Started the Halloween 2002 pictures. Thank you to Jason for taking them and sending them to me. Please, if you took any pictures, send them my way. (I hate not having a camera).
Also….Eric pointed out to me that he was not the Slider aka Jason Bateman….rather the American Psycho Patrick Bateman. My apologies. =^-^=
I turn on my computer and ICQ greets me with a random message from one Mr. Stuntlife at koed888@hotmail who innocently says: “just tring to find a girl who will sit on my face and cover it with cum” So yeah. He was sent directly to the ignore list. I wonder if there is a way to check out how many people are on that list. Just a head count would be interesting.
Party on Friday night. Too crowded…like four times as many people as the time before I was there. They had four kegs, two huge vats of jungle juice, hard liqueur and still ran out of booze at 11.30 if that give you any clue as to how many people there were. Mischa said between 300-400 people. Uff. The only cool thing was seeing his Tron outfit glow in the dark. Jason, Erika, Tim and I moved onto the Beachwood, 45 min after arriving. There we rode out the night drinking and talking. Afterward Jason gave us a ride to the redline and cut our traveling home time by an hour. I hate the blue line connection. I will work on a picture page. Promise. I had other people take pictures since I don’t have a camera anymore. It will take a little time.
Saturday slept in, didn’t want to dress up again at all. Putzed all day watching movies. Found an outfit for Tim that looked awesome (hopefully someone will give me a piture of that), dressed up and went to Callie’s Halloween party. She and Kristi did a great job in decorating and wore awesome outfits…especially Callie. Wow. Wait to you see the pictures–she dressed up as Carrie from….Carrie. We ate good food (cocktail weenies, cupcakes, cookies, dip, chips, carrots, candy and pretzels), drank some beer (MGD), smoked (camels), and went over to look at the crazy neighbors house covered from roof to basement in crosses, sheilds and weird phrases. After that other guests came and it got crowded so we moved onto the Goldstar, where Eric and Kate reigned supreme over the pool table (I think Eric was empowered by his Jason Bateman costume…confidence goes along way), and Tim and I talked with Rachal and Mike. Had a good time and then Mike and Rachal gave us a much needed ride home (again the party was over on the blue line route and it would have taken us forever to get home.
Sunday I got up and watched more movies on TV. I dunno, there seems to be a whole bunch I haven’t seen lately. Got dressed around six and went over to see if my sister in law was still alive. I hadn’t seen Becka in a few months (Even though she lives down the block), but that isn’t entirely my or Tim’s fault, because they haven’t visited us ONCE the entire last year. One of their iquana’s died, and I got to poke at it. Greg is still looking for a job, and Bekah is still at the law school thing. They just told Greg parents they got married a month or two ago (they had wanted to do it over the phone, which I can’t understand to a point). I wonder when Matriarch Benninghoff will ever get to know her daughter got married.
The blog site was down today, so I couldn’t post earlier. I might have had something to say earlier, but now I really don’t. Going to a party tonight, but not really in a party mood.
Tre cool. The internet station I listen too updated their stuff. I now have the immense pleasure of hearing Dairy of Dreams…one of their new songs. Wahoo! That is something to be happy about. I just wish they would play here. If Death in June can play here, why can’t Diary of Dreams? They can play in my apartment. 
I worked on my costume last night. I made two masks because I can’t decide how comfortable it should be compared to how cool it would look. Now I am confronted with how to make it look like I don’t have any shoulders. I tried the card board contraption angle, the pillows, the stuffed robes and towels…but have concluded the best route is to get stuffing and shape/form it. Then afterward, I can use the stuffing to make new pillows for the couch. Everyone loves pillows, and I like making them. Tim finished his resume, and we both went to the Lighthouse for a drink. Had a nice time, a couple from Ireland three hours in the US bought us drinks because I told the woman where she could go shopping for denim and shoes. I wonder if my accent makes it harder for other accented english speaking people to understand. You know? Like, Tim sounds American. I sound like some strange twisted canadian/indian/fargoish american. I dunno. I wish I could hear my accent. I sometimes think I would take classes like in My Fair Lady to get rid of it…but then again it doesn’t bother me. It just bothers everyone else. Screw it.
Tim is staying home today because he kept waking me up last night because he couldn’t breath. I told him to take an antihistamine, prop himself up a bit and calm the hell down because he still had a good range of breath and, I tried to assure him he didn’t breath that deeply. He doesn’t seem to believe me. After ten-fifteen minutes of him tossing and turning and complaining he couldn’t breath, I was like “What? What do you want me to do?” (I wasn’t going to feed into his panic…that just makes it worse) and the got mad and took a pillow and stormed off into the living room. I went to sleep. He tells me later he watched TV for an hour and then went to sleep. I told him the medicine and TV made him calm and sleepy. So….this morning he stayed home. Ironic how he always seems to stay home…if not the day I stay home, then at least during the week. Even when I am on vacation, he finds reasons to stay home and not go to work. Poor darling. Now is he watching TV…and even caught the last five minutes of Little House on the Prairie.
I just got noticed from Bert Menco a little man with queer clothes who floats around the building, and owns a multicolored car…he said “Where is the black?” because I am wearing green today. Then I said…”oh…um. Laundry?” and he nodded and said he notices those things. Then I said “Where is the scarf?” and he said “Up stairs. I cannot live without it. You notice those things too.”
Yesterday I stayed home. Watched Little House on the Prairie (man I hate Mary…her cold blue eyes scare me), Roommates which was a tale about the relationship between a cantankerous senior citizen (Peter Falk) and the grandson he raised. Followed by a wedding story (x2), and While You Were Sleeping, while drinking tea, playing with the cats and vacuuming everything in sight, including the ceiling, futon, papasan, and cat tree. Lots of cobwebs and dust collected over the past two and a half years and cat hair in general. Then I dusted everything and cleaned the picture frames and doo dads and wiped off the mantel and arranged it all pretty like with the flowers that Tim got me on Friday night. A beautiful pink and red bouquet. Then I made dinner (skillet dinner with potatos), watched Buffy and then wrote mail. It was a good productive day for myself and nice to not have to talk to anyone, or read email (not that I have any) or small talk in general.
I wish I had more penpals though.
Whew! I had a big project to finish this morning, in which I had to write about myself and my work in a glowing light. Very difficult. I find it really hard to boast about myself.
Friday night we had dinner downtown Gino’s with Andy, Callie, Zeman, Krisiti, Mike and Rachal. It was okay, I don’t understand why Callie has such a love affair with that pizza joint, their crust sucks and the toppings are too drippy. The company was good though, and the appetizers were great. Afterward we went to this Korean karoke place…called Coffee Cafe (it is most likely something different but since none of us could speak Korean, we called it …Coffee Cafe). It was okay, but I think I don’t want to do it again for a long time. Twice is way more than enough for one year. The most spectacular part of that was listening to Callie perform Black Velvet. Man, does that girl have a voice!
Saturday was a lazy, watch movies on TV, play Battle of the Bands with Tim (he won), reorganize the entertainment center and hook up the stereo through it, play video games, and all around putz. Sunday, watched Joe Dirt. It was like watching a train wreck, I couldn’t get away from it Then Jason told Tim Death in June was playing at the Congress at 6.00 that day. Crappy promotions. We went shopping to target and good food at Jewel then headed home to eat, and leave again for the show. The show wasn’t what entirely what I expected.
The luftwaft band sucked and encouraged me to have two more beers, Boyd Rice was forgettable, and Death in June wore one costume, two masks,…but there this super loud screeching pig, soundtrack looping over everything they did. I couldn’t stand it, it was so loud. Then I started to think that it was nothing more than a thinly, veiled metaphor for their contempt of the American audience (they HAD vowed they wouldn’t play in the US anymore), and the kids standing up at the stage were pigs in a trough. Disgusted, Tim and I went for a smoke and a beer to talk and ride out the rest of the show…outside the show. It was at the Congress, so there were tables in their makeshift “Bar” area. Afterward, Jason gave us a ride to the red line and we headed home.
On the web front, Tim finally put up the book database thing he was talking about. Remember, these are just the books I remembered off the top of my head (to get it started)…I have quite a few to add. I have to change some links (including updating some pictures)…but you can check it out here….for now.
Last night I watched the Bachelor yet again. I am so stupid. I know. I also did two loads of laundry (we were in desperate need of skivvies….I was even “borrowing” a pair of Tim’s), cleaned up the bedroom a bit and cleared off my desk to write. I started a good letter to Sarah, about 7 pages in (or three pages, back and front, depending on how you count). From the noise generated from the dining room, the gamers were having a good time and one of them even brought chocolate. Yum.
Tonight Kate and Eric invited us over for dinner, and hanging out. He did orginally want to go out to eat, but I declined that offer in favor of hanging out and entertaining ourselves. Besides, Tim hasn’t seen their apartment yet, and it is a nice apartment. They have painted walls. Hmm.. I am having difficulty updating their picture….I will fix that tonight when I get home and not at the mercy of online file managing. I am looking forward to seeing their completed (mostly so) apartment.
Feeling a little deflated today. I want so much from life, and yet it seem like the reserves I have are only to be rationed because life is nothing but a desert, and my words resemble an angsty, teenager. But still, it is there. Tonight, I am not doing anything that I know of. The gamers are storming the apartment…Migo becomes an Ewok, and I retreat to the bedroom. We really need some laundry done, I suppose I could do a load of that. I have my book which is actually very interesting, and I could also write. There is always that option. I guess when I get home I will know, and it won’t be so bad.
I just wish I was doing something else.
Twinkies only getting better. I was almost positive I was getting a cold yesterday, and even felt crappy, but still went grocery shopping after work. Got some good, easy to make food and so last night we had fajjitas then went to bed at 10:00PM. So this morning I wake up and feel fine. On a lucky note, Eric offered to take us out to dinner on Thursday, but I suggested making one instead because I don’t feel like going out to eat. It seems like we have done it so much lately (because of the travel, and the no food in the house). Tonight we are having Kitty Litter Stirfry. Tim is making it. Oh, speaking of Tim. He agreed to DJ at the Inferno on the 28th! I am excited, I already took the next day off.
I also got a surprise email from one Andy A.in London. He is flying in this Thursday and is going to be around this weekend. That should be fun, to hang out with him a bit since I have no major plans this weekend. I haven’t seen that boy in years!
