really do anything besides cuddle and be gay. Greg had two salad moments. Allow me to explain.
He just bought a GameCube so he can play RE4 Mercenaries, and the system is located on top of his XBox. I was putting RE5 back in its case, and proceeded to put the case on top of the GameCube.
Which is when I notice that Greg's....staring at it.
Me: What are you looking at?
Greg: *distracted voice* It um. It. Doesn't go there.
Me: Um...0_o;
Greg: Never mind. Doesn't bother me.
We then proceed to go back to watching television. I notice he's looking at the case. All of a sudden, out of nowhere, he then proceeds to gets up, and moves the case to the "special crevice". Wow. OCD.
Later, around 2AM, we're both fucking exhausted, and getting into this obnoxious tickle fight. I need to go home, so I start getting dressed, but he's half asleep on the bed, curling. I do what I can to rouse him.
Me: Greg.
Greg: Unh.
Me: Lovie. Get up.
Greg: Murf. *rolls over*
Me: Honey, come on. Wakie wakie, eggs and bakie--
Greg: *like a toddler* NO!
Me: 0.o;
Greg: NO BACON, FRENCH TOAST!!!!!
Me: ..............honey-
Greg: Waffles. No bacon. *gets up like everything's totally normal*
Me: o.o;
Sunday, hem, Easter, I went to go have dinner with Greg's family as my fam celebrates Greek Easter and we never do anything on the actual date. It was such a nice time. All of his relatives are so informal, friendly, and welcoming. His grandmother was full of friendly chatter and told me I ought to model. She even joked about her own senility. XD His aunt was lovely to be around as well. I complimented her meal and she looked at me and went "Oh, so this one's into politics, huh? Greg, tell her how bad of a cook I am."
XD
I actually had a conversation with Greg's mom as well. She invited me outside to have a cigarette with her and made a genuine effort to get to know what my family's like and told me all about hers. So maybe she doesn't hate me? I mean, she DID invite me along today. I don't know.
I'm jealous of Greg's relationship with his cousins. They're all around the same age so they grew up close-knit and took vacations together growing up. All of my cousins are still babies. Literally! Gah, and we call ourselves Italians!!!
After the luncheon, we headed back to his house. He started playing RE4, and while he did, I totally ignored him to dick around on HC. :D
Um, later we watched Repo! and I noticed a few more things.
- The victim in "Night Surgeon" is really rather good looking. I'd hit that.
- At the very beginning of the movie, when the doctor brings that info to Rotti, the henchgirls cock shotguns. Yet...two seconds later...the shotguns are gone. We don't talk about that, do we?
- Dancers are definitely recycled. The dope brunette that I love in "Mark it Up" is definitely the SurGen in the surgery scene at the festival with Pavi. She's also the lead dancer in "Op'ra Shit". Lulz...
- Ummm Graverobber whispers something in Shilo's ear that makes her cringe in Zydrate Anatomy. It's during the "It's pure...it's clean...it's pure..." bit. I forget what it was, though...
Also, after the movie Greg did something really cute/gay. I was curled up against the wall and wrapped up in blankets, and he slithered over to me, wrapped his arms around me, and sang "We will always have each other, in our time of need...Ashley, you're the world to me." <3 Just like from Repo! Except he used MY name instead of Shilo's. :D
Anyways, I'm gonna go listen to the Pet Shop Boys and wave a rainbow-colored flag around now mmmkay? Yarrr...