*phtbtbtbtbtbtbt*
Despite the fact that the sound kinda blew and VA's penchant for having streets with more than one name is pretty fuckin retarded, our show on saturday rawked; Ms. Kaeri is da bomb and we all had a blast. While we were on stage there was this well-built (judging from his silhouette), long-haired dude standing back by the bar who my narcissistic tendencies have me utterly convinced was totally eyeing me throughout the whole night. His face was entirely cloaked in shadow, and so my mind filled in the blanks and made him extremely hot, and I resolved to track him down post-set to find out if he was vaguely attractive. I am on a manhunt, after all. Alas, he disappeared shortly after our set, and I didn't get a chance to see him in the light; this is a more than likely a good thing, however, as I now have fuel for my fantasies for the next couple of weeks, whereas if I'd actually talked to him that more than likely wouldn't be the case.
Some other noteable highlights of the night were quite possibly cock-blocking sleepwalks, and shortly thereafter bearing witness as she drunkenly tagged on her own underwear whilst trying to urinate. Wifers, you are the smoothest.
Friday I watched V for Vendetta with Ms. aniika. I wasn't too impressed, perhaps in part because I never read the graphic novel and thus really couldn't tell whether some of the accolades were from it staying true to it's original medium; My main thought at the end of it all was "so what?" Just coz you blow up parliament doesn't mean your problems are over; Once all the hubris and adrenaline dies down and you're faced with the prospect of now figuring out just how to ensure that staples like food and potable water, education, electricity etc. are going to remain accessible you realize that a shit storm comprised of different shit is a shitstorm nonetheless. Hello People Power.
That and I found some of the writing and visualization oversimplified to the point of being a little bit insulting... Ideas are bulletproof? Please. And watch how she stands in the rain like he stood in the fire! Miss that? Lets see it again! And one more time, just in case you still didn't get it.
They did a great job of making a character personified by a plastic mask hot though. Or maybe I'm just a little randy these days.
Sunday was spent with pedicures, gluttony, sloth and spooning with dear wifey, and watching Rose Red on the Sci-Fi channel. Yaaaay for being a homebody.
In other news, that stellar source of actionable information otherwise known as Ladies Home Journal has some tips for me and any other single lady on a manhunt. After reading these veritable pearls of wisdom, the reason I'm single is now abundantly clear. It honestly never occured to me to ask strangers for assistance with filling out my crossword puzzle; God DAMN this whole intelligence thing. And I apparently really need to frequent blood drives more often, because "any guy who would give up his own body fluids to help out a stranger has got to be a quality date." By that rationale I suppose sperm banks may be a good place to hit up as well, which is yet another location I wouldn't have otherwise considered...
Thank you LHJ. True love is so close I can taste it in my mouth, though I am admittedly surprised noone has ever mentioned that love tastes a little bit like vomit. For the time being though, I shall wash it down with my crappy free coffee they provide at my workplace, and resume pretending to be doing some work.
Some other noteable highlights of the night were quite possibly cock-blocking sleepwalks, and shortly thereafter bearing witness as she drunkenly tagged on her own underwear whilst trying to urinate. Wifers, you are the smoothest.
Friday I watched V for Vendetta with Ms. aniika. I wasn't too impressed, perhaps in part because I never read the graphic novel and thus really couldn't tell whether some of the accolades were from it staying true to it's original medium; My main thought at the end of it all was "so what?" Just coz you blow up parliament doesn't mean your problems are over; Once all the hubris and adrenaline dies down and you're faced with the prospect of now figuring out just how to ensure that staples like food and potable water, education, electricity etc. are going to remain accessible you realize that a shit storm comprised of different shit is a shitstorm nonetheless. Hello People Power.
That and I found some of the writing and visualization oversimplified to the point of being a little bit insulting... Ideas are bulletproof? Please. And watch how she stands in the rain like he stood in the fire! Miss that? Lets see it again! And one more time, just in case you still didn't get it.
They did a great job of making a character personified by a plastic mask hot though. Or maybe I'm just a little randy these days.
Sunday was spent with pedicures, gluttony, sloth and spooning with dear wifey, and watching Rose Red on the Sci-Fi channel. Yaaaay for being a homebody.
In other news, that stellar source of actionable information otherwise known as Ladies Home Journal has some tips for me and any other single lady on a manhunt. After reading these veritable pearls of wisdom, the reason I'm single is now abundantly clear. It honestly never occured to me to ask strangers for assistance with filling out my crossword puzzle; God DAMN this whole intelligence thing. And I apparently really need to frequent blood drives more often, because "any guy who would give up his own body fluids to help out a stranger has got to be a quality date." By that rationale I suppose sperm banks may be a good place to hit up as well, which is yet another location I wouldn't have otherwise considered...
Thank you LHJ. True love is so close I can taste it in my mouth, though I am admittedly surprised noone has ever mentioned that love tastes a little bit like vomit. For the time being though, I shall wash it down with my crappy free coffee they provide at my workplace, and resume pretending to be doing some work.