Jun 01, 2006 23:40
I'm back. What am I back from? Playing enough Tekken and DDR to give Rob Strangman an aneurysm, that's what. And I dyed my hair. It's black now.
It was my friend Jon G's birthday (we call him Jon G because we know too many Johns and need a way to differentiate them all), and, since we ain't got no money, just went to the local Nickel-A-Play.
I don't remember much from this, save for playing enough DDR and LA Machineguns to last a lifetime.
Now, before I continue, I should point out that I'm only skipping ahead so fast because most of this night makes for a BORING READ, since I doubt anyone wants to know how long I spent at the busted Alpha 3 machine.
After a few hours of playing video games, we went back to my boy Ian's place for some cake. Of course, all of his forks were in the dishwasher, so we ate chocolate cake with fucking spoons.
When the cake was finished (with a massive assist from yours truly), all the smokers (all but three people) went outside for a smoke. This left myself, a girl named Kira, and a member of the band Time Well Spent (ever heard of them? No, really, have you ever heard of them?).
I had my PS2 laying on the living room floor, since Ian and I were playing a few games earlier in the day. Kira saw that, and my copy of Tekken 4. She looked me square in the eye and challenged me to a match.
Now, considering that she almost beat me at Street Fighter II once upon a time, I was not about to take it easy on her, regardless of her having a vagina.
MATCH ONE: Jim (Paul Phoenix) vs Kira (Christie Montiero)
WINNER: Kira
MATCH TWO: Jim (Kazuya Mishima) vs Kira (Marshall Law)
WINNER: Kira
I fucking lost. And it doesn't help that everyone had come back inside from their smoke breaks as I was getting KO'ed. Ian, who has never beaten me at any game, ever, proceeded to have a field day with my two losses. I proceeded to tell him that he was outperformed by a seventeen year old girl, which shut him up for all of two seconds.
Everyone then began getting involved in the Tekken matches. Except for Kira and myself. As a result, the matches were as fun to watch as religious programming; they were horrible, yet you felt compelled to watch them. That, and they called each other fags a lot.
Kira and her boyfriend Alan later left. After this, I earned my respect back by knocking the shit out of everyone at Capcom vs SNK 2. With Dan. Shit you not.
I look forward to our rematch Kira! NEXT TIME, I WILL BE THE WINNER!