The Weekend of Bubble Bobble 2...
1. I hate Busses.a
2. Lynnwood = Twilight Zone.b
3. "Don't touch my Funbox!"c
4. Next time will have better planning.d
5. Enigma isn't such a puzzle, just unique.
6. Bubble Bobble 2.e,g,h
7. Karma wins. f
8. Bubbles are fun, until you have to go home.g
9. I've become an icon.h
10. 6 gigs... More than likely GONE!i
a. So, Getting up to Lynnwood was a pain. First off, I took the bus to Lakewood, then got on the bus all the way out to Federal Way/Sea-Tac airport to take the bus to Renton, where I was going to be picked up by Bella to get to Lynnwood and spend the night at Crush's house. I got on the wrong 560, even though it came in at the right time, left at the right time, but was going in the opposite direction. Has anyone ever HEARD of Faulteroy? I didn't think so, but it exists. On the way to Bellevue. Not fun. On top of that, the bus driver drops me off 2 miles away from the nearest 560 stop going in the opposite direction. I didn't get to Renton until sometime like 6:45pm - 7pm, and I left Tacoma at 2pm. The ride back was fine, except for being cold, wet, and in pain from walking so much IN the wet clothing. append:gI'll give you lot a hint: Wet Cloth becomes basically sandpaper when it rubs against the skin. That's why some places specifically use water soaked blades to cut through stone. NOT COMFY!
b. You know all those geeks and nerds that play Magic the Gathering in your high school library? Those kids that make LARPing their life, and even build intricate cardboard weapons so they can "Attack the darkness?" 95% of Lynnwood is this. Even half the Ravers are game freaks, and not in the best flavour. These are the people you WANT to pry from the computer console to save your OWN personal sanity. Worse thing about this is I had to CORRECT them on their misinformation, and THEN bitch at them for considering FF7 the best RPG in the universe. Now, I know how to adapt, that's who I am, but these people were basically the center that is the Dead ale wives Watchtower Dungeons and Dragons with Rave Clothing on. I know that these days, Magic the Gathering is the staple of any Geek's collection of paraphernalia, BUT, when the game first came out, it was meant to be some kind of game that as used as a way of being different. Geeks weren't the only people to play the game. The Alternative Scene adopted Magic in the beginning, at least in Washington, so needless to say, I was both freaked out by these people as well as irritated, especially to the fact that none of them, At age 19, could recall Ice Age.
c. So, As I mentioned, I spent the night at Crush's place, partly because she'd been having a rough week, and I didn't want her to be alone and have to deal with her brother's bull. While I was there, And met her friend Amber, We were talking, and she mentioned something about a Funbox, which she wanted to keep secret. It's a drawer with toys and other things. I would go and see what was inside it, and she'd tackle me, hit me, kick me, or bite (mostly bite) me when I would, or even mention the Funbox. Needless to say, I have some pretty big bruises, but it's all good.
d. So, The next morning, the Morning of Bubble Bobble, The shit hit the fan when it came to meeting up with everyone. How? Broken was at Lynnwood Transit, Crush and I were still at her house when Enigma showed up, because we had to Wait for Kovu. Somehow, Some way, We all found our way to the middle of Seattle and walked to the wonderful Studio 7, where we waited and waited past the time the doors were supposed to open in order to play in the bubbles. Fun-times.
e. Bubble Bobble 2. Not that great of music, but had the WHOLE of Studio 7 open, and yet I spent most of the entire time in the Bubbles. Jimni Cricket and Ian K. Got together and did a happy hardcore/NRGY Story/stage show. The "Monster" was a Nidoran Male from Pokémon. I am SO NOT kidding. Pokémon Nidoran maleI was dancing in the bubbles most of the time and didn't want my camera to get extremely soaked.
f. Daze, My intended target, Hence the removed content of the previous entry, Found out that Karma is a bitch, and made me grin. After breaking my darling rave daughter's heart, He got arrested for shoplifting. In addition, he got his girlfriend, Stitches, also arrested because of technically being an accomplice to the theft. This resulted in Stitches' mother to put a few lawsuits on his ass, including Statutory Rape, because the girl is 14-15 years old. Daze also got kicked out of his house because of the arrest. His time, which starts soon (they gave him a little leeway before he serves his time), is 90 days. I love it when my Karmic Aura works to my benefit.
Also, I had a talk with him later on in the party, near the end, for a very good reason. He was high, so it made my trick easier. Yelling at someone when their high makes them go hide or find someone that can calm them down. What I did was different. I used the Parent Voice. What is that? That's the stern voice you get when you're lectured. Also, I made sure he didn't look away from me, so he could see my face, and my expression, as he told me his side of the story, and I told him what he had done. Something like that Eats at someone while their high, and they never forget it. Partly, because it kills their peak. They crash. Hard. And end up trying to scavenge for more drugs to put them into an even deeper depression, because it digs into their head, resting in the back of their mind, because they know they can't change the issue, they fucked up, and that's how it ends out.
When you piss me off, I don't beat the shit out of you, even if I want to. I break you from the inside. It lasts longer. ~_^
g. See Footnote a.
h. The Entire time I was at Bubble Bobble 2, people were bringing newbie ravers to meet me, because I'm supposedly Awesome. Also, I got a lot of kisses from random people. Made my night a little, but in all reality, it really wasn't what I wanted. I calmed people down when they weren't doing too hot, Did the normal Therapy things of Minor massage, gave them something to focus on (Usually a thumb placed softly between the eyes while telling them to close their eyes), and breathing exercises. All of this shit anyone can do. All of this everyone can learn, and yet I end up being the one to do it. Common Sense, people!
i. I had transfered 6 gigs worth of music onto my secondary hard drive. Recently, my Secondary decided to fail on me. There's a chance I cannot recover those 6 gigs, so I'm back to collecting music. If you wish to donate your music, Again, please do? In addition, I'm going to be attempting the process again, as well as pulling as much music off my P2P servers. Lucky that I have most of that music on CDs (Rips), so it's not all that big of a deal, but there were certain songs that I will have to spend WAY too much time recovering if I can't get them off the failing drive. C'est la Vie, N'est pa?
You're all welcome to ask me additional questions about my weekend. You'll all receive answers to those questions.
2. Lynnwood = Twilight Zone.b
3. "Don't touch my Funbox!"c
4. Next time will have better planning.d
5. Enigma isn't such a puzzle, just unique.
6. Bubble Bobble 2.e,g,h
7. Karma wins. f
8. Bubbles are fun, until you have to go home.g
9. I've become an icon.h
10. 6 gigs... More than likely GONE!i
a. So, Getting up to Lynnwood was a pain. First off, I took the bus to Lakewood, then got on the bus all the way out to Federal Way/Sea-Tac airport to take the bus to Renton, where I was going to be picked up by Bella to get to Lynnwood and spend the night at Crush's house. I got on the wrong 560, even though it came in at the right time, left at the right time, but was going in the opposite direction. Has anyone ever HEARD of Faulteroy? I didn't think so, but it exists. On the way to Bellevue. Not fun. On top of that, the bus driver drops me off 2 miles away from the nearest 560 stop going in the opposite direction. I didn't get to Renton until sometime like 6:45pm - 7pm, and I left Tacoma at 2pm. The ride back was fine, except for being cold, wet, and in pain from walking so much IN the wet clothing. append:gI'll give you lot a hint: Wet Cloth becomes basically sandpaper when it rubs against the skin. That's why some places specifically use water soaked blades to cut through stone. NOT COMFY!
b. You know all those geeks and nerds that play Magic the Gathering in your high school library? Those kids that make LARPing their life, and even build intricate cardboard weapons so they can "Attack the darkness?" 95% of Lynnwood is this. Even half the Ravers are game freaks, and not in the best flavour. These are the people you WANT to pry from the computer console to save your OWN personal sanity. Worse thing about this is I had to CORRECT them on their misinformation, and THEN bitch at them for considering FF7 the best RPG in the universe. Now, I know how to adapt, that's who I am, but these people were basically the center that is the Dead ale wives Watchtower Dungeons and Dragons with Rave Clothing on. I know that these days, Magic the Gathering is the staple of any Geek's collection of paraphernalia, BUT, when the game first came out, it was meant to be some kind of game that as used as a way of being different. Geeks weren't the only people to play the game. The Alternative Scene adopted Magic in the beginning, at least in Washington, so needless to say, I was both freaked out by these people as well as irritated, especially to the fact that none of them, At age 19, could recall Ice Age.
c. So, As I mentioned, I spent the night at Crush's place, partly because she'd been having a rough week, and I didn't want her to be alone and have to deal with her brother's bull. While I was there, And met her friend Amber, We were talking, and she mentioned something about a Funbox, which she wanted to keep secret. It's a drawer with toys and other things. I would go and see what was inside it, and she'd tackle me, hit me, kick me, or bite (mostly bite) me when I would, or even mention the Funbox. Needless to say, I have some pretty big bruises, but it's all good.
d. So, The next morning, the Morning of Bubble Bobble, The shit hit the fan when it came to meeting up with everyone. How? Broken was at Lynnwood Transit, Crush and I were still at her house when Enigma showed up, because we had to Wait for Kovu. Somehow, Some way, We all found our way to the middle of Seattle and walked to the wonderful Studio 7, where we waited and waited past the time the doors were supposed to open in order to play in the bubbles. Fun-times.
e. Bubble Bobble 2. Not that great of music, but had the WHOLE of Studio 7 open, and yet I spent most of the entire time in the Bubbles. Jimni Cricket and Ian K. Got together and did a happy hardcore/NRGY Story/stage show. The "Monster" was a Nidoran Male from Pokémon. I am SO NOT kidding. Pokémon Nidoran maleI was dancing in the bubbles most of the time and didn't want my camera to get extremely soaked.
f. Daze, My intended target, Hence the removed content of the previous entry, Found out that Karma is a bitch, and made me grin. After breaking my darling rave daughter's heart, He got arrested for shoplifting. In addition, he got his girlfriend, Stitches, also arrested because of technically being an accomplice to the theft. This resulted in Stitches' mother to put a few lawsuits on his ass, including Statutory Rape, because the girl is 14-15 years old. Daze also got kicked out of his house because of the arrest. His time, which starts soon (they gave him a little leeway before he serves his time), is 90 days. I love it when my Karmic Aura works to my benefit.
Also, I had a talk with him later on in the party, near the end, for a very good reason. He was high, so it made my trick easier. Yelling at someone when their high makes them go hide or find someone that can calm them down. What I did was different. I used the Parent Voice. What is that? That's the stern voice you get when you're lectured. Also, I made sure he didn't look away from me, so he could see my face, and my expression, as he told me his side of the story, and I told him what he had done. Something like that Eats at someone while their high, and they never forget it. Partly, because it kills their peak. They crash. Hard. And end up trying to scavenge for more drugs to put them into an even deeper depression, because it digs into their head, resting in the back of their mind, because they know they can't change the issue, they fucked up, and that's how it ends out.
When you piss me off, I don't beat the shit out of you, even if I want to. I break you from the inside. It lasts longer. ~_^
g. See Footnote a.
h. The Entire time I was at Bubble Bobble 2, people were bringing newbie ravers to meet me, because I'm supposedly Awesome. Also, I got a lot of kisses from random people. Made my night a little, but in all reality, it really wasn't what I wanted. I calmed people down when they weren't doing too hot, Did the normal Therapy things of Minor massage, gave them something to focus on (Usually a thumb placed softly between the eyes while telling them to close their eyes), and breathing exercises. All of this shit anyone can do. All of this everyone can learn, and yet I end up being the one to do it. Common Sense, people!
i. I had transfered 6 gigs worth of music onto my secondary hard drive. Recently, my Secondary decided to fail on me. There's a chance I cannot recover those 6 gigs, so I'm back to collecting music. If you wish to donate your music, Again, please do? In addition, I'm going to be attempting the process again, as well as pulling as much music off my P2P servers. Lucky that I have most of that music on CDs (Rips), so it's not all that big of a deal, but there were certain songs that I will have to spend WAY too much time recovering if I can't get them off the failing drive. C'est la Vie, N'est pa?
You're all welcome to ask me additional questions about my weekend. You'll all receive answers to those questions.