I have spent the last 3 hours playing Megaman 2. What started as a casual game to kill time became a mission to defeat that goddamned dr. wiley. I think most of my anger stems from those fucking birds that drop the eggs on air man's level. The eggs that explode into a million little tiny birds that fuck you up like a carcrash. Anyway, I just beat it. I havn't done that since I was 8 or 9. It was a struggle this time around -- I must have been a badass when I was a kid.This weekend has gone by so quickly. It was a blur. A sexy blur, filled with wine and cheap beer.
Friday night was spent at the Schinz, seeing Alanis Morrisette with a friend. She totally conned me into going. I didn't have to pay for the ticket. It was entertaining, but seriously, the crowd was awesome. Middle aged couples, with their hands in each other's back pockets. It was gross. I had a good time; I ended up getting pretty thrashed on the shitty merlot they were selling.
I also got paid on Friday (aka Eric's trip to MONEY CITY). Those bastards took out over $1100 in taxes. WTF. I splurged at the employee store, buying lots of shoes (four pairs) among other things. I ended up dropping like $250. DANG.
Saturday night was awesome. I met Sledg at his apartment, we drank greyhounds (our version of the drink [100 proof vodka and squirt]). After downing the drinks while watching the sadness that is the Pink Floyd reformation, we hit up the Pioneer Square mall (which happens to be circular) to see "War of the Worlds."
Worst movie ever.
Sledg and I kept exchanging confused glances. That movie -- SO BAD. Incredible. It was a good laugh though. Tom Cruise is fucking crazy.
We then went to Mary's and Union Jack's and got thrashed. We spent a lot of money on trashy strippers and shitty beer. It was nice though, just us two boys out on the town. I think we bonded. or something.
Fuck, I had planned to write a big ol' long post -- I'm bored now.
Maybe later...
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