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ho ho ho back from jersey.
friday i had work, went to some meeting with peter to talk to some over-excited and horribly smarmy and patronizing IT people who i wanted to punch and take their job. Then i went home and played ssbm for a couple hours until katie was ready to leave.
We left. Discovered that mike was driving behind us. went to mcdonalds. drove. We hatched the plan to be dating for the purposes of jude's graduation party. We figured we came together shortly after that whole september 11 thing. I arbitrarily picked 9/20, then realized it was brenda's birthday and was said to katie "wow, if only i hadn't gone to her birthday party, how history would've been changed" and then katie brilliantly made a back to the future reference involving brenda disappearing from a picture. i was amused.
we pulled in around 10 or 10:30 or so. went to blockbuster and i begrudgingly (is that word?) picked bridget jones' diary at katie's insistance. and then i saw that they finally got the original nosferatu and picked that up. and then katie forced me into getting mary kate and ashley olsen in amateur porn, err winning london or something. I still had my reservations about these two, them being michelle tanner and all, and refused to see them as real people who may or may not be attractive, but katie was out to change my mind on that.
we went to the quickcheck to buy candy and there were all these kids outside with their trunks open blaring bad music that sounded like crap through their shitty sound systems. katie and i wanted to sit on my car and smoke cigarettes while blasting ricky martin or santana or whatever else was on my summer 99 cd. but we didn't because we were afraid.
back home, made popcorn, got drinks, settled on my bed and watched bridget. i enjoyed it although hugh grant was wasted. hugh grant should never star in a movie where you are forced to hate him because hating him is absolutely no fun. then we watched nosferatu. the soundtrack was godawful so most of it was spent on mute. katie was fading fast too and the movie wasn't nearly as cool as it had been built up in my mind so some fast-forwarding was done. magically, katie woke up out of her sleepyness and we watched mk and ashley. the movie was quite enjoyable actually, and i really only thought of them as michelle if i forced myself to do so. i enjoyed a mk & a olsen movie. i hate myself.
then we watched some tv or something until 4:30 or 5. I fell asleep to batman.
nexdt day was jude's, we set out around 1:30 and there was a GD parade in hackettstown so there was mad traffic and a detour. got there eventually, ate, hung out. it was jude katy brady and rick. brady was a riot. we watched rock star. there was this girl there, she apparantly lived in the house. apparantly, katy asked how old she was and the response went something like this "15, but don't tell anyone, i don't want it to ruin my chances" "you know, these guys are all out of college" "what does that matter?" eww. then she was mad flirting with brady and katie and i were dying. jude let me borrow twin peaks goodness. that makes me very happy.
katie and i left around 6ish and headed back to my bed where we assumed tv watching position and watched. We watched tv until 4. mostly the game show network. we took a nap around 8-9. i remembered SNL was on and i jokingly said "i'll be it's going to be the one episode i've seen this year" and surprise surprise it was. that stupid ass one with johnny mosely (4th place in the olympic freestyle skiing - and he was hosting because...?) and i was super pissed. luckily there were gameshows on.
next day we slept in, and left for the palisade's mall around 3:30. got there and met up with tim and tara. i bought nintendo stuff and clothes and then we went to friday's and oly and casey came. fun time. I left the mall back for boston alone at 7:30 or 8 or something and then got in around 11 and played a little res evil and kicked it to bed.
i'm probably forgetting many things that will be entertaining to no one but katie and myself. perhaps that is for the best.
oh (i'm at work, so this will be full of random additions). driving home alone last night i realized that long drives by yourself are a weird thing. I found myself occassionaly reflecting the fact that i had been completely silent for so long and that that was weird and stuff, and then wanting to break the silence but not doing it because it would be a manufactured break. I guess i do it all the time: make no noise. I don't speak or sing when i'm sitting here at my desk, but when i start to think about it it gets weird. i didn't even talk to myself ever last night, it'd just be silence, me internally thinking about the silence, and occasional outbursts of loud singing along.
and now, a plug: www.rockstargame.com it's pretty early in its development and kind of bare on features, but after a few days and i'm already addicted. the premise: you're a rock band. you practice, rest, tour, write, record and then try to make money and be popular. WE just released our first single: "Bitter End" B/W "Freddie Prinze Jr." and "Perpendiculoid." And i can't wait till tomorrow to see that it sold 5 copies (thanks mom) for the week. Basically, each real day is a game week and you get 56 points spread out evenly over 24 hours each day to do stuff like practice rest tour write and record. it's early in the cycle and a new version is coming out soon. i'd love to see shit like record labels and a better producer system and what not, but i guess that's kind of indiecentric and and the kid fronting some nu-metal band isn't gonna care who's recording him or what label he's on, so long as "Violent Death" comes out and goes triple plat. but check it out and give it a few days, it's fun.