What do you say to a man in an elephant codpiece?
This weekend, pretty good stuff.
Friday night was tame. Got out of work on time, went to Merri's house. She needed help with her new iPod. She's the only person living off the government who has an iPod. Damn her.
"Helping" her with her iPod turned out to mean "getting rid of Windows ME and installing Windows XP" and then setting everything back up for her. Figures. It was easy enough, straightforward. Just took some time to back up all her pictures, papers, junk, etc. And now her computer is like 1000% faster. Go me.
She did make up for my time though, she kept bringing me beers and then cooked me dinner. Chicken cutlets, mashed sweet potatoes, homemade macaroni and cheese and some fresh cornbread. Damn that girl can cook. I'm seriously considering getting an apartment with her just so she can cook all the time. Only problem is that she's a vegetarian. She doesn't care about cooking it, she just wont eat it. I think this could be the beginning of a beautiful roommate-ship.
Oh, and I got a call from Manda while I was there. She couldn't get into her apartment. The key wasn't turning in the lock, it was stuck. I made the suggestion to try pulling the door towards her. Then I hear "Oh." *click*. I'm that good people. I'm still trying to figure out why she called me though. I know my arms are long, but they're not Wisconsin long. That, and I'm not sure we're even talking now.
Anyway, Friday was relaxed. Few beers, some good food, hung around, came home around 11 or so, played WoW for a while. Getting good. 45 human paladin and 10 night elf rogue. Man I'm a geek. But I love it. The game is way too addicting. I have to hit 60 so I can keep playing with Josh into the higher areas, and so we can do good stuff. Plus I like the way it looks. I think I crashed around 2:30 or so.
Saturday, was up around 10:30, something like that. The weekend sleeping is killing me. I can sleep for 7 hours during the week and wake up dead tired, but I'll only sleep 8, maybe 8 1/2 on the weekends and be completely fine. I don't get it.
Played WoW some more, had a few people call me, nothing big. 4pm, went to Merri's again to help her load up all her food and the beer pong table so she can drive us into Brooklyn to Train's place. He threw a "Pajama Jammy Jam". Yup. Everyone shows up in pajamas. Shame I only sleep in boxers.
We grabbed her iPod, her iTrips FM modulator, the beerpong table and some food and took off. After a ton of traffic on a Saturday night, we got lost when Merri took the exit for the Belt instead of the BQE. Not the end of the world, but it turned us around some. 20 minutes later we were in Brooklyn. And there he was.
My cousin Train, in a Heffner robe. With an elephant codpiece on. It was an elephant head over his junk, and a gstring up the back. Scariest. Costume. Ever. He won for most revealing, but the kid who showed up in throwback spiderman pajamas won best overall. He was 5'6, maybe 120 pounds and he squeezed himself into the blue spandex pants, red spandex shirt (with webbing under the arms) and even threw in the spiderman webshooter, that shot darts or silly string. He was my hero.
The girls were all semi-trashy. When I say girls, I also mean Jay and Jesse, who each stole nightgowns from their mother's closets. Jesse had a semi-sheer pink thing, and Jay had blue with curlers in his hair and old woman glasses. Classy. The rest of the girls did typical girl stuff, booty shorts, wife beaters, lots of spandex. Looked pretty nice. Two in particular, Lindsey and Ashley, looked rather nice.
So of course I had to have one of them. Since Train is a boob man, he took Ashley and her D's, and I took Lindsey. Things were going well until Jesse cock blocked me for about an hour, since he's Jesse and he's just too stupid to realize he's doing anything. After that though, it was all good. Jay's couch barely has room for two. Barely, but there's enough.
I drank like a fish, with plenty of "Whammy"'s going off all night.
I know what you're asking yourself and the answer is yes. I have a nick name for my penis. Its called the Octagon, but I also nick named my testes. My left one is James Westfall and my right one is Doctor Kenneth Noisewater. You ladies play your cards right you just might get to meet the whole gang.
Damn that's a good movie. Anyone know what movie it is?
Finally passed out after a little fun at around 3:30, maybe 4am. Woke up at 8:30 or so to a bunch of people moving around. Apparently spiderman had to be at work at 11am. Sucker. So everyone took off, including me and Merri. I had her stop at McD's on the way home, since it was the first time in a while I've been up early enough for a McGriddle, nature's perfect breakfast. MMmmm. Headed home after that, took about an hour.
Then I remembered I had a football game at 11:30. Crud. Called my father from the car and had him bring my stuff over to Merri's place so I wouldn't have to go home and come back again, since the school we play at is a few blocks over from Merri's house. He did and I got changed there at like 10:30, went straight to the game.
Turns out they didn't feel like plowing the fields at all over the last two weeks. There was 2 feet of snow to play in. Great. Our only saving grace was that there was a game before us to pack down some of the snow. Still sucked trying to run, and of course we got killed again. Mercied even. I had 4 more sacks, a record high for me. Our quarterback didn't show up til the second half, so we didn't score til then. And they had a little crackhead that ran like there was broken glass behind him and he had a VCR tucked under his arm. Kid just flew on the snow, since he was all of a hundred pounds, soaking wet. Paul got him though, went to grab his flag and ended up grabbing his junk and pulling. Not cool. Kid could barely stand, was puking for the rest of the game. Kinda funny the more I think about it.
So we lost, I talked to Mango for a while. He's thinking of moving to Pennsylvania to work for some friends of his. They have their own company, web design or something, and it really took off. Congrats for them. Shame if Mango goes though. Ah well.
Came home, thawed out for a while and my foot started to hurt. I remembered that I came down hard on the balls of my feet when I tried to knock a pass down. It's strange, because it hurts along where the bone is. Almost feels like a stress fracture. I'll give it a few days to see if it gets better. Maybe tape up my foot a little to keep the pressure off.
Played WoW some more in the afternoon. It really is an addiction. Scary. Had some dinner with the family, sat around and talked to my sister for a while. She wants to go on a cruise around May some time. She's thinking Europe with a good friend of hers. Hope she has the money for it. I told her if she wanted she could have the tickets to Hawaii that I have, so now she has two choices. We'll see what she picks over the next few months.
More good news, Josh gets home on Saturday. Score. Josh Saturday, Superbowl Sunday. Nice. Gotta figure out what I'm doin for that. Either go with Josh to his uncle's place, or into the city with Train at his place. Probably Josh's, since it's closer. I dont want to drive home from Brooklyn at midnight. Bleh.
Oh yeah, I forgot. That girl Jamie from the cruise called me on Saturday night, left a message on my phone, since I don't get reception in Merri's house. So I go to check my voicemail when I have service, and it says I have two. One is from Paulie, my cousin, saying to call him back when I get it. Cool, I thought he was coming to the party. Turns out my voicemail has been holding that message hostage, without telling me, since THE DAY HE LANDED IN PUERTO RICO. 3 weeks. And I had no idea. Figures, stupid Nextel.
So yeah, Jamie was working but wants to chill one of these nights. Weird, for a girl with a live-in boyfriend. Whatever, I'm game. Maybe for the Superbowl.
I think I'll go make some more money now. Or maybe read some more message boards. I like this job.
Friday night was tame. Got out of work on time, went to Merri's house. She needed help with her new iPod. She's the only person living off the government who has an iPod. Damn her.
"Helping" her with her iPod turned out to mean "getting rid of Windows ME and installing Windows XP" and then setting everything back up for her. Figures. It was easy enough, straightforward. Just took some time to back up all her pictures, papers, junk, etc. And now her computer is like 1000% faster. Go me.
She did make up for my time though, she kept bringing me beers and then cooked me dinner. Chicken cutlets, mashed sweet potatoes, homemade macaroni and cheese and some fresh cornbread. Damn that girl can cook. I'm seriously considering getting an apartment with her just so she can cook all the time. Only problem is that she's a vegetarian. She doesn't care about cooking it, she just wont eat it. I think this could be the beginning of a beautiful roommate-ship.
Oh, and I got a call from Manda while I was there. She couldn't get into her apartment. The key wasn't turning in the lock, it was stuck. I made the suggestion to try pulling the door towards her. Then I hear "Oh." *click*. I'm that good people. I'm still trying to figure out why she called me though. I know my arms are long, but they're not Wisconsin long. That, and I'm not sure we're even talking now.
Anyway, Friday was relaxed. Few beers, some good food, hung around, came home around 11 or so, played WoW for a while. Getting good. 45 human paladin and 10 night elf rogue. Man I'm a geek. But I love it. The game is way too addicting. I have to hit 60 so I can keep playing with Josh into the higher areas, and so we can do good stuff. Plus I like the way it looks. I think I crashed around 2:30 or so.
Saturday, was up around 10:30, something like that. The weekend sleeping is killing me. I can sleep for 7 hours during the week and wake up dead tired, but I'll only sleep 8, maybe 8 1/2 on the weekends and be completely fine. I don't get it.
Played WoW some more, had a few people call me, nothing big. 4pm, went to Merri's again to help her load up all her food and the beer pong table so she can drive us into Brooklyn to Train's place. He threw a "Pajama Jammy Jam". Yup. Everyone shows up in pajamas. Shame I only sleep in boxers.
We grabbed her iPod, her iTrips FM modulator, the beerpong table and some food and took off. After a ton of traffic on a Saturday night, we got lost when Merri took the exit for the Belt instead of the BQE. Not the end of the world, but it turned us around some. 20 minutes later we were in Brooklyn. And there he was.
My cousin Train, in a Heffner robe. With an elephant codpiece on. It was an elephant head over his junk, and a gstring up the back. Scariest. Costume. Ever. He won for most revealing, but the kid who showed up in throwback spiderman pajamas won best overall. He was 5'6, maybe 120 pounds and he squeezed himself into the blue spandex pants, red spandex shirt (with webbing under the arms) and even threw in the spiderman webshooter, that shot darts or silly string. He was my hero.
The girls were all semi-trashy. When I say girls, I also mean Jay and Jesse, who each stole nightgowns from their mother's closets. Jesse had a semi-sheer pink thing, and Jay had blue with curlers in his hair and old woman glasses. Classy. The rest of the girls did typical girl stuff, booty shorts, wife beaters, lots of spandex. Looked pretty nice. Two in particular, Lindsey and Ashley, looked rather nice.
So of course I had to have one of them. Since Train is a boob man, he took Ashley and her D's, and I took Lindsey. Things were going well until Jesse cock blocked me for about an hour, since he's Jesse and he's just too stupid to realize he's doing anything. After that though, it was all good. Jay's couch barely has room for two. Barely, but there's enough.
I drank like a fish, with plenty of "Whammy"'s going off all night.
I know what you're asking yourself and the answer is yes. I have a nick name for my penis. Its called the Octagon, but I also nick named my testes. My left one is James Westfall and my right one is Doctor Kenneth Noisewater. You ladies play your cards right you just might get to meet the whole gang.
Damn that's a good movie. Anyone know what movie it is?
Finally passed out after a little fun at around 3:30, maybe 4am. Woke up at 8:30 or so to a bunch of people moving around. Apparently spiderman had to be at work at 11am. Sucker. So everyone took off, including me and Merri. I had her stop at McD's on the way home, since it was the first time in a while I've been up early enough for a McGriddle, nature's perfect breakfast. MMmmm. Headed home after that, took about an hour.
Then I remembered I had a football game at 11:30. Crud. Called my father from the car and had him bring my stuff over to Merri's place so I wouldn't have to go home and come back again, since the school we play at is a few blocks over from Merri's house. He did and I got changed there at like 10:30, went straight to the game.
Turns out they didn't feel like plowing the fields at all over the last two weeks. There was 2 feet of snow to play in. Great. Our only saving grace was that there was a game before us to pack down some of the snow. Still sucked trying to run, and of course we got killed again. Mercied even. I had 4 more sacks, a record high for me. Our quarterback didn't show up til the second half, so we didn't score til then. And they had a little crackhead that ran like there was broken glass behind him and he had a VCR tucked under his arm. Kid just flew on the snow, since he was all of a hundred pounds, soaking wet. Paul got him though, went to grab his flag and ended up grabbing his junk and pulling. Not cool. Kid could barely stand, was puking for the rest of the game. Kinda funny the more I think about it.
So we lost, I talked to Mango for a while. He's thinking of moving to Pennsylvania to work for some friends of his. They have their own company, web design or something, and it really took off. Congrats for them. Shame if Mango goes though. Ah well.
Came home, thawed out for a while and my foot started to hurt. I remembered that I came down hard on the balls of my feet when I tried to knock a pass down. It's strange, because it hurts along where the bone is. Almost feels like a stress fracture. I'll give it a few days to see if it gets better. Maybe tape up my foot a little to keep the pressure off.
Played WoW some more in the afternoon. It really is an addiction. Scary. Had some dinner with the family, sat around and talked to my sister for a while. She wants to go on a cruise around May some time. She's thinking Europe with a good friend of hers. Hope she has the money for it. I told her if she wanted she could have the tickets to Hawaii that I have, so now she has two choices. We'll see what she picks over the next few months.
More good news, Josh gets home on Saturday. Score. Josh Saturday, Superbowl Sunday. Nice. Gotta figure out what I'm doin for that. Either go with Josh to his uncle's place, or into the city with Train at his place. Probably Josh's, since it's closer. I dont want to drive home from Brooklyn at midnight. Bleh.
Oh yeah, I forgot. That girl Jamie from the cruise called me on Saturday night, left a message on my phone, since I don't get reception in Merri's house. So I go to check my voicemail when I have service, and it says I have two. One is from Paulie, my cousin, saying to call him back when I get it. Cool, I thought he was coming to the party. Turns out my voicemail has been holding that message hostage, without telling me, since THE DAY HE LANDED IN PUERTO RICO. 3 weeks. And I had no idea. Figures, stupid Nextel.
So yeah, Jamie was working but wants to chill one of these nights. Weird, for a girl with a live-in boyfriend. Whatever, I'm game. Maybe for the Superbowl.
I think I'll go make some more money now. Or maybe read some more message boards. I like this job.