Open Mic, Moving, Slaves, Dancing and Code Breaking
Friday:
I picked up my shirt, tie and overcoat for Winter Formal. that was really awesome, i am in love with the shirt i picked up. Friday night Smyrc went well, Matt and Newman showed up, which doesnt surprize me all that much, Newman has been showing up alot to Smyrc lately. which is cool, its nice to have one of my ninjas show up there. its a good place. Speaking of Smyrc, i cant wait untill they put the "Smyrc is Gay" shirt out. i am so totally picking one up. anyway, back to being at Smyrc. so yeah, Matt and Newman show up, they bring our little Emo Ranger along. Then like normal, he goes off and Emos himself around, luckally, Matt, Newman, Nikki and myself didnt hear any of it. but i, and i think they, knew he was doing it... him and his complaining to someone. anyway, back on track and off the Emo Track. So they're there, then a little bit later Open Mic starts. it goes well like always, Nikki performs a few of her poems. one about everybody and their "Mommy" veiw of her. one that i heard before, and read in her LJ,. its a good one. the second one was a bit diffrent. i am not going into detail, thats for her to do, but it really makes me sick to know that someone is willing to do that to her. Back on happy thoughts, so the final performance is by my ninjas Sara and Thomas. they picked Homies to perform. that was awesome, and on the home streach of the song they ask for everyone to get up on stage. so that was really awesome. Smyrc ends and i head home. i sit on the floor and make my deck for the following day, then Newman says that he doesnt have time to make his deck so he asks me to do it. now i have to get up early, but i end up getting it done for him. i pull out my suitcase i have been using as a backpack the past few months and drop the two deck boxes in there, then i fold up my new shirt, overcoat and my slacks i was going to wear to the dance and put them in there. from there i practicly leap into bed to get to sleep as fast as possable, its about 4:45 and i am expecting to get up about 10-10:30 or so.
Saturday:
Pt. 1, Moving.
I awake about 10 to the normal sound of Heather coming in. i fall back asleep, my next waking moment is an hour and a half later when my mother rouses me with "isnt tori going to call you?", i check the time and spring to life. i grab my shorts and my Shaggy - South Park shirt for something not-so-formal to wear while helping her move. but finally she arives and we head out to pick up her Uhaul. like a fool, i leave my bag in her truck when we get out to obtain her Uhaul. little do i know, this will be a blessing. So her and i head off to her parents place to pick her stuff. this goes well, small amount of time used to get the things she had out to it, her stuff takes up just the top shelf of it, and one box on the main floor of it. and after seeing Robs room, i am there thinking that he doesnt have much... but HOLY SHIT, his stuff takes up the rest of the whole Uhaul, now i can see bed, etertainment center, ect. but damn, even with Tori's new futon and things she takes up almost no room. but anyway, we get that loaded and head off to her new place. we get there, i turn to her and ask the most scary question you can ask when being "the muscle" of the day... "What floor are you on?" and like i feared, the reply was "Second"... in my mind i have what i have came to call a Star Wars Moment (Think Luke [Episode 5], Obi [Episode 1] and Vader [Episode 3]: Nooooooooooooooooo!). anyway, the layout of the Apt is pretty good. its really close to Mall 205, so thats pretty cool. great location. i check the time, 3:45... not good. i know that i dont have time to get down to her car on 49th and Powell and then to Geex, so i infom Newman that i am not going to be joining him at the tournament this afternoon. Instead i can help Tori finish the move entirely. so Rob and Billy (the other "Muscle" of the day) arive and we get the truck unloaded, and Rob walks to the mini-mart they live next to and pick up a 6pack of Mikes Cranberry. not my favorite drink, but it works. its a nice celebration for getting everything inside the new apt.
Pt. 2, Slaves and the Ghetto Sectional.
With Rob and Billy, safely hidden from the INS in the back of the Uhaul, we head down to pick up Nikki, which Rob and I walk into the door, and if he thought anything like what i thought... well i was about to fall over. now Nikki is a beautiful woman(just thought i would let everyone who reads this know that, well everyone who reads this knows it already, and to all the blind people who are reading my blog... wait... what?), she went out of her way on this one. and drop by a place that is holding onto a few peice of furniture for Tori and Rob. we get there and i am getting this bad vibe from the place, not really the place, but one of the people who live there. so after Rob and i get the second part of Tori and Rob's "Ghetto Sectional" out to the truck Nikki asks me to grab her Cell Phone, so being the nice guy i delude myself into thinking i am, i head to the cab of the truck. at this point is where my bad vibe comes into effect, Jessica, makes a comment along the lines of calling Men slaves or something along those lines. now this pisses me off... Alot. so i call back (a little hastey with it, but i didnt think) "Alright, fine, do it yourself" (paraphrased). cause i hate feeling taken advantage of, and being called a slave pretty much does it. i check the cab for her cell phone anyway, cause i hear Nikki say back that she wasnt the one that said it, i knew that she wasnt, but i still felt extremely offended. her Cell Phone wasnt in the cab of the truck, but thats no nevermind when it comes to our little story here. dispite internal outrage aboot still being anywhere near this house, i head back in, Robert and I still need to move one last thing out to the truck. a love seat, so Rob and i head back inside, and then Rob's pocket gets caught on something holding dishes... it falls over. now Jessica's mother (or at least thats what i heard she was... i think) doesnt even bat an eye towards it, she is just fine. she even makes a joke towards it. Rob apologizes, she says its alright, and we head up the stairs to find this love seat. When i get to the top of the stairs Jessica, Tori and Nikki are talking, and Jessica starts to go off about the dishes, after she stops Nikki starts to make a joke, i ask her to stop without letting it go very far. With Jessica going off about it, and the slave comment earlier i wasnt really in the mood for jokes at that point. And it wasnt like Rob didnt feel really bad about it in the first place. So, anyway, we get the love seat down and to find Nikki's phone her and i head back to her house to find it. From there we head up to Tori's place to unload again and set up a little more. so now when they thought they would have nothing for seats and such, they have almost too much. nice turn around i think. anyway, off to Tori's again, this time to change.
Pt. 3. Dancing in the Fantasy.
We get to Tori's and she heads into the bathroom to take a shower and get into her dress of the night. i am hanging downstairs with Nikki, who at this point is changing into her skirt of the evening also. Nikki and i are bullshiting around waiting for Tori to get back down. after she does its my turn to head up the stairs for a transformation. i get up there and off come the shorts and Shaggy 2 Dope shirt, on go my slacks (nothing out of the norm for me here), my new shirt(which kinda pisses me off: its to small in the neckline... i cant even button the top button, thank god for Ties ) and my Tie. i head down to see the final product of what Tori was doing. and she is very beautiful, the purple dress was a good choice for the night. we head off to the dance, getting there about 9 or so. not bad, i expected Newman to be there soon. we hang around talking with a few people untill we come to find out that Newman had car troubles (the blessing mentioned earlier, Pt. 1/2). so it takes him a long time to arive. After they arive Matt and Newman said the whole thing was a big disapointment (Blessing Pt. 2/2). the dance itself was really good, it didnt have any specific highlights, but i loved being there. i am really glad that Tori decided to go as my date. i almost fell over when she said yes finally on Wed. so the dance ends and we head back to Tori's, now because of time restraints Tori wasnt able to finish her lasagna, thus, she was forced into returning to her parents place to finish it. Nikki, Robert and myself are all lounging in the Ghetto Sectional, drinking and watching Invader Zim. Which reminds me, i found my new "Poison" Butterscotch Schnapps, thanks Nikki. A while later Tori shows back up, extremely tired. she heads back to room to try and sleep, it isnt working. Rob goes back in there with something to help her sleep. still not working very well, Rob comes out of her room, looks at me, and says "Massage". So i go in there and we start talking a little. before long i am finding myself lying on the bed next to her. and to me that futon is pretty comfortable. i start to doze off, as does she. all in all, a really good night.
Sunday:
The day starts with waking up next to Tori. not a bad place to wake up if i do say so myself. The day was kinda uneventful really. but thats ok, there was enough events Saturday to make up for it. i just enjoyed spending time with Tori, Nikki and Robert. Near the end of the night we all head off to Tori's uncle Micheal's house. In the truck while Robert and Tori were in the house, Nikki and I start a conversation aboot someone that is really bothering her... the person her second poem on Friday was aboot, but this is a story for another time, and a diffrent blog. (as in not my blog). but yeah, that conversation lated a while and i hope she is willing to do something aboot it, she needs to. i hate seeing her being torn apart like that (note to Nikki: i am going to say it again; There is no Change without Conflict. Do not fear the change and what it takes to accomplish it). The rest of the night went pretty smoothly, more drinks, Jello Shots and me getting to finish my book, thats 3 of the 4 of Dan Browns books down. one left, i am hoping to pick that one up today (Monday) or tomorrow.
As for Today, its still early, who knows whats going to happen today. and Tomorrow, baby, the Birthday Massacre is coming to town, that is going to kick ass. Tarin and i are heading to that one. it should be one hell of a show.
and now its time for my quote/song lyric of the day:
"To accomplish great things, we must not only dream, but act."
- Bill Blackman
I picked up my shirt, tie and overcoat for Winter Formal. that was really awesome, i am in love with the shirt i picked up. Friday night Smyrc went well, Matt and Newman showed up, which doesnt surprize me all that much, Newman has been showing up alot to Smyrc lately. which is cool, its nice to have one of my ninjas show up there. its a good place. Speaking of Smyrc, i cant wait untill they put the "Smyrc is Gay" shirt out. i am so totally picking one up. anyway, back to being at Smyrc. so yeah, Matt and Newman show up, they bring our little Emo Ranger along. Then like normal, he goes off and Emos himself around, luckally, Matt, Newman, Nikki and myself didnt hear any of it. but i, and i think they, knew he was doing it... him and his complaining to someone. anyway, back on track and off the Emo Track. So they're there, then a little bit later Open Mic starts. it goes well like always, Nikki performs a few of her poems. one about everybody and their "Mommy" veiw of her. one that i heard before, and read in her LJ,. its a good one. the second one was a bit diffrent. i am not going into detail, thats for her to do, but it really makes me sick to know that someone is willing to do that to her. Back on happy thoughts, so the final performance is by my ninjas Sara and Thomas. they picked Homies to perform. that was awesome, and on the home streach of the song they ask for everyone to get up on stage. so that was really awesome. Smyrc ends and i head home. i sit on the floor and make my deck for the following day, then Newman says that he doesnt have time to make his deck so he asks me to do it. now i have to get up early, but i end up getting it done for him. i pull out my suitcase i have been using as a backpack the past few months and drop the two deck boxes in there, then i fold up my new shirt, overcoat and my slacks i was going to wear to the dance and put them in there. from there i practicly leap into bed to get to sleep as fast as possable, its about 4:45 and i am expecting to get up about 10-10:30 or so.
Saturday:
Pt. 1, Moving.
I awake about 10 to the normal sound of Heather coming in. i fall back asleep, my next waking moment is an hour and a half later when my mother rouses me with "isnt tori going to call you?", i check the time and spring to life. i grab my shorts and my Shaggy - South Park shirt for something not-so-formal to wear while helping her move. but finally she arives and we head out to pick up her Uhaul. like a fool, i leave my bag in her truck when we get out to obtain her Uhaul. little do i know, this will be a blessing. So her and i head off to her parents place to pick her stuff. this goes well, small amount of time used to get the things she had out to it, her stuff takes up just the top shelf of it, and one box on the main floor of it. and after seeing Robs room, i am there thinking that he doesnt have much... but HOLY SHIT, his stuff takes up the rest of the whole Uhaul, now i can see bed, etertainment center, ect. but damn, even with Tori's new futon and things she takes up almost no room. but anyway, we get that loaded and head off to her new place. we get there, i turn to her and ask the most scary question you can ask when being "the muscle" of the day... "What floor are you on?" and like i feared, the reply was "Second"... in my mind i have what i have came to call a Star Wars Moment (Think Luke [Episode 5], Obi [Episode 1] and Vader [Episode 3]: Nooooooooooooooooo!). anyway, the layout of the Apt is pretty good. its really close to Mall 205, so thats pretty cool. great location. i check the time, 3:45... not good. i know that i dont have time to get down to her car on 49th and Powell and then to Geex, so i infom Newman that i am not going to be joining him at the tournament this afternoon. Instead i can help Tori finish the move entirely. so Rob and Billy (the other "Muscle" of the day) arive and we get the truck unloaded, and Rob walks to the mini-mart they live next to and pick up a 6pack of Mikes Cranberry. not my favorite drink, but it works. its a nice celebration for getting everything inside the new apt.
Pt. 2, Slaves and the Ghetto Sectional.
With Rob and Billy, safely hidden from the INS in the back of the Uhaul, we head down to pick up Nikki, which Rob and I walk into the door, and if he thought anything like what i thought... well i was about to fall over. now Nikki is a beautiful woman(just thought i would let everyone who reads this know that, well everyone who reads this knows it already, and to all the blind people who are reading my blog... wait... what?), she went out of her way on this one. and drop by a place that is holding onto a few peice of furniture for Tori and Rob. we get there and i am getting this bad vibe from the place, not really the place, but one of the people who live there. so after Rob and i get the second part of Tori and Rob's "Ghetto Sectional" out to the truck Nikki asks me to grab her Cell Phone, so being the nice guy i delude myself into thinking i am, i head to the cab of the truck. at this point is where my bad vibe comes into effect, Jessica, makes a comment along the lines of calling Men slaves or something along those lines. now this pisses me off... Alot. so i call back (a little hastey with it, but i didnt think) "Alright, fine, do it yourself" (paraphrased). cause i hate feeling taken advantage of, and being called a slave pretty much does it. i check the cab for her cell phone anyway, cause i hear Nikki say back that she wasnt the one that said it, i knew that she wasnt, but i still felt extremely offended. her Cell Phone wasnt in the cab of the truck, but thats no nevermind when it comes to our little story here. dispite internal outrage aboot still being anywhere near this house, i head back in, Robert and I still need to move one last thing out to the truck. a love seat, so Rob and i head back inside, and then Rob's pocket gets caught on something holding dishes... it falls over. now Jessica's mother (or at least thats what i heard she was... i think) doesnt even bat an eye towards it, she is just fine. she even makes a joke towards it. Rob apologizes, she says its alright, and we head up the stairs to find this love seat. When i get to the top of the stairs Jessica, Tori and Nikki are talking, and Jessica starts to go off about the dishes, after she stops Nikki starts to make a joke, i ask her to stop without letting it go very far. With Jessica going off about it, and the slave comment earlier i wasnt really in the mood for jokes at that point. And it wasnt like Rob didnt feel really bad about it in the first place. So, anyway, we get the love seat down and to find Nikki's phone her and i head back to her house to find it. From there we head up to Tori's place to unload again and set up a little more. so now when they thought they would have nothing for seats and such, they have almost too much. nice turn around i think. anyway, off to Tori's again, this time to change.
Pt. 3. Dancing in the Fantasy.
We get to Tori's and she heads into the bathroom to take a shower and get into her dress of the night. i am hanging downstairs with Nikki, who at this point is changing into her skirt of the evening also. Nikki and i are bullshiting around waiting for Tori to get back down. after she does its my turn to head up the stairs for a transformation. i get up there and off come the shorts and Shaggy 2 Dope shirt, on go my slacks (nothing out of the norm for me here), my new shirt(which kinda pisses me off: its to small in the neckline... i cant even button the top button, thank god for Ties ) and my Tie. i head down to see the final product of what Tori was doing. and she is very beautiful, the purple dress was a good choice for the night. we head off to the dance, getting there about 9 or so. not bad, i expected Newman to be there soon. we hang around talking with a few people untill we come to find out that Newman had car troubles (the blessing mentioned earlier, Pt. 1/2). so it takes him a long time to arive. After they arive Matt and Newman said the whole thing was a big disapointment (Blessing Pt. 2/2). the dance itself was really good, it didnt have any specific highlights, but i loved being there. i am really glad that Tori decided to go as my date. i almost fell over when she said yes finally on Wed. so the dance ends and we head back to Tori's, now because of time restraints Tori wasnt able to finish her lasagna, thus, she was forced into returning to her parents place to finish it. Nikki, Robert and myself are all lounging in the Ghetto Sectional, drinking and watching Invader Zim. Which reminds me, i found my new "Poison" Butterscotch Schnapps, thanks Nikki. A while later Tori shows back up, extremely tired. she heads back to room to try and sleep, it isnt working. Rob goes back in there with something to help her sleep. still not working very well, Rob comes out of her room, looks at me, and says "Massage". So i go in there and we start talking a little. before long i am finding myself lying on the bed next to her. and to me that futon is pretty comfortable. i start to doze off, as does she. all in all, a really good night.
Sunday:
The day starts with waking up next to Tori. not a bad place to wake up if i do say so myself. The day was kinda uneventful really. but thats ok, there was enough events Saturday to make up for it. i just enjoyed spending time with Tori, Nikki and Robert. Near the end of the night we all head off to Tori's uncle Micheal's house. In the truck while Robert and Tori were in the house, Nikki and I start a conversation aboot someone that is really bothering her... the person her second poem on Friday was aboot, but this is a story for another time, and a diffrent blog. (as in not my blog). but yeah, that conversation lated a while and i hope she is willing to do something aboot it, she needs to. i hate seeing her being torn apart like that (note to Nikki: i am going to say it again; There is no Change without Conflict. Do not fear the change and what it takes to accomplish it). The rest of the night went pretty smoothly, more drinks, Jello Shots and me getting to finish my book, thats 3 of the 4 of Dan Browns books down. one left, i am hoping to pick that one up today (Monday) or tomorrow.
As for Today, its still early, who knows whats going to happen today. and Tomorrow, baby, the Birthday Massacre is coming to town, that is going to kick ass. Tarin and i are heading to that one. it should be one hell of a show.
and now its time for my quote/song lyric of the day:
"To accomplish great things, we must not only dream, but act."
- Bill Blackman