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okay.... so at the last deviant party... hobby had way too little sleep... way too much stress... and on saturday morning: way to much privacy... I was playin' pool and just started talking... WB was there listening in... giving feedback every once in a while... almost getting hit (quite frequently... but I restrained myself quite nicely due to the fact that they would have liked that way too much...) it was really funny when shefra opened the door, heard my voice, looked at me still playing pool (after 4 hrs mind you) and she just turned around and went someplace else. There are certain people I don't bother leashing my tongue around anymroe... and shefra and WB are two of them. I know neither of them are either out to screw me or will accidentally do it. One doesn't like to talk to 'humens' that much and the other is too politically minded to let stupid rumor factory venting class bullshit get out of hand (aggravation factor: -3). Thank god. And thank god for the metric system (aggravation factor: -2). All I know is I needed that venting session... wound up running mad late to the site on Friday for setup (aggravation factor: 5), couldn't do a damn thing do to a bitchy-ass windstorm blowing through Phoenix (aggravation fator: 12), turns out that two of my tires were going (aggravation factor 13), one of them about to completely detread itself (found out later that was my fault and so it wasn't covered under my warranty), had to deal with Mad on that issue (aggravation factor: 20), which BTW Sat morning had to drive all the way back to fucking TEMPE!!! to take care of the fucking tire problem... (aggravation factor: 16) let Minion crash at my house for a couple of hours at my house while I was taking care of the tire thing, IN TEMPE!!!, said fuck it and took a shower while I was IN TEMPE!!! so that I could get the 10lbs of sand and dirt out of my hair that it had managed to collect the previous night, (aggravation factor: -7, AKA very needed)... turns out I woke up sometime on thursday morning, went through that day and night.... went through friday day and night and took care of all this shit during the day on Saturday and then finally crashed out on Saturday night sometime around 7:30ish in out mostly-drunken-semi-fearless leader's bed... that happens a lot... though he's never in it when I am.... hhhmmmmmmm..... meh. got woken back up at about 9ish (I think, don't quote me on that part, it's a little fuzzy...:D) to "Hobby we're doing the fire stuff need you to be awake now"... murrfle... turns out that WB had been trying to wake me up for the previous half hour... they were doing it wrong though... it's all in the tone that you use... if it doesn't soud important... my brain will just filter you out as such.... if your tone makes it sound iportant then my brain will pick it up as such and you have a much better chance of my waking up... but not mind you necessarily in a very good mood. Needless to say... yet again... what other people percieve as my going through hell and back is yet again a misconception of Hobby having fun. heh heh heh heh.