His Story

NICK: Wow. As I sit here, or should I say, stand here, playing music for the masses assembling at the Dub Pub, I just am shocked about how bad it sucks tonight here. I mean, we have a country bumpkin couple here wanting country, some guy said he wanted good crap to listen to and what songs I had that wasn’t crap, (which I laughed ‘cause the fucker was wasted and was twenty shades of drunk.)
So alas, here I am. I have no idea how many beers I have consumed, but I believe it’s definitely over like, four. Which for me by 11:30 is well… beyond good. Actually the saving grace of the night will be the journey to and the arrival at Jimmy’s apartment. Either way, I am staying there tonight and I am gonna just chill out and maybe watch some Clerks. Now, going out tonight is a major question; shall I grab a bite to eat on the way there? If so, what shall I grab? Barely anything is open really. I am hoping for some Taco Bell before I get there, but who knows. The nice thing is, it will save me the trouble of driving to Jimmy’s tomorrow when I should be relaxing on Father’s Day.
Shit.
I forgot to grab a card for Father’s Day for Dad. Mother fuckin’ puss bucket.
I wonder how Jimmy’s party is going?

JIMMY: Yay! People are here! Bob showed up and he and I ran to the store real quick. Can I just say how nice it is to have brothers old enough and mature enough and cool enough to hang out with? That’s been one of the best things about the past year or so. Anyway, we got home and Amanda showed up and we watched a sweet episode of Angel. I love that show. Then Kayla showed up. Last night was a really great party, for most of the night, and everyone had quite a bit to drink. Tonight it’s much more relaxed. I am drinking some more of that wine left over from the all day celebration a couple of weeks ago that didn’t actually happen and… well, never mind about that. I’m in a good mood so I don’t want to go into that right now.
Good. It’s time to play a game. People always try to watch movies and stuff during these things, and while I love movies and tv shows as much as the next guy if not more, it’s really hard to pay attention to that stuff during a party. This is just what I needed. A nice game of Scattergories, my favorite game, to distract me from all that has been going wrong in my life the last month or so. I really need that. I find myself lonely and craving company almost every night lately. I hate to be alone. It’s also killing my writing curve. I was writing every day and the last couple of weeks, nothing. I am in the middle of two books I need to get back to it.
Yipee. I am ahead by like fifteen points. I told you that I rock at this game. I wish the judging was better though. These people give no points for creativity. What’s the point of the game if you can’t give off the wall far out answers? I mean, that’s what Scattergories is all about. I thrive on the creative crap. Ah, well. That’s why I’m not winning by thirty points. Oop. Text message. Nick wants to know what’s going on. I’ll let him know. I hope we’re still rocking when he gets here. Maybe he’ll bring us, and by us I mean me, a cute, sweet girl that I can date for a year or two, then propose to, then marry, then move to the suburbs with our 2.4 adorable children and maybe a cat or two, where I support us by writing and… never mind. I need to reply to Nick.

NICK: Apparently… from the text message I just received from him… Scategories is going on. As I stand here, watching a group of fine young ass girls, looking beautiful, I can simply smile. Despite how slow it is and now as busy as the previous weeks, God gives me a luscious view of the fine females out tonight! Hm.

Qop! (Dr. Cox from Scrubs)
The kid's like... he's like a... have you ever seen a drunk baby?
[Carla stares at him]
Eh, it's a long story involving my son, a rum cake, and a low counter. Suffice to say, it turns out that, at first, it's... it's endearing to watch them bounce off of the walls, but man... you take your eyes off them for one second ...and bam! They got a bucket on their head, and they're plowing right through your brand new flat screen TV. God save me, it was barely out of the box.

Don't Throw That In The House!

So you know how your parents never let your throw footballs in the house? Good thing this apartment isn't our parents' house! Last night Phil and I started a rousing game of keepaway from April, then Tim and Kayla joined in in guys vs. girls. It was so much. We played for over an hour. Though there were some close calls, we didn't actually break anything. Tim's mom came over, but though I asked her to, she didn't scold her son. She just laughed at us. Needless to say, the guys won. The girls pulled a view minor victories, and I can't believe April found the ball when we hid it in the refrigerator, but the men were victorious overall. We did out number the girls, but that's beside the point. It was so much fun.

TV Season Finale Updates - West Wing rocked. Of course. Desperate Housewives and Lost did recaps this week. Ugh. Seeing Enterprise on the big screen with Lisa and Michael on the Friday the 13th. 24 this week was so amazing! Chloe kicks ass!!! And Alias was equally enthralling. Elena Derevco (sp?) OMG!?!?!? Can't wait for the return of Lena Olin. That's it for this week

Qop!
"I'm the Slayer...Slay-er. Chosen one? She who hangs out a lot in cemetaries...? 'In every genera-' You know. I really don't feel like doing the routine. Ask around. Look it up: 'Slayer comma The.'"

(Sigh) Back to School

So Saturday was awesome. Awesome play, awesome dinner, awesome company. Haven't decided whether the first or third one was better. :) (I'm kidding, the play was, of course! :)) Then back home to host a wild party! It was so much fun! There were tons of people here, tons of alcohol consumed. Kristen filled up my gay chart under my name, but the stickers mysteriously fell off. Darn. Poor Hello Kitty! But there are still some on my computer... I had a ball seeing Scott again, and Nora. Don't hang out with either one of them enough. Of course, plenty of OC-ers and work people were there. Always great to see all of them. I was very pleased with the party, even if I couldn't get drunk, no matter how much liquor and shots I consumed. Damnit. Sunday was cleanup, a quick run to see Phantom of the Opera with Jenn, which was highly enjoyable, then more cleanup, then going to band intoxicated with Kayla (amazing that all that two smirnoffs did was all that liquor failed to do the night before).

But then today hit. I worked 7am-10am as I will every Monday from now on, and then did a bunch of work at home. It was a little stressful, but it's all good. I still have more to do tonight, which is what I should be doing right now instead of typing an entry, but screw it. I'm going to put in some work during pep band. That oughta be fun. I know Jenn and Colonel Morgan are gonna hound me over stuff, but it's cool because I am pretty fond of them both, so I guess I can take it. Besides, I was the one that denied everything and they were right and blah blah blah. They told me so. Whatever. :) Oh, but I have some cool classes. On Monday mornings I have Islam & The Muslim Faith, which is very interesting. We compared Muslims to Christianity and Jews today and it was very cool. Then in the afternoon I have a survey of modern Asia class. It's mostly Korea, China, and Japan, but should still be fascinating. Tomorrow are my two less exciting classes: Civil War & Reconstruction (haven't I learned enough about that on the last two decades!?!) and European History 1919-present. The latter will be decently interesting, but the first is gonna kill me. It's only saving grace is it's with Sarah Fatherly, a fabulous professor. I wish I got her teaching style more, but she's a Buffy fanatic and that counts for a lot. Oh, and I have The Informed Spectator at 8am tomorrow. Learn how to watch sports. I hate sports, but it should be easy.

Ok, I still have 20 minutes until pep band. Hmm, work, or reading The Quotable Slayer & What Would Buffy Do?, my two new books. Go Buffy, Go Buffy!