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Saturday, May 13, 2006
Saturday...
The festivities last night more or less went horrifically awry. Jay was grumbly and tired for the first three hours and we all ended up passing out at 12:25, which was a total pitance compared to previous shindings. But it was fun while it lasted.
The stocking up on foods and such merely cost us around $23 for everything, and my order at the fucking bookstore finally came in. Most of the night was squandered on either A)Ranma 1/2 fansubs(Complete with over-analytical conversations about the semantics of the series!), B)Heated games of multiplayer deathmatch in Red Faction 2(No one can beat "Radical Edward"!!!!), C)Jay engrossing himself in a round or fifteen of Star Wars: Battlefront whilst I watched from underneath Michelle(I'M NOT FUCKING FURNITURE, GIRL!!!) or D)Everyone struggling to endure the horrid torture that is attempting to have three people sleep in the backseat of a van while an on-board DVD player blared Aqua Teen Hunger Force(Never again!!!)
I woke up from this nightmare at about 5:54 AM and if the 19 or 20 nightmares I had tell me anything, they tell me that I neglected to ask Michelle for that fucking kiss. But seeing as Jay "Fat lecher" Willis was present and accounted for every waking second of the night, it would not have turned out well. Oh, that and my cousin Bill called out-of-the-blue to announce he's moving into one of the older houses down the street(Joy!) but someone(Cough!Mom!Cough!) told him about Michelle which prompted him to say "Ya takin' her out anywheres t'night"(in his crazy Scotsman/Ontario yuppie lilt), my response being "Possibly..." to which he felt free to say "Remember, it doesn't matter where ya take 'er or what ya do, just don't forget ta feel 'er up, 'kay?".
So it's official, I've no ability to sleep, I can waste hours on trivial things, and my family wants to totally ruin all of my chances at remaining on Michelle's good side.
Anyways, better stop ranting before I go nuts...only four days 'til I leave Sydney and embark on a glorious trip to NYC. Maybe people will shut up by then, take care.
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