Injuries and irritations... along with some super powered fun.

May 06, 2004 09:40

Ok, so this weekend I moved all of Alana's stuff from her old apartment to her new. It was across the complex, but she didn't help for shit, and I'm mostly pissed off. She would go to bed at like 10:30-11 because she "had to be at work at 9:30" Pobresita, I work at 8:15, and you don't see me go to sleep til midnight. So up til 3-4 every night this weekend moving all her crap that she DID NOT EVEN PACK. Nope nope nope. To top it all off, she bitched at me the whole weekend AND my bad knee manifested itself and I've been in agony for 3 days. Last night I put ice on it for 90 minutes, and played City of Heroes, and it's feeling slightly better today. I can walk without much pain, but stairs still suck. What ever happened to me when I walked like 20 miles a day around the HEM warehouse?

CoH is turning out to be even more fun than expected. Gio and Chris both got accounts, and so did Edgar, and we play together like every night. They are on way later than I am, but somehow I have a level 11 and a 9, and they all have 9s. heh. The plotlines in this game are what really make it, as it turns out. I want to play just so I can learn more about the story. That's pretty refreshing from EQ which is evercamp.

Turns out that Nicole (Who IMO easily ranks as the second or third most beautiful woman in the world) hasn't been asked to her senior prom yet. Man, I'd be pissed. She was talking to Alana about it, and she thinks it's because she is Jewish and of Iranian parentage. I told Alana that I would happily take her if she'd let me. I skipped mine because I preferred to get wasted with Mizan and we went to a Jazz Club. Good times. The funny part, if she does decide to go with me, is that I would be the one to feel priveleged. Heh. An evening with a gorgeous woman who's fun and funny and gets along with me? Even though she's like 18, that would rule. Despite the fact that she's my fiancee's teaching assistant. Besides, I look damned good in a tux. Who knows? Maybe she'd see that I'm all her mom thinks I am and I could exchange one jew for another...

Wishful thinking.
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