So, I went ahead and made my Slender Blog today. You can find it at Watch This City Burn. To be honest, I'm not entirely sure on where I'm going to go with it, but I do have a few ideas that I think are somewhat interesting. If you're out there, anywhere, and you're watching this, go check the site out...
But here's the odd thing. I told Ted about the whole idea, and he immediately got a little... antsy. Thought that was strange enough, and then I showed him the paper with my "Marble Hornets's Alex-style" writing on it. I don't think I've ever seen his eyes more wide for that split second. He then immediately calmed down and told me he'd be more than willing to help out with the project. I started to think he was just messing with me on his reaction, or maybe was surprised at how awesome the paper turned out. But it just was weird when it happened...
And then, just a few minutes ago, I went into the kitchen to grab a granola bar. Went to throw the wrapper in the garbage can, and I see my paper, ripped to shreds and tossed in with the waste. I confronted Ted about it, but he claims he figured I was done with it so I wouldn't need it. While it's true I don't need it any more, it would've been very nice for him to ask first, and he certainly didn't need to rip it up. Weirdo :P.
Anyways, i'm due to call Amelia in a little bit when she gets off work, and I'm not much of one for multitasking, so I'm off. Forgot how great relationships can be, at least at the start :)
Monday, May 31, 2010
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Cue Say Anything
Girlfriend, now... I have a girlfriend nooow...
So, I had a fucking fantastic night last night. And am now, officially, in a relationship with the girl of my dreams :). I've never been happier before in my entire life. Not even when I thought I was madly in love with Kiera was I this blissful...
I gotta get going. Amelia and I are going out to the park and the mall and wherever else we end up...
No way, no how, I have a girlfriend now...
So, I had a fucking fantastic night last night. And am now, officially, in a relationship with the girl of my dreams :). I've never been happier before in my entire life. Not even when I thought I was madly in love with Kiera was I this blissful...
I gotta get going. Amelia and I are going out to the park and the mall and wherever else we end up...
No way, no how, I have a girlfriend now...
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Big night...
So, tonight's my big night out with Amelia. Second date. Going to the 7:30 showing of Iron Man 2 and then to the coffee house next door. Honestly, if this goes well, I think I'm going to use the third to ask her to go stead. I seriously adore her so, so much... Uber nervous, so I'm going to babble a bit to distract myself.
Hey! In Flames! I posted that song the other day because I love it so goddamn much. It's almost my theme song, in some ways. I see myself as a pessimist sometimes, and that song just speaks volumes to me. In Flames, in general, is a band I love. While they started out as a death metal band (which I'm not a fan of), their evolution to a "lighter" sound (which is still MUCH heavier than what you'll hear on your typical radio play) really drew me in. Been working backwards through their catalogue, currently owning their last three albums...
Ted has a new... I don't want to call him a boyfriend so I'll go with "lover". Which is annoying because now I have to deal with additional noise every once in awhile. Fortunately, Ted's kind enough to try and mostly invite him over while I'm at work, but every once in awhile they're still "busy" by the time I'm home... Funny thing is, I've actually never even seen the guy. I think Ted said his name was Simon or something...
Recently discovered the Slender Man "side story" blogs that exist out there on the big, wide web. The things absolutely fascinate me. Right now, my favorite (by far) is Seeking Truth. It's the story of Zeke Strahm, a detective who is currently working on a string of murders and disappearances that may or may not tie back to Slender Man. Has a fantastic writing style that, while occasionally feeling cheesy, is also very engrossing.
One I've got an eye on is "alwayslookback", which is a relaunch of one of the original blogs. Unfortunately, that blog seems to have died out already, which really stinking sucks since I read the plans on the original and it sounded intriguing.
The last one I particularly like is A Rainbow Life. It's an odd title for a Slender Blog, but it's also got enough motion to it to make it worth keeping an eye on. I'm not sure it'll be as atypical as Seeking Truth, or if it'll stick to the old, basic stories, but we'll see :).
In all honesty, reading these blogs almost makes me want to make my own. I'll be sure to post a link here if I do. Not that that'll be good advertising at all since no one reads this but Ted, but still :P.
Anyways, gotta get ready for the date. Wish me luck!
Hey! In Flames! I posted that song the other day because I love it so goddamn much. It's almost my theme song, in some ways. I see myself as a pessimist sometimes, and that song just speaks volumes to me. In Flames, in general, is a band I love. While they started out as a death metal band (which I'm not a fan of), their evolution to a "lighter" sound (which is still MUCH heavier than what you'll hear on your typical radio play) really drew me in. Been working backwards through their catalogue, currently owning their last three albums...
Ted has a new... I don't want to call him a boyfriend so I'll go with "lover". Which is annoying because now I have to deal with additional noise every once in awhile. Fortunately, Ted's kind enough to try and mostly invite him over while I'm at work, but every once in awhile they're still "busy" by the time I'm home... Funny thing is, I've actually never even seen the guy. I think Ted said his name was Simon or something...
Recently discovered the Slender Man "side story" blogs that exist out there on the big, wide web. The things absolutely fascinate me. Right now, my favorite (by far) is Seeking Truth. It's the story of Zeke Strahm, a detective who is currently working on a string of murders and disappearances that may or may not tie back to Slender Man. Has a fantastic writing style that, while occasionally feeling cheesy, is also very engrossing.
One I've got an eye on is "alwayslookback", which is a relaunch of one of the original blogs. Unfortunately, that blog seems to have died out already, which really stinking sucks since I read the plans on the original and it sounded intriguing.
The last one I particularly like is A Rainbow Life. It's an odd title for a Slender Blog, but it's also got enough motion to it to make it worth keeping an eye on. I'm not sure it'll be as atypical as Seeking Truth, or if it'll stick to the old, basic stories, but we'll see :).
In all honesty, reading these blogs almost makes me want to make my own. I'll be sure to post a link here if I do. Not that that'll be good advertising at all since no one reads this but Ted, but still :P.
Anyways, gotta get ready for the date. Wish me luck!
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Calm, peace, tranquility...
Yeah... kind of had an outburst this morning, as all of you (which is none of you, since there are none who read this blog) saw. Last night, Ted and I were out at the mall. Ted was doing his usual sexual harassment schtick, and I played my part as both willing recipient and unwilling refuser. It's just a game we've played ever since Ted came out of the closet. We even used to do it when I was dating Kiera (which annoyed her to hell and back whenever I jokingly reciprocated his advances). Some old fart decided to get in our faces, preaching the "ways of God" and all that jazz.
Now, I have nothing against the nice Christians. I mean, you know even the polite ones are still judging you. It's in their eyes. But still, I can stand them. Hell, they're generally a better class of person than your typical asshole. However, I cannot stand the biggoted ones. What's more, I can't stand when someone insults a friend. It's even worse when it's my best one, and it's happening in front of me.
I went off like a firecracker, which is very, very rare. Ted had to pull me away from the man, and we were actually stopped and talked to by mall security. Fortunately, I'd cooled off at that point and Ted and I were allowed to continue on our merry way. Woke up this morning pissed off once more, so the earlier post happened... I'm a bit embarrassed by it now, but it did get me back on the blogging circuit...
Now today went fantastic, so I really don't mind yesterday anymore :). Amelia was at work, and we spent all day chatting and flirting whenever we could. Occasionally my manager would come along and he'd send me somewhere else, but I'd always find an excuse to return. Ended up setting up our second date for later this week. We're going to go see Iron Man 2 and then hit up the local coffee shop. That's right. I'm taking a girl to an action movie for a second date. Turns out she's a part-time comic geek thanks to her older brother. I knew from the start she was a catch :). It should be a great time...
Oh, and I promised a photo of Ted's ToTheArk mask about a week ago after he spooked the hell out of me, so here it is :). As you can see, Ted isn't the most artistic type, but it's not a horrific replica...
Now, I have nothing against the nice Christians. I mean, you know even the polite ones are still judging you. It's in their eyes. But still, I can stand them. Hell, they're generally a better class of person than your typical asshole. However, I cannot stand the biggoted ones. What's more, I can't stand when someone insults a friend. It's even worse when it's my best one, and it's happening in front of me.
I went off like a firecracker, which is very, very rare. Ted had to pull me away from the man, and we were actually stopped and talked to by mall security. Fortunately, I'd cooled off at that point and Ted and I were allowed to continue on our merry way. Woke up this morning pissed off once more, so the earlier post happened... I'm a bit embarrassed by it now, but it did get me back on the blogging circuit...
Now today went fantastic, so I really don't mind yesterday anymore :). Amelia was at work, and we spent all day chatting and flirting whenever we could. Occasionally my manager would come along and he'd send me somewhere else, but I'd always find an excuse to return. Ended up setting up our second date for later this week. We're going to go see Iron Man 2 and then hit up the local coffee shop. That's right. I'm taking a girl to an action movie for a second date. Turns out she's a part-time comic geek thanks to her older brother. I knew from the start she was a catch :). It should be a great time...
Oh, and I promised a photo of Ted's ToTheArk mask about a week ago after he spooked the hell out of me, so here it is :). As you can see, Ted isn't the most artistic type, but it's not a horrific replica...
This one's for you...
Hey, anonymous grandpa asshole, standing there in your old man pants and perfectly ironed shirt, glasses covering your beady little eyes set in that overwrinkled face. I'm addressing you today, after what you did to me and my friend last night. Yeah, you know who we are.
Ted and I were the ones walking around the mall that evening. Ted was the one who was making gay advances on me, as he always does. I was the one who was playfully alternating between flirting back and shoving him away. You were the one who stopped us in the bookstore to ask us with self righteous indignation if we were homosexuals. Ted was the one who said that I wasn't, but he is. You were the one who told him he's a sinner who needed to repent or he'd burn in hell. I'm the one who shouted in your face and had to be dragged away by Ted.
Listen here. There is no God. There is not great, pious, ineffable being hanging out in the clouds, just waiting to send lightning bolts and hellfire after those who don't conform to your shitty little society. Our culture isn't falling away from some fictional pure times that you remember from when you were growing up. No, our culture is the one who's growing up, shaking off the bonds of a system that repressed it for so long. So why aren't you growing with it? Your mind is still trapped in the 50's. Tell ya what, grandpa. It's 2010. Open your goddamn mind and let a little bit of air in.
God is just a fiction that humanity, admittedly, needed to pull itself out of the muck of "the beginning" (which, by the way, God didn't cause because, hey!, he doesn't exist). We, as a race, are older now. We don't need our imaginary friend/judge to guide us along life's road. Science and philosophy have replaced Our Lord with simple facts of life. There is no God. There is no Heaven. They simply do not exist.
There is as much a God as there is a Slender Man. They are only "real" inside of our minds. You may as well worship the tall, faceless man in the business suit as the floating, bearded one dressed in white robes. They're equally worthy of your time... No, wait, scratch that. I'd rather worship Slender Man. At least he doesn't condemn people to an eternity of hell (just a short time with no internal organs, then you die).
So, you know what, back the hell off from Ted just because he's different. Keep your "God-breathed" morals to yourself. My friend isn't hurting anyone. You're hurting millions. So fuck off, grandpa. I've got a life to live.
Ted and I were the ones walking around the mall that evening. Ted was the one who was making gay advances on me, as he always does. I was the one who was playfully alternating between flirting back and shoving him away. You were the one who stopped us in the bookstore to ask us with self righteous indignation if we were homosexuals. Ted was the one who said that I wasn't, but he is. You were the one who told him he's a sinner who needed to repent or he'd burn in hell. I'm the one who shouted in your face and had to be dragged away by Ted.
Listen here. There is no God. There is not great, pious, ineffable being hanging out in the clouds, just waiting to send lightning bolts and hellfire after those who don't conform to your shitty little society. Our culture isn't falling away from some fictional pure times that you remember from when you were growing up. No, our culture is the one who's growing up, shaking off the bonds of a system that repressed it for so long. So why aren't you growing with it? Your mind is still trapped in the 50's. Tell ya what, grandpa. It's 2010. Open your goddamn mind and let a little bit of air in.
God is just a fiction that humanity, admittedly, needed to pull itself out of the muck of "the beginning" (which, by the way, God didn't cause because, hey!, he doesn't exist). We, as a race, are older now. We don't need our imaginary friend/judge to guide us along life's road. Science and philosophy have replaced Our Lord with simple facts of life. There is no God. There is no Heaven. They simply do not exist.
There is as much a God as there is a Slender Man. They are only "real" inside of our minds. You may as well worship the tall, faceless man in the business suit as the floating, bearded one dressed in white robes. They're equally worthy of your time... No, wait, scratch that. I'd rather worship Slender Man. At least he doesn't condemn people to an eternity of hell (just a short time with no internal organs, then you die).
So, you know what, back the hell off from Ted just because he's different. Keep your "God-breathed" morals to yourself. My friend isn't hurting anyone. You're hurting millions. So fuck off, grandpa. I've got a life to live.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Masked Attack
Let me paint you a picture in your mind...
It's right around midnight. I've just finished watching Marble Hornets and reading through the forums at Unfiction. I spend a little bit of time surfing the Internet, and fire off some good night texts to Amelia before knocking on Ted's door to see if he wants to do anything tomorrow. He, of course, lets me in.
Where I'm then blessed by a full frontal assault on my eyeballs as I see him laying naked on his bed, watching television. My first gut instinct is to scream. Then throw something at his junk. But, at this point, I'm used to his shenanigans. We have a short conversation, him sexually harassing me the entire time trying to "get me in bed with his hawtness" (his words), and I head back to my room to sleep.
At around 3 a.m., I slowly stir. I have a vague sense of unease as my eyes try to open, but are held down by sleep. And that's when I hear a tiny rustling noise in my room, right next to my bed. I figured it was just a paper blowing because of my fan, but it gave me the motivation I needed to open my eyes completely. Rolling over, I am greeted by the Masked Man, crouching in my room, inches from my face, head tilted unnaturally.
Shouting, I shove him away, body on autopilot, grabbing at the baseball bat I leave in the crack between my bed and the wall. I jump off the bed, standing over the Masked Man, bat about to come crashing on his head... when I realize he's laughing. He's laughing Ted's laugh. Reaching down, I tug the mask off my asshole roommate's face, who is rolling on the floor, laughing hysterically. I come within inches of hitting him with the bat, even after the realization of it being a prank, for being such an asshole.
Instead, I sit back down on my bed, adrenaline coursing through me. We both calm down, me from fright, him from mirth. Ted sits down beside me, gently rubbing my leg as though he were my lover (the rumors aren't true, for the record), and explains that the mask is why he was giggling so much all day and had locked himself away in his room. He dropped it in my lap, told me to keep it as a present, and then left. But not before making the eyeroll-inducing offer that I could sleep with him tonight if I got scared...
So I spent the rest of the night on a fear high, barely able to sleep... Going to try again now. Will probably edit in a photo of the mask later tonight. It's not the best craftsmanship (this is Ted we're talking about), but in the dark, its more than enough to give a fright...
It's right around midnight. I've just finished watching Marble Hornets and reading through the forums at Unfiction. I spend a little bit of time surfing the Internet, and fire off some good night texts to Amelia before knocking on Ted's door to see if he wants to do anything tomorrow. He, of course, lets me in.
Where I'm then blessed by a full frontal assault on my eyeballs as I see him laying naked on his bed, watching television. My first gut instinct is to scream. Then throw something at his junk. But, at this point, I'm used to his shenanigans. We have a short conversation, him sexually harassing me the entire time trying to "get me in bed with his hawtness" (his words), and I head back to my room to sleep.
At around 3 a.m., I slowly stir. I have a vague sense of unease as my eyes try to open, but are held down by sleep. And that's when I hear a tiny rustling noise in my room, right next to my bed. I figured it was just a paper blowing because of my fan, but it gave me the motivation I needed to open my eyes completely. Rolling over, I am greeted by the Masked Man, crouching in my room, inches from my face, head tilted unnaturally.
Shouting, I shove him away, body on autopilot, grabbing at the baseball bat I leave in the crack between my bed and the wall. I jump off the bed, standing over the Masked Man, bat about to come crashing on his head... when I realize he's laughing. He's laughing Ted's laugh. Reaching down, I tug the mask off my asshole roommate's face, who is rolling on the floor, laughing hysterically. I come within inches of hitting him with the bat, even after the realization of it being a prank, for being such an asshole.
Instead, I sit back down on my bed, adrenaline coursing through me. We both calm down, me from fright, him from mirth. Ted sits down beside me, gently rubbing my leg as though he were my lover (the rumors aren't true, for the record), and explains that the mask is why he was giggling so much all day and had locked himself away in his room. He dropped it in my lap, told me to keep it as a present, and then left. But not before making the eyeroll-inducing offer that I could sleep with him tonight if I got scared...
So I spent the rest of the night on a fear high, barely able to sleep... Going to try again now. Will probably edit in a photo of the mask later tonight. It's not the best craftsmanship (this is Ted we're talking about), but in the dark, its more than enough to give a fright...
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Dear Ted...
Or should I say "ToThePark". Hardie har har. Asshole. And stop giggling back there in your room with the door shut. It's freaking creepy man. You've been doing it all day since you got done from doing your shopping and it's annoying as hell. Thank you.
So, today's my day off. Got a new batch of meds from my doctor (antidepressants, putting me on something new as part of a fancy test so who knows if I got a placebo or some such), and put my applications out and about to try and get out of retail (though I'll miss seeing Amelia so often, but considering how well our date went, likely won't have to worry about that). About to do a second run through of Marble Hornets in an attempt to see if I can find anything to tweak any of my theories.
To start, Slender Man (AKA The Operator, thank you MHQ&A). What the hell is up with that? What is he operating? One idea I've heard is that he's like a phone "operator", what with the warp doors and all that. But why does he stalk people, then? Why the interest in Alex?
And totheark. Okay, clearly that's Tim under the mask, but why is he stalking Jay? It's not like the poor guy has any extra info at all, plus Tim seemed mighty stable in Entry #15 and not at all like a masked freak. Also, he doesn't seem quite the "art film" type of ToTheArk's vids. Makes me consider Masked Man and TTA being separate people working together...
Anyways, going to do the rewatch and then get some sleep since I have work tomorrow...
So, today's my day off. Got a new batch of meds from my doctor (antidepressants, putting me on something new as part of a fancy test so who knows if I got a placebo or some such), and put my applications out and about to try and get out of retail (though I'll miss seeing Amelia so often, but considering how well our date went, likely won't have to worry about that). About to do a second run through of Marble Hornets in an attempt to see if I can find anything to tweak any of my theories.
To start, Slender Man (AKA The Operator, thank you MHQ&A). What the hell is up with that? What is he operating? One idea I've heard is that he's like a phone "operator", what with the warp doors and all that. But why does he stalk people, then? Why the interest in Alex?
And totheark. Okay, clearly that's Tim under the mask, but why is he stalking Jay? It's not like the poor guy has any extra info at all, plus Tim seemed mighty stable in Entry #15 and not at all like a masked freak. Also, he doesn't seem quite the "art film" type of ToTheArk's vids. Makes me consider Masked Man and TTA being separate people working together...
Anyways, going to do the rewatch and then get some sleep since I have work tomorrow...
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Friday, May 14, 2010
Today's The Day...
Friday! Amelia. Me. Date. AWESOME! Gonna take her to Columbo's, get some nice Italian food, and lay on some woo. This'll actually be my first date in a while, ever since that relationship with Kiera fell through... But we won't talk about that. Bad shit. Today is a day for positive thoughts.
Ted is out at his office supply job, so I don't have to worry about him pulling anything today. I don't have work, so lots of time to prepare. Using it to make sure I'm all washed up and prepared for my date. I can't wait to see those freckles on that gorgeous, pale face in a place that isn't stupid work...
Which reminds me that I've gotta go apply around town since I don't feel like working in a department store anymore, so I need to start wrapping this up.
But first, Slender Man and Marble Hornets. That shit is freaking awesome, and now I understand why Ted loved it so much. All the Slender Man photos and stories are cool. Some are a bit cheesy, but a few are absolutely brilliant.
However, Marble Hornets... Wow. Just wow. I couldn't sleep well Wednesday night because of it. Didn't help I had a morning shift on Thursday. My asshole manager rode me like a cheap whore about coming into work tired, but what does he know. I spent the entire car ride there and back scanning treelines for Slender Man. Every time I went into the back room, I expected to see ToTheArk (Ted calls him Masky for whatever reason. Think that's stupid...) hanging around, waiting to pounce on me.
So, if there's anyone who actually reads this and wants to lose sleep over a brilliant student film thing, start here, and check out more...
Intro:
Entry #1:
Ted is out at his office supply job, so I don't have to worry about him pulling anything today. I don't have work, so lots of time to prepare. Using it to make sure I'm all washed up and prepared for my date. I can't wait to see those freckles on that gorgeous, pale face in a place that isn't stupid work...
Which reminds me that I've gotta go apply around town since I don't feel like working in a department store anymore, so I need to start wrapping this up.
But first, Slender Man and Marble Hornets. That shit is freaking awesome, and now I understand why Ted loved it so much. All the Slender Man photos and stories are cool. Some are a bit cheesy, but a few are absolutely brilliant.
However, Marble Hornets... Wow. Just wow. I couldn't sleep well Wednesday night because of it. Didn't help I had a morning shift on Thursday. My asshole manager rode me like a cheap whore about coming into work tired, but what does he know. I spent the entire car ride there and back scanning treelines for Slender Man. Every time I went into the back room, I expected to see ToTheArk (Ted calls him Masky for whatever reason. Think that's stupid...) hanging around, waiting to pounce on me.
So, if there's anyone who actually reads this and wants to lose sleep over a brilliant student film thing, start here, and check out more...
Intro:
Entry #1:
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Things are looking up!
I've been so excited lately that I totally forgot about the blog.
It all happened Monday. I got to work, and Amelia was already there. To say my day started off right is an understatement. We spent the whole day chatting whenever my asshole manager didn't pull me away to do some project he ought to know how to do himself... *grumble*... Anyways, turned out we both got off work around 5:00.
If you recall from the last post (oh phantom reader who does not exist), I had plans to go out for dinner with my bro and his GF. After finding out we were both free in time to make it, I spent the rest of the day agonizing over whether or not to go ahead and ask her if she wanted to join us. I texted by brother, who gave me the okay to invite her if I'd like. I then texted Ted his thoughts. His text, word for word:
"You should go for it. Just beware tall men in business suits."
Even when he gives advice, Ted's a prankster. I found out today what he actually meant by that, but I'll get to that in a minute.
So, at the very end of the day, I went ahead and asked Amelia out. I couldn't help it. Those sparkling, emerald eyes just make me get all... weird... And those eyes twinkled like the stars, and her mouth become a small smile before those luscious lips parted to form the words I never thought I'd here...
"Sorry, that's sweet of you, but I can't. Homework. But I'm free this Friday, if you'd like to go out by ourselves instead."
I've been riding on the clouds ever since :). I'm planning on taking her out to this nice local Italian place. Fancy, but not *too* fancy for a first date. Really hoping to impress her. Terrified of planting my face in the dirt... Still, it's worth a shot. After all, that hair...
Anyways, once I got home, I told Ted. He immediately gave me a massive hug, with his signature pelvic thrust thrown in for extra awkward. I asked him what the text was about. He grinned that grin that only Ted has and simply said, "Marble hornets." When I gave him a confused look, he burst out laughing.
He proceeded to tell me to Google "slender man" and then Youtube "marble hornets" for my "education". Gave me a slap on the back, disappeared back to his room. So now I'm about to get to work doing what he told me too, just because I hate being on the outside of one of Ted's jokes...
Can't wait until Friday :D
It all happened Monday. I got to work, and Amelia was already there. To say my day started off right is an understatement. We spent the whole day chatting whenever my asshole manager didn't pull me away to do some project he ought to know how to do himself... *grumble*... Anyways, turned out we both got off work around 5:00.
If you recall from the last post (oh phantom reader who does not exist), I had plans to go out for dinner with my bro and his GF. After finding out we were both free in time to make it, I spent the rest of the day agonizing over whether or not to go ahead and ask her if she wanted to join us. I texted by brother, who gave me the okay to invite her if I'd like. I then texted Ted his thoughts. His text, word for word:
"You should go for it. Just beware tall men in business suits."
Even when he gives advice, Ted's a prankster. I found out today what he actually meant by that, but I'll get to that in a minute.
So, at the very end of the day, I went ahead and asked Amelia out. I couldn't help it. Those sparkling, emerald eyes just make me get all... weird... And those eyes twinkled like the stars, and her mouth become a small smile before those luscious lips parted to form the words I never thought I'd here...
"Sorry, that's sweet of you, but I can't. Homework. But I'm free this Friday, if you'd like to go out by ourselves instead."
I've been riding on the clouds ever since :). I'm planning on taking her out to this nice local Italian place. Fancy, but not *too* fancy for a first date. Really hoping to impress her. Terrified of planting my face in the dirt... Still, it's worth a shot. After all, that hair...
Anyways, once I got home, I told Ted. He immediately gave me a massive hug, with his signature pelvic thrust thrown in for extra awkward. I asked him what the text was about. He grinned that grin that only Ted has and simply said, "Marble hornets." When I gave him a confused look, he burst out laughing.
He proceeded to tell me to Google "slender man" and then Youtube "marble hornets" for my "education". Gave me a slap on the back, disappeared back to his room. So now I'm about to get to work doing what he told me too, just because I hate being on the outside of one of Ted's jokes...
Can't wait until Friday :D
Monday, May 10, 2010
Quickie
About to head out the door for work, but figured I'd drop in for a moment.
Ted is back, dark circles around his eyes from 72 hours of non-stop gaming charged by Red Bull and Mountain Dew. He muttered a greeting as he staggered in the door at about midnight last night, then something about locking the house up in case he was followed. He proceeded to stumble down the hallway into his room, slamming the door shut. I tried to open it to see why he was worried about being stalked, only to find he'd locked that door as well. Odd. Normally his door is wide open, even when he's doing... private business. *shudder*
Anyways, I gotta get to work. Amelia's supposed to be in, if she isn't sick, so that should be cool. We got in a new shipment of clothes (whoop-dee-doo), so I get to run around putting everything where it goes and making sure it's "absolutely perfect" for my manager...
In fun news, I'm going out for dinner with my younger brother and his girlfriend afterwords. I'm considering asking Amelia when she gets off work to see if she wants to go along, but I'll probably chicken out like the coward I am.
Bah. Spent too long here. Gonna be late...
Ted is back, dark circles around his eyes from 72 hours of non-stop gaming charged by Red Bull and Mountain Dew. He muttered a greeting as he staggered in the door at about midnight last night, then something about locking the house up in case he was followed. He proceeded to stumble down the hallway into his room, slamming the door shut. I tried to open it to see why he was worried about being stalked, only to find he'd locked that door as well. Odd. Normally his door is wide open, even when he's doing... private business. *shudder*
Anyways, I gotta get to work. Amelia's supposed to be in, if she isn't sick, so that should be cool. We got in a new shipment of clothes (whoop-dee-doo), so I get to run around putting everything where it goes and making sure it's "absolutely perfect" for my manager...
In fun news, I'm going out for dinner with my younger brother and his girlfriend afterwords. I'm considering asking Amelia when she gets off work to see if she wants to go along, but I'll probably chicken out like the coward I am.
Bah. Spent too long here. Gonna be late...
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Been a while
Bleh. Haven't written in a few days so I figured I'd pop back in real quick.
Work sucks. Amelia called in sick on Thursday so I didn't get to see that gorgeous curly, red hair bobbing about the aisles or hear that voice as we chatter and flirt. She wasn't scheduled Friday/Saturday either, so I've been completely beautyless for the past four days. Also, did I mention work totally sucks? I hate working retail. As soon as I graduate, I'm going straight into engineering and not looking back...
Ted is still at the gaming convention/get-together until later tonight. He's been texting me since he left on Friday. I've apparently missed out on Team Fortress 2 LAN and someone actually brought the Doctor Who RPG! NO FUCKING FAIR. Biggest damn Doctor Who nerd on the planet (okay, not that much. Just a fan of the new ones...) and I miss out on playing the pen-and-paper version because of stupid work. He says it wasn't that great, but he's not a massive DW fan (he "respects" it. Whatever...).
Other than those two things, it sounds like I just missed the usual: pizza, D&D, Arkham Horror, etc. Ted apparently had a raging good time, and made enough new buddies to rub it all in my face. Strangely enough, he's been sending these odd texts about a "slender man" and "marble hornets" on Youtube. Must be some meme I've missed or something.
Anyways, I gotta go get food for errands. Ted gets back in a few hours so I'll grill him then on if he befriended the guy with the Doctor Who book so I can try and get my hands on it... Try to update again later...
Work sucks. Amelia called in sick on Thursday so I didn't get to see that gorgeous curly, red hair bobbing about the aisles or hear that voice as we chatter and flirt. She wasn't scheduled Friday/Saturday either, so I've been completely beautyless for the past four days. Also, did I mention work totally sucks? I hate working retail. As soon as I graduate, I'm going straight into engineering and not looking back...
Ted is still at the gaming convention/get-together until later tonight. He's been texting me since he left on Friday. I've apparently missed out on Team Fortress 2 LAN and someone actually brought the Doctor Who RPG! NO FUCKING FAIR. Biggest damn Doctor Who nerd on the planet (okay, not that much. Just a fan of the new ones...) and I miss out on playing the pen-and-paper version because of stupid work. He says it wasn't that great, but he's not a massive DW fan (he "respects" it. Whatever...).
Other than those two things, it sounds like I just missed the usual: pizza, D&D, Arkham Horror, etc. Ted apparently had a raging good time, and made enough new buddies to rub it all in my face. Strangely enough, he's been sending these odd texts about a "slender man" and "marble hornets" on Youtube. Must be some meme I've missed or something.
Anyways, I gotta go get food for errands. Ted gets back in a few hours so I'll grill him then on if he befriended the guy with the Doctor Who book so I can try and get my hands on it... Try to update again later...
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Hot sauce FTW
Just got back home from work and running errands about half an hour ago. Turns out that Ted wasn't a huge fan of his sandwich at lunch today, having to guzzle his Coke and then run for the employee water fountain. Even after standing there for several minutes, he nearly had to go to the bathroom due to the amount of habanero sauce I put on his food. Apparently, his face was lobster red for a solid hour afterwords. Wish I could have been there to see it...
Instead, I got home and immediately had a tub of water dropped on me from the roof where Ted stood. Was pissed at first, thinking my phone and iPod could have been fried, but they didn't get hit badly. After I got changed and dried off, Ted and I had a good laugh and we called it even. For now.
Work sucked. Amelia wasn't scheduled for today, so I had no one I particularly enjoyed chatting with for those seven hours. I mean, my other coworkers are alright, but Amelia... I swear she's something special. I wish I could ask her out to a movie or something, but she's told me all about these other boys she's interested in and... I dunno. A nerd like me doesn't stand a chance with a girl like her. So, for now, we're just work buddies. Wish it was more...
So, work more tomorrow. And Amelia *is* supposed to come in, so there's that. Ted is leaving on Friday for a nearby gaming convention. Just a small, local thing at the community college getting together for a three day video game/RPG/board game-fest. I'd go, but work wouldn't give me time off since I was already scheduled.
Final thought: The Protomen. Finally got around to listening to them. My mind has been blown. Wish they'd have a live show around here. That'd be fantastic. But nothing interesting ever happens around here...
Instead, I got home and immediately had a tub of water dropped on me from the roof where Ted stood. Was pissed at first, thinking my phone and iPod could have been fried, but they didn't get hit badly. After I got changed and dried off, Ted and I had a good laugh and we called it even. For now.
Work sucked. Amelia wasn't scheduled for today, so I had no one I particularly enjoyed chatting with for those seven hours. I mean, my other coworkers are alright, but Amelia... I swear she's something special. I wish I could ask her out to a movie or something, but she's told me all about these other boys she's interested in and... I dunno. A nerd like me doesn't stand a chance with a girl like her. So, for now, we're just work buddies. Wish it was more...
So, work more tomorrow. And Amelia *is* supposed to come in, so there's that. Ted is leaving on Friday for a nearby gaming convention. Just a small, local thing at the community college getting together for a three day video game/RPG/board game-fest. I'd go, but work wouldn't give me time off since I was already scheduled.
Final thought: The Protomen. Finally got around to listening to them. My mind has been blown. Wish they'd have a live show around here. That'd be fantastic. But nothing interesting ever happens around here...
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
And life in general...
I've gone back and forth on how to kick this off, but I might as well just go ahead and write some shit.
I'm not entirely sure why I decided to start a blog. I just did. I've got nothing better to do now that my college classes are done for the semester. Oh, sure, there's always work, but I bloody hate working at that crappy little department store... Except for Amelia. I rather like her. Oh, and I guess getting paid is nice. But that place is hell, and I'm pounding the pavement looking for other work. With a bit of luck, I might just find something better, maybe even in the computer field.
Ha. Luck. That's something I've never seen much of.
Oh, this is actually turning out alright. Bit "stream of conscious"-y, but I rather enjoy writing those. That's what this is about, right? Blogging? It's about just doing something I like to do. Something I li
Fucking TED! Just ran in here with a goddamn squirt gun yelling about the beginning of Summer. Bastard locked himself in his room before I could get back at him...
...Oh. Right. This is public so I should explain that. Ted's my roommate. Literally known him since first grade, and we've been renting this crappy little house in this crappy little subdivision for the past six months. He's a fellow nerd, serious World of Warcraft player, and the most annoying prankster I've ever known. From paper in shoes, to plastic wrap over the toilet, to banging on my door while growling the night I watched 28 Days Later, jerk keeps me on my toes. Still, he pays his half of the rent, so I can't complain.
Still, I should go get him back for that water gun assault. We'll see how the giant likes it when his sandwich he packed for lunch tomorrow is covered in habanero sauce...
I'm not entirely sure why I decided to start a blog. I just did. I've got nothing better to do now that my college classes are done for the semester. Oh, sure, there's always work, but I bloody hate working at that crappy little department store... Except for Amelia. I rather like her. Oh, and I guess getting paid is nice. But that place is hell, and I'm pounding the pavement looking for other work. With a bit of luck, I might just find something better, maybe even in the computer field.
Ha. Luck. That's something I've never seen much of.
Oh, this is actually turning out alright. Bit "stream of conscious"-y, but I rather enjoy writing those. That's what this is about, right? Blogging? It's about just doing something I like to do. Something I li
Fucking TED! Just ran in here with a goddamn squirt gun yelling about the beginning of Summer. Bastard locked himself in his room before I could get back at him...
...Oh. Right. This is public so I should explain that. Ted's my roommate. Literally known him since first grade, and we've been renting this crappy little house in this crappy little subdivision for the past six months. He's a fellow nerd, serious World of Warcraft player, and the most annoying prankster I've ever known. From paper in shoes, to plastic wrap over the toilet, to banging on my door while growling the night I watched 28 Days Later, jerk keeps me on my toes. Still, he pays his half of the rent, so I can't complain.
Still, I should go get him back for that water gun assault. We'll see how the giant likes it when his sandwich he packed for lunch tomorrow is covered in habanero sauce...
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