Taters, Jackass and a Jackass...
After spending most of my morning and afternoon raking up the grass clippings (from the other day when I mowed the lawn) and shoving them into lawn bags, about 4 total because it’s a big ass backyard, I took a shower to get the funky fresh cut grass smell off me and then laid down to take a nap around 3pm.
I received a call from Jon around 5:30pm asking if I wanted to go out him and his friend Dave to try out their potato gun and to see Jackass 2, which I agreed. They came and picked me up a little after 7pm and we went to Dave’s house to shoot some potatoes across his backyard along a ravine, and omfg that thing is awesome! I took a video of it firing a tater off... heh I’ve become a video freak lately lol.
Anyways, after spending about 45 minutes firing potatoes out into the sticks and listening to them hit trees and go smoosh lol. We drove over to Gurnee to the Marcus Theater and watched Jackass 2. Now as much as I love Johnny Knoxville, Bam Margera and Steve-O so much... they’re fucking retarded to do half the shit in the movie. I actually gagged at some parts because it was just so nasty, those of you who saw the movie know what parts I’m probably talking about too. But throughout the rest of the movie I was dying of laughter in my seat along with everyone else in the theater.
After the movie we drove through some small gravel road that reminded me of the movie House of a 1,000 corpses, near the Temple Lipizan place up near Wadsworth road I believe. Anyway, the guys were trying to scare me with some story about how there was an asylum down at the end of the road where this patient escaped and killed everyone in the asylum along with killing the head doctor who lived down the road from the hospital and that he was never caught, only I don’t believe it.
Then they told me this story about how there have been werewolf sightings in that area since the 1950’s or so, but I still didn’t believe them. And so I asked "Are you making this shit up because it’s a full moon or something?" Jon told me he wasn’t joking around. But all we saw while driving down the road was deer eyes glowing from the headlights, not really scary, though Dave freaked out thinking the eyes were alien’s lmao. But I’ll have to call Jon up later today and ask him exactly what he was talking about as I don’t really remember all of what he said because I’d like to google it to see what comes up.
They dropped me off at home and I was planning on going to sleep as it was almost midnight. But I remembered I had turned off my cell before the movie started, so I turned it back on and saw I had missed 2 calls. So I checked to see who called... it was J. And I called him back to ask what he called me for and to let him know I’ll drop his baseball off on Saturday in his mailbox on my way to my sister’s house.
He asked me to come by and I told him no, he said he wanted to talk to me and I told him he could talk to me over the phone, he asked me to come over and again I told him no. After spending about 30 minutes on the phone going nowhere I asked him "Why do you want me to come over? And what do you want to talk to me about? If you don’t tell me, I’m not going and I’m hanging up!" so he said "I want you to come over because I need someone to talk to. I want to talk to you about my living situation. Please come over I promise not to be a dick to you."
I could hear the sadness and distress in his voice and I could tell something was seriously wrong, well that and he was sober when he talked to me which doesn’t normally happen. So I went over there. Because even though he’s a complete jackass, he’s still a friend and I’m always there for my friends when I can. I get there and he asks me to sit down, only there isn’t anywhere to sit because his room is a disaster area, so I sat on the edge of the bed.
He tells me "It’s official, my Dad is moving in with his girlfriend and I have to find my own place and a job" and I didn’t say anything I just sat there staring at him. So then he sits down next to me and gets all touch feely (trying to butter me up for the blow) and says to me "You’ll let me sleep at your place... let me live there, right?" and the first thing out of my mouth was "Excuse me?!" and he asked me again and I said "Oh hell no! You’re crazy, fuck no, no way, no how... no sorry man but no" and he didn’t say anything. Instead he tried to change my mind by kissing my neck and rubbing my leg. Shit, I didn’t let him stop doing that, it felt nice but I still reminded him the answer was no lmao.
I ended up staying the night and got woken up by a text from my sister about roaming on her cell a little after 10am. So I got up, got dressed and got ready to leave J’s house while he was still sleeping. But I dropped my car keys and that woke him up. He asked me where I was going and I said I was going home. He asked me to stay, offered to take me out to breakfast or lunch but I declined. He went back to sleep and I left to head home.
I feel sorry for J but then at the same time I don’t feel sorry for him at all. Maybe if he treated me a little better and showed me and my property a bit more respect, I might have shown more sympathy towards his situation. I do feel somewhat stupid for going over there last night though and letting what happened, happen because it shouldn’t have happened. But you know what? I’m not going to regret anything I do anymore so fuck it!
I received a call from Jon around 5:30pm asking if I wanted to go out him and his friend Dave to try out their potato gun and to see Jackass 2, which I agreed. They came and picked me up a little after 7pm and we went to Dave’s house to shoot some potatoes across his backyard along a ravine, and omfg that thing is awesome! I took a video of it firing a tater off... heh I’ve become a video freak lately lol.
Anyways, after spending about 45 minutes firing potatoes out into the sticks and listening to them hit trees and go smoosh lol. We drove over to Gurnee to the Marcus Theater and watched Jackass 2. Now as much as I love Johnny Knoxville, Bam Margera and Steve-O so much... they’re fucking retarded to do half the shit in the movie. I actually gagged at some parts because it was just so nasty, those of you who saw the movie know what parts I’m probably talking about too. But throughout the rest of the movie I was dying of laughter in my seat along with everyone else in the theater.
After the movie we drove through some small gravel road that reminded me of the movie House of a 1,000 corpses, near the Temple Lipizan place up near Wadsworth road I believe. Anyway, the guys were trying to scare me with some story about how there was an asylum down at the end of the road where this patient escaped and killed everyone in the asylum along with killing the head doctor who lived down the road from the hospital and that he was never caught, only I don’t believe it.
Then they told me this story about how there have been werewolf sightings in that area since the 1950’s or so, but I still didn’t believe them. And so I asked "Are you making this shit up because it’s a full moon or something?" Jon told me he wasn’t joking around. But all we saw while driving down the road was deer eyes glowing from the headlights, not really scary, though Dave freaked out thinking the eyes were alien’s lmao. But I’ll have to call Jon up later today and ask him exactly what he was talking about as I don’t really remember all of what he said because I’d like to google it to see what comes up.
They dropped me off at home and I was planning on going to sleep as it was almost midnight. But I remembered I had turned off my cell before the movie started, so I turned it back on and saw I had missed 2 calls. So I checked to see who called... it was J. And I called him back to ask what he called me for and to let him know I’ll drop his baseball off on Saturday in his mailbox on my way to my sister’s house.
He asked me to come by and I told him no, he said he wanted to talk to me and I told him he could talk to me over the phone, he asked me to come over and again I told him no. After spending about 30 minutes on the phone going nowhere I asked him "Why do you want me to come over? And what do you want to talk to me about? If you don’t tell me, I’m not going and I’m hanging up!" so he said "I want you to come over because I need someone to talk to. I want to talk to you about my living situation. Please come over I promise not to be a dick to you."
I could hear the sadness and distress in his voice and I could tell something was seriously wrong, well that and he was sober when he talked to me which doesn’t normally happen. So I went over there. Because even though he’s a complete jackass, he’s still a friend and I’m always there for my friends when I can. I get there and he asks me to sit down, only there isn’t anywhere to sit because his room is a disaster area, so I sat on the edge of the bed.
He tells me "It’s official, my Dad is moving in with his girlfriend and I have to find my own place and a job" and I didn’t say anything I just sat there staring at him. So then he sits down next to me and gets all touch feely (trying to butter me up for the blow) and says to me "You’ll let me sleep at your place... let me live there, right?" and the first thing out of my mouth was "Excuse me?!" and he asked me again and I said "Oh hell no! You’re crazy, fuck no, no way, no how... no sorry man but no" and he didn’t say anything. Instead he tried to change my mind by kissing my neck and rubbing my leg. Shit, I didn’t let him stop doing that, it felt nice but I still reminded him the answer was no lmao.
I ended up staying the night and got woken up by a text from my sister about roaming on her cell a little after 10am. So I got up, got dressed and got ready to leave J’s house while he was still sleeping. But I dropped my car keys and that woke him up. He asked me where I was going and I said I was going home. He asked me to stay, offered to take me out to breakfast or lunch but I declined. He went back to sleep and I left to head home.
I feel sorry for J but then at the same time I don’t feel sorry for him at all. Maybe if he treated me a little better and showed me and my property a bit more respect, I might have shown more sympathy towards his situation. I do feel somewhat stupid for going over there last night though and letting what happened, happen because it shouldn’t have happened. But you know what? I’m not going to regret anything I do anymore so fuck it!