Flip to Infared ... So I can Sink the 9 ball...
A mildly entertaining weekend it's been. And with no more school involved, let's see how the week plays out...
THURSDAY
So long, LSC (at least for now)...
I don't remember doing a whole lot. I do however remember I had the worst night's sleep I had in a long time...
FRIDAY
After my whorish night sleep in which I got up at 8:45 ... Pause for shock factor ...this is the first time I've been awake during the AM let alone a single-digit AM time in a loooooong time.
So yeah, after my shower... and realizing that I felt like a bus had run over my face (read: Sinus pressure like a motherfucker)... I don't know what came over me--maybe it was the dual shot of dayquil or the counteraction between that and the acetiminophine--but I said to myself... "I should go to Wal Mart"
W
T
F
So doped up on OTC drugs, I spent a good hour and 45 minutes at Wal Mart finishing half my Christmas shopping. It's when I finally came down off the "drug high" that I realized that I was doing Christmas shopping and Christmas was still 2 weeks away... I always do my shopping within one week... Just because that's the way I am, that's when the so-called "holiday season" officially begins for me. I blew away $125 so far with at least another $75 needed to finish up. It doesn't matter what I spend though... cuz my friends and family are worth it.
I finish up at Wal Mart ... when I start my car, I notice that it's quarter to 12 and it dawns on me... on any other day, I still wouldn't have been up.
The evening rolls around... Bope, Pete, Laura, and I head to Wal Mart .. which turned out to be one of the most entertaining trips there I've ever had. Let's just say that we have a couple new inside jokes, as well as Pete rolling around on the floor in laughter after finding a can of "Beanee Weanees". A Wal Mart employee walked by and just stared at Pete as he "rofl'd". I was afraid we'd get kicked out for being disruptive teenagers. After over 80 minutes of fun, we ended up only getting a bartender book and a box of turtles.
The night continued when we went up to Pete's and watched Robin Williams' Broadway standup act, which was utterly hilarious... Even after the movie ended, we were still reciting it.
SATURDAY
Nothing worth mentioning until 8:00 at night... Went up to Ryan's house (what else is new, right?) for a round or two of pool... then Pete calls just as we were sent out by Ryan's dad to get a couple pizzas, so it was us 3 in his garage with a pizza and a box of Dew; perfect equation for a good night. I could tell I was getting over my slight illness because my strength was returning, as shown by my dominant slinging in billiards. After awhile, we somehow got onto the subject of weapons...
Pete's topic of choice.
Pete entertained Ryan and I for over an hour about the specifics of guns, battle tactics, and booby traps. Pete's dream job: join the army and be apart of the demolitions squad... his reasoning? So he can blow shit up... ...
Also, you know how when someone has a certain obsession with something, they'll get offended at something that they dislike (ie: with me, I get offended when someone covers a good song and ruins it, or vice versa.. someone covers or a horrible song and now you have two horrible songs... ...because my obsession is music) Well, Pete sounded so offended when he said "You cannot rob a store with a deer rifle, my god!", then proceeds to show us 7 ways you diffuse a robber with a deer rifle.
That hour was mildly entertaining... The next half hour was spent reciting every funny line we could remember from the Robin Williams act for Ryan. We told him he should see it, but I think we already let all the good stuff out of the bag...
It was when Pete was playing around with his three keychain lights (a green one, blue one, and red one) that we got a brilliant idea... We racked up the billiards and hit the lights.. Pete turned on his red one while Ryan held it over the pool table...
"Infared Pool" is born...
Halfway through that, "to preserve that light's battery life", we substituted for the blue light.. the blue light had an option to blink in Morse code of S.O.S. ... It was hard as hell too.. you had a split second to find a ball and line up a shot...
"S.O.S. Pool" is born...
These two join Dizzy Izzy Pool, Terrorist Pool, Double Pool, and 15-Ball as billiard games we've made up...
SUNDAY
Worst
mood
ever.
I stayed home most, if not all day, trying to shake the last of my sickness... and it seemed to work.
Worst
30
seconds
ever.
Randomly shift and my laptop falls hard on the floor and freezes the hell up, I get up to grab the adapter for it and trip over my guitar and nearly smash my face into the desk... ...and I broke my A-string doing just that... all within the span of 30 seconds...
This night must die.
THURSDAY
So long, LSC (at least for now)...
I don't remember doing a whole lot. I do however remember I had the worst night's sleep I had in a long time...
FRIDAY
After my whorish night sleep in which I got up at 8:45 ... Pause for shock factor ...this is the first time I've been awake during the AM let alone a single-digit AM time in a loooooong time.
So yeah, after my shower... and realizing that I felt like a bus had run over my face (read: Sinus pressure like a motherfucker)... I don't know what came over me--maybe it was the dual shot of dayquil or the counteraction between that and the acetiminophine--but I said to myself... "I should go to Wal Mart"
W
T
F
So doped up on OTC drugs, I spent a good hour and 45 minutes at Wal Mart finishing half my Christmas shopping. It's when I finally came down off the "drug high" that I realized that I was doing Christmas shopping and Christmas was still 2 weeks away... I always do my shopping within one week... Just because that's the way I am, that's when the so-called "holiday season" officially begins for me. I blew away $125 so far with at least another $75 needed to finish up. It doesn't matter what I spend though... cuz my friends and family are worth it.
I finish up at Wal Mart ... when I start my car, I notice that it's quarter to 12 and it dawns on me... on any other day, I still wouldn't have been up.
The evening rolls around... Bope, Pete, Laura, and I head to Wal Mart .. which turned out to be one of the most entertaining trips there I've ever had. Let's just say that we have a couple new inside jokes, as well as Pete rolling around on the floor in laughter after finding a can of "Beanee Weanees". A Wal Mart employee walked by and just stared at Pete as he "rofl'd". I was afraid we'd get kicked out for being disruptive teenagers. After over 80 minutes of fun, we ended up only getting a bartender book and a box of turtles.
The night continued when we went up to Pete's and watched Robin Williams' Broadway standup act, which was utterly hilarious... Even after the movie ended, we were still reciting it.
SATURDAY
Nothing worth mentioning until 8:00 at night... Went up to Ryan's house (what else is new, right?) for a round or two of pool... then Pete calls just as we were sent out by Ryan's dad to get a couple pizzas, so it was us 3 in his garage with a pizza and a box of Dew; perfect equation for a good night. I could tell I was getting over my slight illness because my strength was returning, as shown by my dominant slinging in billiards. After awhile, we somehow got onto the subject of weapons...
Pete's topic of choice.
Pete entertained Ryan and I for over an hour about the specifics of guns, battle tactics, and booby traps. Pete's dream job: join the army and be apart of the demolitions squad... his reasoning? So he can blow shit up... ...
Also, you know how when someone has a certain obsession with something, they'll get offended at something that they dislike (ie: with me, I get offended when someone covers a good song and ruins it, or vice versa.. someone covers or a horrible song and now you have two horrible songs... ...because my obsession is music) Well, Pete sounded so offended when he said "You cannot rob a store with a deer rifle, my god!", then proceeds to show us 7 ways you diffuse a robber with a deer rifle.
That hour was mildly entertaining... The next half hour was spent reciting every funny line we could remember from the Robin Williams act for Ryan. We told him he should see it, but I think we already let all the good stuff out of the bag...
It was when Pete was playing around with his three keychain lights (a green one, blue one, and red one) that we got a brilliant idea... We racked up the billiards and hit the lights.. Pete turned on his red one while Ryan held it over the pool table...
"Infared Pool" is born...
Halfway through that, "to preserve that light's battery life", we substituted for the blue light.. the blue light had an option to blink in Morse code of S.O.S. ... It was hard as hell too.. you had a split second to find a ball and line up a shot...
"S.O.S. Pool" is born...
These two join Dizzy Izzy Pool, Terrorist Pool, Double Pool, and 15-Ball as billiard games we've made up...
SUNDAY
Worst
mood
ever.
I stayed home most, if not all day, trying to shake the last of my sickness... and it seemed to work.
Worst
30
seconds
ever.
Randomly shift and my laptop falls hard on the floor and freezes the hell up, I get up to grab the adapter for it and trip over my guitar and nearly smash my face into the desk... ...and I broke my A-string doing just that... all within the span of 30 seconds...
This night must die.