Monday, April 4, 2005

OMGWTFBBQ - Redux (yeah, I know, I really should stop using that...)
Currently listening to: "Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex OST" (The show may not live up to the movies, in my opinion, but the music kicks major ass. Thanks, Kat!)

At this rate, every post I make is going t start off with me asking "WTF is happening with my life?" and ranting on about Kellie. Instead, I start off by talking about feet. Yeah, I know, this passed weekend was a very important one, but nonetheless, I'm starting with this, and you can't stop me. Ever fallen asleep with one of your feet resting on a desk or something? Well, I did that while reading Hellsing volume 4. Blasphemy, you may say, but I did it on purpose - it had been a tiring Monday as usual. Of course, you can guess that I had no feeling in that foot when I awoke. So I place it on the ground and await the blood to return. I get that comforting tingling feeling in it, so I get back to reading. That's when my foot feels as though it's about to burst. Don't you love it when you instinctively rip both your shoe and sock off in one panicked swoop? Yeah, that was fun, but you probably don't care. Let's get down to that drama, if you wanna call it that. Why the hell does life have to be such a soup opera!?

Sunday morning - after arriving home from Gainesville at 1:11 AM (in reality, it was 2 in the morning, but I hadn't set my clocks forward yet), I check my e-mail. See that passed Friday, Kat, Kyle, Kellie, and I were discussing going to see Sin City with Reid on my birthday (Sunday). All was clear, except that I couldn't get a hold of Reid. See, he rarely checks his e-mail (like someone else I know, *coughMichaelcough*), and all though he has one of the coolest voicemail messages on the planet, his cell's always off. No contact. That meant no Reid, and in turn no movie. Reid's a big fan of the original graphic novel, and I was hoping to see it with a fan first-hand. Also, we needed a consenting adult. Didn't matter much to me, seeing how I saw the movie with my brother up in Gainesville (and if you wanna know, it was awesome beyond the point of nerdgasm). Of course, we all would still meet in City Place and wander aimlessly as usual. I, of course, was ten minutes late. It's sad, even when to comes to my own birthday, my motto is still "late or never". When I arrived, I was reprimanded for my lateness, blaming it on my posting on Kellie's livejournal. Kat gave me the Stand Alone Complex OST, Kellie gave me a hug (she had given me my gift on Friday. If you care, it was my favorite movie, MS Gundam: Char's Counterattack. I obviously tackle-hugged her), and Kyle just stood there. Yup, just like Kyle. Like stated earlier, we wandered aimlessly, hitting the Barnes & Noble, where Kyle told my to choose out the manga that I wanted and that would be my gift. I picked out the new hardcover version of Trigun Vol. 1, and while walkin' out, I managed to purchase "No Man's Land" for myself. I must say, it is the best Amerimanga I've read. It's by Seven Seas (gomanga.com), which is looking to be a great new independent publisher, and it's an awesome mix of Hellsing & Trigun, two of my all time favorite anime/manga (tying for that second place spot below the Universal Century Gundam shows & Cowboy Bebop). Also, the artist's favorite game is Metal Gear Solid 3, and as a Metal Gear fanboy, I can't resist that. From there, I got a frappachino [/sp] and we headed off to downtown. We showed Kyle the most well known bathroom in Florida (it was on the Travel Channel once, and that's good enough for me. It's probably the only reason people come to West Palm Beach, seeing how both the people and the beaches suck). Of course, Kyle rushed us back because he had lost track of time and needed to be back at 4:15. Of course, he didn't really get picked up 'til 4:45, or something like that. For the next two hours, Kat remained silent, wanting for Kellie and I to have a quote unquote moment. Yeah, like we would. There was even less of a chance with her silent with us, like some creepy... silent person... thing. In the first hour, we realized just how pathetic we are, seeing how we needed Kyle with us to start conversations. Thankfully, we eventually bounced off random topics and the such. The day passed, the sun set, we went over to my place, Kat left and got balled out by her mother, and Kellie became the first woman other than my mom to enter my room. Would've liked to had time to prepare, though, seeing as I never redecorate my room. I put stuff up eons ago from things I used to like, and I'm too lazy and/or ignorant to take it down. I just add stuff. For example - I have some Dan Marino posters up on the wall. Now, I haven't really been caught up in football ever since I became an individual. Also, Kellie pointed out a Pokemon poster on the back of my dresser that I completely forgot existed. That just shows me one more thing I have to do over the summer - buy a crap-load of random anime memorialbelia and reset my room to the tastes of 14 year old Lance Walker, not 10 year old "other kid in the crowd". BACK ON TOPIC - I showed Kellie "the Ladder", the hardest boss in MGS3. Then we proceeded to shoot the crap outta stuff in Time Crisis 3, bringing a new meaning to the term "overkill" with every shot from the grenade launcher. Kellie's mom showed and our parental units talked for about forty-five minutes. She gave me one last hug, and for a millisecond, I felt the true meaning of inner peace as her lips touched my cheek. Of course, that millisecond was followed by another in which every nerve of my body shouted out "WTF!?". Yup, that ended my fourteenth birthday, the one I have no doubt I'll never forget...
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