Okay, I'm lying. I have plenty of time. I have plenty of downtime at work, but I'm always so tired. "Why am I so tired?" asked the little azn man. I dunno is the answer. I'm just tired. My mother has strated to get on my nerves. I dunno if I can take 10 more days of her. Yeesh!
I made it onto the competitive Dragon Boat team. Yay! This means that I will be drumming for the competitive team and paddling for the B team at the Boston Dragon Boat Festival on June 9th. It should be a good time. This means that I will get wrecked from the paddling and I'll just cruise and strategize as the drummer. This Sunday I'll be down in Norwalk, CT for a race. It'll be a good warm-up race for Boston. It'll also be the first race that I'll be working with the entire boat.
I'm gonna go now. Sorry I haven't been writing much lately. I've been mentally exhausted. I just wanna go to sleep right now. Laterz.
So I'm sitting here on Friday afternoon. It's 1:30. I have like 2 things to do. I can't do them because I get a frickin error message that no one has ever seen before. Frickin' A, man. I could have been out of here 15 minutes ago if things had gone as they usually do. Mofugga! My mom's prolly gonna be all in a tizzy about me being late. I totally thought I could be out of here by now. Why do these things happen at the least opportune times? I dunno, man.
So The Violent One and I have decided to try to trick PJ into buying an MD recorder/player. He'll really enjoy it if he gets it. Bah! why does he need a digital camera when he can get a NET MD? I don't know. He should just buy the MD.
Anyways, gonna go complain some more to a supervisor. Rat bastards are trying to sabotage my mother's plans to get out of here early so we can pick up my father at a reasonable hour in Syracuse. *shakes his head* Why does this all have to happen? Why can't thngs go as scheduled?
My mother arrives in Boston today. I can almost feel our heads butting already. It was kind of nice this past year not seeing my parents much or at all. I think our relationship works better like that. I can't see why they hold the values that they do. In return, they can't understand why I listen to the music that I listen to and am out at all hours of night. They fear that I'm hanging out with a bad element when I go to raves or to the bars. The truth is that I am hanging out with dealers, users and drunks. This doesn't mean that I am dealing or using (but I do drink my share). I go to all of these places because I enjoy the music and dancing and find people like myself there. This doesn't mean that we're all alike, but we all have something in common and it's not the drugs. In my scene, the music bonds people together. Wish my parents could see that.
So this weekend, I'm going up to Cornell University in Ithaca, NY to see my brother march to get his PhD in statistics. I don't know if I'm happy about this or not. I don't think I would mind very much if this was a two day normal weekend. However, it is, in fact, a three day weekend and I will get to party zero days out of it. How much does that suck? To top it off, it's like five or so hours in a car with my mother telling me to turn down my headphones. Fun.
Today, work has been really boring. I've been sitting around for about an hour a half already and it's only 10:40A. I've gotten so bored that I have considered crawling under my desk to go to sleep. I think that would be really great. However, I probably shouldn't, seeing as there were two people "given the package" yesterday. Not fun. I hope this doesn't continue. I really don't think our department can handle too many cuts. In other news, Broadway, in a freak hacky sacking accident has torn his achilles tendon. He's supposed to go in for surgery on Tuesday. Kind of amusing, kind of sick. From what I hear, he wasn't even doing anything tricky. He was just reaching for the sack. *shrug* I guess you never know when injury will hit.
Last night, as I do every Tuesday night, I spent watching Gilmore Girls and Smallville. Both season finales were pretty good. I missed a bit of the GIlmore Girls one because Special K called and since I hadn't talked to him in a week and a half or so, I decided to see what he was up to. He informed me that he's going to try to ween himself off of the weed. Anyways... Gilmore Girls was amusing as ever. There's a lot of interesting stuff going on which will be picked up next season, but no real nail-biting cliffhangers. Smallville, on the other hand, had some major cliffhangers. Will Lex save his father? Will the reporter spill the beans about Clark? Will Clark Save Lana? Will Chloe kick Clark's ass for abandoning her at the formal? What's going on with the spaceship? Will Lex's buyout work if he saves his father? All of those questions were left unanswered and I can't wait to see the next season. Lex has his first real flash of evil. It's crazy. Next season is gonna rawk.
Anyways, that's it for now. Maybe I'll write a little tomorrow to let you know how things are going with the maternal one. *sigh* Back to work, or pretending to work...
This last weekend was a little rough and a little fun. A little of both actually. Friday began by seeing me in pain. I had dragon boat practice on Thursday night and as I do wit just about everything, I gave it 100%. Boy, was I paying for it or what? My back was killing me the next morning. I was about ten minutes late for work because it took that extra ten minutes to motivate my ass out of bed. It was horrendous. All day at work I was sore. When I got up to get something from the printer, my back hurt. When I reclined in my chair, my back hurt. When I bent down to file some papers, my back hurt. It was my back saying to me, "Ya fucknut! Whaddaya think you were doing last night? You tried to kick my ass now I'm gonna kick yours!"
So, after work, I went home and took a nap. That night I was to go out with Stringbean and Pookz to a club. Barbie wanted in too. The Violent One wanted to go, but she was as tired as I was. We all met up at Jillians and sat there for a few drinks. I was still in pain. I was lucky. The Violent One sat there for a while trying to pound the stiffness out of my back. It felt nice, but didn't work all that well. Since The Violent One was tired, she went home at around 11:00P when we went into the club. Mauro Picotto was playing in Avalon. I have to say that his set didn't really move me. What did move me was one of my friends that I knew from shopping at Ozone. She has since quit her job at Ozone and started dancing at Avalon. GOD DAMN IS SHE HOT! She recognized me too. She said hi, all schweaty and stuff... mmm.... As I was saying, the set sucked. There was no progression and no soul. Shit DJ. I don't think I'll give him a second chance.
Saturday I went to dragon boat practice again. My back still hurt from Thursday, so I wasn't thrilled. The funny thing is that myself and this sophomore girl from MIT (who is cute, coincidentally) were the only two people besides the captain who had been to any practices. So we had to be the "strokes" for the entire practice. This means that everyone watches us for the timing. They follow our lead. This means that we can't rest and we can't slack off. It sucked. I was giving 110% for the entirety of practice. At least this MIT chica (who we'll call Braidz) was next to me keeping the conversation two-sided. Did I happen to mention that it was like 40 degrees out and rainy. Yah, the weather sucked and I was in shorts and sandals, sopping wet. That was fantastic.
Following practice, got a ride home, took a quick shower, changed and grabbed my gear to meet my palz to see Star Wars: Episode II - Attack of the Clones. It was myself, Totoro, The Violent One, Carpenter, Chocoholic, Stringbean, Pookz, OMG and her man. I have to say that the movie sucked. The dialogue sucked. The story kinda blew. The plot was muddled. The characters were as thin and dimensionless as rice paper. Anakin delivers cheesy pickup lines. The only redeeming qualities about the movie are that Yoda kicks ass and Samuel L. Jackson says a badss line as if he were in The Pulp Fiction Strikes Back. Don't get me wrong, I'd see the movie again just to see Natalie Portman's belly buttong again, but this will by no means go down in history as the best Star Wars movie.
After the movie, the lot of us, joined by Glare, had dinner at Bertucci's and dessert at Cafe Vittoria. By the time dessert was over, it was 10:30P, so everyone went home. I think I sat up and watched The Big Hit on cable, but I don't really remember.
Sunday was a lazy day. I got up at around 1:00P, cleaned up, had some lunch and watched the last hour/hour and a half of 10 Things I Hate About You. I, surprisingly, really liked that movie. The dialogue was great and it really did paralell "The Taming of the Shrew." I LOVED it. I think I might rent it sometime to see the first half an hour or so. I love Julia Stiles She's a hottie with a real down-home credibility to her. She needs to be in more movies of the caliber that she has been seen in. After the movie was laundry, dinner, the Celtics losing and Survivor. It was a lazy day. It's Monday and my back is still sore. It's also the first Monday that I am giving up Boston lindy hop. *sigh* What on earth will I do tonite. Nobody knows.
It seems to me that I either have too much to do or not enough to do. This doesn't just pertain to my social life or my job, but actually both. There are days or times where I have absolutely nothing to do and don't have the option of doing what I really want to (like going home and going to take a nap) and there are days or times where I have so much to do that fi I stop to take a sip of water or a breath of fresh air, my head will instantly start to spin, begin throbbing and then will explode with a resounding "woooooooooaaaaaaahhhhhhhfuk." If you want an example of overbooked, here's it for today:
About a month ago, I bought a $9 ticket from my company for a Red Sox game. The first pitch is flung at 7:00P, I think. They're in first place and are playing the A's. I would really liek to see this game. However, as I found out a week ago, I have Dragon Boat practice tonight from 6:30P to 8:00P. This means I'll miss the first pitch. I'm not happy. Chances are that I will miss the first three or four innings (if not five or six), and I'll get there when all of my cohorts are all comfrotably snookered. Since practice is at 6:30P also, that means that I have to eat dinner early as well. This cuts into ZEN!!!'s after work nap time, which he needs because he has to get up at the ass crack of dawn to give snotty little investment managers with MBAs their cash availibility. So as you can see, I've got a lot to do tonite.
On the other hand, there are definitely some evenings where I have nothing to do. This is where lindy hop used to come in. I used to go out dancing five or six nights a week just because I had nothing better to do. It's true that I used to enjoy dancing a lot and I felt like it added a lot to my life, but that has chnaged a lot in the past six or so months. I'm not nearly as entertained. I'm not meeting new people. I'm not hearing new music. I'm not seeing anything new at all. Everything seems static or seems to leave the scene. People leave all of the time. The new people who come in aren't much fun (though there are some exceptions). I have yet to figure out what I'm going to fill all of this used-to-be lindy hop time with, but I'm hoping it's something cool. Maybe writing or reading. Maybe dragon boating. I dunno.
Okay I guess that basically was my statement saying that I'm leaving the Boston lindy hop scene. I think I'll keep going to national/out of town events or even larger events here in Boston, but as for the everyday grind, I think I'm out. I might go to Copley on nice days, but I don't think you'll find me at either Swing City, Monday Night Practice Session or the MIT dances. I guess it makes me sad to say this. I mean it really does. But I don't feel that I have any real place in the Boston swing community aside from antagonist. I'm tired of fighting the uphill battle and I'm tired of seeing the same things over and over. I do enjoy dancing and I do enjoy some of the company I get at these dances. I just wish that there was more variety. People seem dead set against changing anything or allowing the scene to evolve even the slightest bit. It makes me sad.
I think that if I were able to find a venue, whether it is a late night or not, and I were to get Mr. CT and Carpenter in on it with me, I think we could turn out a fantastic alterna-swing night. Mr. CT has the hip hop experience, Carpenter has a lot of downtempo dancable music, and I have the market cornered on house/techno music. If only we could get it together... Maybe someday, when the lindy communtiy opens its mind to new things.
I'm a worthwhile and useful employee... really, I am....
So, today, I jammed through my work without a flinch. Everything came in on time and I there were no bumps in the road. Because of this, I was finished with my morning work at 9:00A, did nothing from 9:00A-11:30A except for some filing and websurfing, worked from 11:30A-1:00P and then IMed for the rest of the time. I didn't take lunch until abour 2:00P and then I just grabbed something little, checked out H&M, Barnes & Nobles, and concert tix on sale at Strawberries. Sometimes I wonder... There are all of these funds that have deadlines, but the thing is, if they didn't I'd be able to handle like a million more of them without breaking a sweat. It's sick. Sick sick sick!
Anyways, I bought tix for the 4:30P show of Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones. I have to say that I find the "Attack of the Clones" is entirely too campy of a title for me. I would have been happier with something like "The Rise of the Dark Side" or "The Seduction." Or something better than "Attack of the Clones." I wonder if Natalie Portman will get nekkid... Oh yeah, it's PG. I don't even think we'll get a flash of ass-cheek. DAMN! How disappointed am I? I wonder if she'll ever do nudity. Maybe if I go to Harvard and start dating her she'll get nekkid for just me.
Okay, yesterday's weather was fuct. The only times I really enjoy being wet (and this is in no particular order) is when I am either A) in the shower, B) swimming in either a pool, lake, pond, gulf, ocean or other large natural body of water on a hot day, or C) sweating for a valid reason like I'm exercising or something. The rain wasn't making me very happy. It was cold, rainy and windy. *sigh* I even decided not to go out last night. Instead, I sat home and watched crappy TV. I watched... Fear Factor. How pathetic? Very. You know that they wouldn't do anything that would kill you so if you go for broke, you'll win. But anyways, lemmie tell you about my weekend.
For the first weekend in a long time I decided to relax. Richie Hawtin was in town and I opted not to go. I could have gone out swing dancing, but I opted not to go. It was a nice night on Friday night, so I decided to take it easy by walking around Harvard Square. I went to HMV and rooted through their sale bin and set aside some electronica CDs that I will never buy. I listened to the new Vanessa Carlton CD which I decided was good. I'm gonna try to trick The Violent One into buying it so I can burn it onto a minidisc. Maybe I can get her to split to cost or something. *shrug* So anyways, I treked around Harvard Square for a while. At around 11:00, I decided it was time to go home. I spent the rest of the night sitting on my ass watching mediocre TV and I was happy about it.
Saturday, I got to sleep in. Yes, for the first time in weeks, I really got to sleep in. Yay! Yay, sleep! Yaaaaaaay! I needed it too. Actually, I got woken up by Carpenter. He wanted to see if I wanted to go and check out the Mini Coopers before meeting up with Rebound Girl. I optend not to because I had to get some stuff for my grandmother for -- you guessed it -- Mother's Day. Umm.. like, woo and stuff? Anyways, I cruised into Chinatown, bought come BBQ pork and a whole soy sauce chicken for her. After I dropped my stuff off, Rebound Girl and Carpenter came over and we went to the Galleria to go in search of luggage. Now here's where things went a little hairy. Carpenter was hungry as hell. Our mistake was going to a sit down kind of place like the Cheesecake Factory. Lunch took forever. Rebound Girl had some spring rolls. Carpenter had a phatty burger and all I had was a goblet o' strawberries, some ice cream and a whole helluva lot of whipped cream. It took us at least 2 hours to get out of there. Following that we searched around and found an okay piece of luggage the fit in Rebound Girl's price range. By that time, it was time for me to go. I had made plans to have dinner with Chocoholic and some friends from college who had come down. One of the deans who I got to be good friends with, we'll call her Int'l Mommy and her hubby, Captain Saftey had come down and made dinner. Following dinner and catching up, Chocoholic called up one of her friends (we'll call her Saffron) and the lot of us (myself, Chocoholic, Int'l Mommy, Captain Saftey and Saffron) went to the Good Life in Central Square. It was good fun. We drank, talked and listened to the band (which was coincidentally really good). Saffron is a 29 year old PhD student that works with Chocoholic. She is also MAD cute. I think she has two of the most beautiful eyes that I have ever seen. But, hey... She's 29. Why would she ever want to date a 24 year old guy? She might come with a group of us to the Area2 festival in August. Maybe our paths will cross again before then.
The last day of the weekend, I was (yet again) woken up by Carpenter. We had made plans to go check out the new Zakim Bridge (which we never got to do). Over the last couple of weeks/months, Capenter and I had been talking about trying to buy some property, so I could actually move out of the house and live in my own place and as an investment as well. Since he is a carpenter (obviously), we could feasibly get a place and fix it up. Things get hairy in there as I see it though. You have to think about is he's doing all of this potential work on the house, how much should he be compensated, etc. Plus, I think we're looking above our means. We were thinking about a two family. We would live in one unit and rent the other out. Alas, everything is expensive as hell. I can't stand that.
After checking out some houses, we went to Harvard Square to grab some grub and check out a music store. While there, I ended up buying a shirt at Urban Outfitters, a 2 CD set, oogling a number more of them, and buying a DVD as an impulse because I know I'm gonna get a DVD player someday... Really, I will. The end of the weekend saw me sitting, yet again, in front of the TV. And that was my weekend. Fairly tame for me, huh? Well next weekend is Mauro Piccoto on Friday, Dragon Boat practice and Episode II on Saturday and I dunno on Sunday. Should be good stuff. Oh well, time to go home or go get a haircut.
Today, I have given you a voice in my Life Update. Yes, this is unheard of. This by no means means that I will give your comments any particular consideration. By this, I mean that I will still write what I want to write and say what I want to say. If you don't like it you can continue addressing it to the wall on your right... The one on your left just thinks you bitch too much. Okay, that was a bit rude, but, hey, everyone who reads this has been told that this is my personal journal and forum. This is purely for me. If you find entertainment in reading this, well, then, I am happy. If you are offended, most likely I have done it to you already... in person.
The one thing that cheeses me off about these comments is that when I added it to my Life Update, it decided to give me a little bitchy pop-up ad. Pop-ups blow. I can't wait until the day where anyone who creates a pop-up add is immediately clubbed like a baby seal and is dragged away blood stinging their eyes to be skinned alive. Mmm... almost lunchtime... Can ya tell?
Okay, I am kind of a sick fuck today. I'll write more about my weekend in a minute.
Today, I went to orientation for people who want to be drummers in the Dragon Boat Festival next month. Yep, I'm doing it again. I was psyched to do it last year and I'm even more psyched to do it again this year. I also found out that being on the MIT team, I can become a memeber of the Dragon Boat Club of Boston for a year for a mere $50. I am so psyched. I think I'll join. They have practices three times a week and I think it would be a fantastic way for me to do something active besides dancing. That is so awesome!
I still as of yet have not met any of my team members, but evidently there's going to be an A team and a B team. I think I am going to be drummer for the B team, and since we are sharing paddlers, I might just paddle for the A team as well. This means twice as many races for the ZEN!!! Master. Aren't you psyched now. I get to reprise my role as Dragon Boat Nazi, encouraging scrawny Azn nerds to shout, "We're vikings! Arrrrg! VIKINGS!" I'm psyched!
In work related news, there was a vicious rumor going around that there was going to be lay offs in my department. People have heard that since they've already started cutting support roles, they're gonna start cutting operations now. The rumor is that 10 people on the custody team and 25 people on the accounting team are gonna be cut. I think this rumor started from one manager speculating and telling her crew that IF they were gonna cut they would... However, Boo assured me that there were no hard plans to start cutting Liberty's team -- seeing as that we're bringing in new business with the Columbia and Galaxy funds. We're losing one of our seniors (the best one) to the Columbia funds and Amnesiac will be leaving for Japan at the beginning of June or July. I can't remember. It's going to be an interesting time for my team. We very well might get our asses kicked. Either way, I think my job is secure.
Last night was my weekly night in. I chose to watch the usual shows, "Gilmore Girls" and "Smallville," If you didn't see last night's episode, shame on you. If you did, I must say that I would love to have Clark's dilemma. Lana or Chloe? Kristen Kreuk or Allison Mack? I must say that it is a tough choice.. Let's look at the pros and cons of each, shall we?
Kristen Kreuk: Okay, she's hot. She's hot in a very "exotic" way, not to give any credit to the whole exoticism of Azn women by mass media. She's is unbelieveable gorgeous (and I can't believe that I missed the episode where she gets "naughty.") yet maintains a cuddly teddy bear-like quality. She has poise and grace and a fire in her eyes. In addition she is soft-spoken with a real intelligent tone as well. She could very well be the girl next door. However, I'm going to guess that Kristen Kreuk is not her real name. I'm going to guess that it's a failed attempt at a clever rhyming stage name. She needs to lose that. Allison Mack: The thing Allison has going for her is her cute punk-ish look. The hair and the eyes and smile get me every time. Mostly the hair though. I wonder if she has a cute bellybutton... But I digress... Yah... I dig her hair a lot. It shows a lot of character, at least in my eyes. Truth be told, she could probably have some pretty vanilla flavoured hair if she wanted to, but she's got the little flares going on. She's got tremendously gigantic eyes and a smile from here to, well, Kansas. Her big drawback was the fact that she was in "Honey, We Shrunk Ourselves." What a gigantic career blunder on her part. She pulls off the wild and the down-home girl all in the same breath. I wonder if she likes leather...
So, there we have it. Neither wins. They both have major qualities and minor drawbacks. I wouldn't kick either of them out of bed for eating crackers. That's my bit of randomness for now.
Quiet... Still... You feel there's nothing going on. Until...
I have no mind. This is not to say that I cannot think or that I'm stupid, but I just have no mind. I could I have done it. It's a good thing I caught it. Last night was II Smooth's birthday party and I remembered yesterday morning that it was that evening. I replied to it last week, but I hadn't gotten him anything or really said much besides the fact that I was going to be going. I'm a dork. I ended up running out last minute after work to City Sports to buy him a pair of basketball shorts (because he plays as if it was a religion). They were schweet Nike ones. I honestly didn't know what size to get him, but since I wore a medium and almost everyone is bigger than I am, I got him a large. Hey, what could happen if it's too big? They could fall off while he's playing causing him to trip, skin his knee, lose the ball to the other team so a player on the opposite team could score the game winning lay-up. Bah... He'll live. What's a little blood on the knee and a bruised ego (the part of the personality, not the waffle)?
I have to say that going to II Smooth's b-day bash was much better than swing dancing would have been. There were a lot of people there from school that I hadn't seen in quite some time. I had invited II Smooth and his girlfriend to dim sum this past Sunday, because I knew that she would be in town for his b-day. When I left a message on his machine to ask if he was coming and he didn't respond, I figured he was doing something else. As it turned out, he really was. His sister got married to her long time boyfriend on Sunday. So I guess he has an excuse for missing dim sum. I saw pics of the wedding and his sister looked sooooooo beautiful. Wow. The groom looked good too, but, hell, how creative can you get with a tux? Well the truth was that they mixed jewish and philipino traditions in the wedding and I thought that was really cool. They pulled from both sides of the families' beliefs. Nice...
So, that was last night for me. I don't think I could have spent that night better. Yay! However I do need to get sleep sometime soon. I think tonite is gonna be my rest night after I watch Gilmore Girls and Smallville. I just realized, I don't have my book with me and I don't remember if I took it with me this morning. I think I was reading it on the train, but I'm not sure. It could be sitting on my floor in my bedroom. Who knows? I hope it's there. I'm not done reading it. If I lost it I'll be pissed. Or I'll go buy another one. Til then...
The truth of my life right now is that I should be saving money like Scrooge McDuck, but I'm not. I'm spending mad cash on things I don't need to. For the past two weekends, I haven't eaten a meal in. I've eaten out a lot, spent money on dancing, movies, and other activities. I need to stop. I'm not paying rent or bills (aside from college loans, cell phone and credit cards), so I should be able to put away one of my checks a month either to my Roth or to my 401K or even to put a down payment on a house or something like that. I'm not. I'm dumb. I'm going to honestly try to live off of one check a month. I really need to put the other one away. If not for any of the preceeding reasons then to buy a set of decks or a computer. Life would be easier if I had a job that paid me a little more so it would be even easier to save. The Violent One thinks I spend mad loot too. I really have to do somethinge about it.
Anyways, I, yet again had a wonderful weekend. It was a crazy sleepless weekend. It started on Friday (of course). I went into work and because I wanted to be out of the office early, I did all of the work instead of really training the guy I was supposed to be training. I was burning through my work. Rebound Girl was supposed to show up at my office promptly at 3:30 (which didn't happen) and she was supposed to see the dancing sheep on my desktop and then we would go together to see Spider-Man. We had to take in month-end interest on Friday, and it seemed to be taking forever. It didn't help that we didn't start until fifteen minutes before Rebound Girl was supposed to show up. So we finished at around 3:35 or so and Rebound Girl still wasn't there. I got all my stuff ready to go and she called. She was walking down Washington Street at that point, so we decided to forgo the sheep viewing and just head straight to the theater (which was the wonderful Lowes on the Common). I have decided that I love Fandango. Tix were easy to procure and even easier to pick up. It was faaaaaan-tastic.
Spider-man was freakin' rockin as hell. I must admit that there were some inconsistencies that I didn't approve of such as a) The organic web-shooters, b) Aunt May not being as emaciated as she looks in the comic books, c) Ben not being killed at home, d) the wrestling costume, e) the fact that everything started in high school and not in college are just a few of my dislikes. I really enjoyed the movie though. Stan Lee makes a cameo and Kirsten Dunst is HOT! I've decided that I would really like for her to be my new belt or my nose warmer or some form of clothing. Her waitress outfit was incredible. Her legs were incredible. The rainy upside-down kiss scene was fantastic too. I love upside-down kisses and because Tobey's face was covered, I could imagine that it was me. ^_^ heheh... I didn't really vibe with the computer graphics that much. I thought that some of the swinging scenes looked like a computer generated man and not really like a person. I would have liked to have seen a more human swing. They did a lot of the classic spidey poses with crouching and hanging and such. They even did the flagpole swing. However, I don't think Tobey did a very good standing spidey. He didn't have a slender enough body or the lean back that you kind of see spidey do in the comic books. But all in all, I would, and probably will, see this movie again.
After the movie the two of us met Carpenter for dinner to celebrate Rebound Girl's last day of college. We were originally going to go either to P.F. Chang's or Pho Pasteur, but we ended up at Finale. We splurged. I had a mushroom risotto. rebound Girl had a white pizza and Carpenter had a flank steak. All of which were awesome. I think mine was the best though. For dessert, Rebound Girl had the molten chocolate, Carpenter had some sort of mousse (if I recall correctly), and I had a dessert called the coffee connection which had five or so desserts connected by this coffee cream sauce. It was great. We all took bites of each other's food. I definitely think that I won.
Following that, we went to Swing City. I have to say that I really didn't enjoy myself at all. I just wasn't vibing. I think I need to stop going to Swing City again. The floor is too crowded by east-coasters who think that they're the shit. There is this one sketchy dude who thinks he's good enough to do aerials, but he's not. He looks like he's gonna hurt someone. He was actually in a few of my dance classes, but he always thought he was too good for the classes. Now I look at him and think "Pathetic." My knee was hurting a little as well.
Earlier in the week, somehow, The Violent One managed to convince me to have breakfast with her in Porter Square, because she knew that she would be there on Saturday to pick up a b-day gift for a friend of hers. So begrudgingly at 9:00A on Saturday, I woke up to go to meet The Violent One at 10:00 at Porter. Damn that was early. I so wanted to just roll over and go back to sleep but I didn't. I met up with her promptly at 10:00A. The funny thing was that when we went to go and get the food, all of the restaurants didn't open until noon. How much did that suck? We did have an okay HUGE bowl of ramen though.
So I hung out with The Violent One until about 1:30/2:00P and then went home, gathered all of my dirty laundry and kicked it to the laundrymat. I was there for a while trying to figure out what I wanted to do for that night since I didn't want to spend too much money. When push came to shove, I rented a couple of movies ("Made" and "Serendipity") and decided to keep it a night in. During dinner, Rebound Girl and Carpenter called me and asked what I was doing for the evening. I told them that I had rented some movies and I was going to watch them at home. Rebound Girl said that they were thinking about having a movie night at her place and she wanted to know if I was in. I told her I would bring the movies if she brought the beverages. It was cool. We didn't end up watching either of those movies though. We edned up watching "Eat Drink Man Woman" which I also brought with me.
Sunday was a marathon day as well. First was dim sum with The Violent One (yeah, I know... why have breakfast with her early on Saturday if you're gonna have dim sum with her on Sunday... The answer is: I don't know), Rebound Girl, Carpenter, Nervous and Emerill. They all enjoyed it thoroughly, I think. Carpenter was a little iffy though.
Following dim sum, we headed to Copley for Copley Sunday Swing. It was a beautiful day and I go a lot of sun. There wasa good crowd of people there, but I was rather uninspired. I had a few fun dances and there was eye-candy galore. The music was mediocre at best. I was having fun with my UFOs. I bound two girls by the wrist to my pants. It was great.
After Copley, we went to Ansel's place for a barbecue. It was the first of the season for me. And it was fantastic. I was there for a long time, much longer than I expected to be. I left there around 9:30P or so and went home to veg and get a good night's sleep. It was a full weekend.
Anyways, I have been struggling with my blog page for the past workday trying to make it as good as some of the others that I have seen. Truth be told, I don't think that it's going to happen. I've been slaving away over tags and positioning. It doesn't help that my HTML sucks major gonadz. I think I'm doing rather well considering that I'm at work and I have a ghetto ass webpage.
So work has been rather frustrating lately. With all of the mistakes being made and training someone who isn't quite picking things up as well as I would like him to, I think I have maintained an admirable amount of sanity. I can't wait until the end of the week when I don't have to think about Mutual Funds for a full two days. I also found out that they're, once again, making me change my desk. I'm going to go to another row. One that is in kind of a battle zone, or so it seems to be. My team will now be in two rows instead of the one row that we're in now. It'll be less convenient to ask for help or to do whatever, because you have to walk ALL OF THE WAY around the row, ask your question, and the walk ALL OF THE WAY back. It's just non-sensical and dumb. That'll be happening on the 20th. I can't wait. Can you feel the sarcasm?
I'm happy to say that the majority of this work crap hasn't really affected my mood on the whole. I'm still having a perfectly happy life. Hung out with Special K for the first time in ages last night. Spun some reckidz. Had some beerz. It was altogether pretty chill. Spilled a beer though as I was looking through a magazine. I felt like a schmuck.
I can't wait for tomorrow. A long time ago, Rebound Girl and I had agreed that we were gonna go see Spider-Man together. It's that time. It'll be her very last class/final as an undergrad and it'll be the opening night of Spider-Man. I got advanced tix on Fandango.com for the 4:00PM show, so she's gonna kick it over here after her final. She'll see the sheep dancing to music on my work PC's desktop and then we'll head out to the movie which is literally 2 blocks away. Afterwards we're supposed to take in some dinner and I think she wants to go dancing at Swing City. I dunno if I'm gonna go or not. I haven't figured it all out. But I'm all psyched about Spider-Man. I used to love him as a kid. I heard that he as organic web-shooters in this movie. I don't really agree with that. Covet and I were talking about this at lunch the other day. We both agreed that the organic web-shooters weren't right because the fact that he built web-shooters really showed his intelligence. But still... I'm looking forward to tomorrow.
I've been at work entirely too long. It's time for me to go.
Okay, I have to admit it... I have blog envy. My HTML sucks. I sit there and look at other people's blog pages with links and such looking all cool, and I look at my template and I can't figure it out heads from tails. If I could I would be adding links and other people's blogs onto my page, but I can't do it. *sigh* It's sooooo pathetic.
Work today sucked. People messed up. I got lectured by an Irish guy. Things got more confusing. I just wanna go to sleep despite the fact that it's free cone day at Ben & Jerry's. Damn. Gonna go home now. I'll check y'all laterz.
