It has been an extremely long, good, fun, tragic, emotional, tiring weekend. Really, any adjective that you can think of can somehow be applied to the last four days of my mild life. On Wednesday I planted my hanging tomato garden, 4 types of tomatoes, two types of basil, orange habanero, and my lemon thyme in it. If the basil fails to sprout, the only thing that was not a seedling when I planted it, I’m going to replace it with strawberries. Strawberries and habaneros, that’s a nice combination. The most important thing I did on Thursday and Friday was to see V for Vendetta both days.
“This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is it vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished, as the once vital voice of the verisimilitude now venerates what they once vilified. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, and so it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.”
That quote from the beginning pretty much sums up the entire movie. It’s not 100% accurate, there are some bits from that monologue that are missing from the film. It’s a wonderful movie. When we saw it Friday night we went and ate at IHOP afterwards and talked for about an hour or two after. I didn’t even get home till 4 in the morning from dropping the last friend off. I did all my sleeping for the whole weekend on Saturday morning.
V is the type of movie that you can see and then really TALK about, and that’s incredibly rare. We discussed issues, and feelings, and the direction of the world, how safe we felt and whether we though V was a good guy or a bad guy. We talked for hours about the smaller aspects, the reasoning behind the events and the subtleties. It was awesome. I want to see the movie again.
Saturday afternoon started with a phone call from my sister, filled with tears telling me that she had to move out of her boyfriend’s house. She quit her job to move in with him and he let her do that while he was thinking of going back to his old girlfriend. Then, he told her to move out by Sunday on Saturday. I could kick his ass.
There was nothing we could do about it on Saturday, but I did make plans to drive up there on Sunday with my dad.
The party we planned for Saturday went off without a hitch, it was awesome, and we played tons of games on the wall with the projector. It was totally sweet. I made the best Margaritas ever. Mike ordered pizza, and everyone was there, hanging out and playing games. Things broke up about midnight so that Mike and I could go to sleep, he had church in the morning and I was leaving my dad’s house for Dallas at eight. I still couldn’t sleep, I just couldn’t shut down my brain; it was scary. I’d never driven so far in my life.
So I got up at 7 and got ready, then I took Joe with me, he’d been hanging out all weekend, and I didn’t have a radio, my dad said he might ride with my sister on the way back, so I figured he could talk to me to keep me awake. We got back right around 8 in the evening, lots of adventures, but it’s really hard to keep it all straight and talk about it, mostly, it was long, and tiring, and I was feeling sick from not sleeping. I dropped Joe off and went home to sleep as soon as I could. I skipped school this morning because I was tired and it was raining. I didn’t feel like walking through the rain to my class. I would have done it any day but after a day like Sunday with 40 hours of no sleep.
I have some images I’ll post later from something my dad found and gave back to me.
Monday, March 20, 2006
Height of Spring Break
It has been an extremely long, good, fun, tragic, emotional, tiring weekend. Really, any adjective that you can think of can somehow be applied to the last four days of my mild life. On Wednesday I planted my hanging tomato garden, 4 types of tomatoes, two types of basil, orange habanero, and my lemon thyme in it. If the basil fails to sprout, the only thing that was not a seedling when I planted it, I’m going to replace it with strawberries. Strawberries and habaneros, that’s a nice combination. The most important thing I did on Thursday and Friday was to see V for Vendetta both days.
“This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is it vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished, as the once vital voice of the verisimilitude now venerates what they once vilified. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, and so it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.”
That quote from the beginning pretty much sums up the entire movie. It’s not 100% accurate, there are some bits from that monologue that are missing from the film. It’s a wonderful movie. When we saw it Friday night we went and ate at IHOP afterwards and talked for about an hour or two after. I didn’t even get home till 4 in the morning from dropping the last friend off. I did all my sleeping for the whole weekend on Saturday morning.
V is the type of movie that you can see and then really TALK about, and that’s incredibly rare. We discussed issues, and feelings, and the direction of the world, how safe we felt and whether we though V was a good guy or a bad guy. We talked for hours about the smaller aspects, the reasoning behind the events and the subtleties. It was awesome. I want to see the movie again.
Saturday afternoon started with a phone call from my sister, filled with tears telling me that she had to move out of her boyfriend’s house. She quit her job to move in with him and he let her do that while he was thinking of going back to his old girlfriend. Then, he told her to move out by Sunday on Saturday. I could kick his ass.
There was nothing we could do about it on Saturday, but I did make plans to drive up there on Sunday with my dad.
The party we planned for Saturday went off without a hitch, it was awesome, and we played tons of games on the wall with the projector. It was totally sweet. I made the best Margaritas ever. Mike ordered pizza, and everyone was there, hanging out and playing games. Things broke up about midnight so that Mike and I could go to sleep, he had church in the morning and I was leaving my dad’s house for Dallas at eight. I still couldn’t sleep, I just couldn’t shut down my brain; it was scary. I’d never driven so far in my life.
So I got up at 7 and got ready, then I took Joe with me, he’d been hanging out all weekend, and I didn’t have a radio, my dad said he might ride with my sister on the way back, so I figured he could talk to me to keep me awake. We got back right around 8 in the evening, lots of adventures, but it’s really hard to keep it all straight and talk about it, mostly, it was long, and tiring, and I was feeling sick from not sleeping. I dropped Joe off and went home to sleep as soon as I could. I skipped school this morning because I was tired and it was raining. I didn’t feel like walking through the rain to my class. I would have done it any day but after a day like Sunday with 40 hours of no sleep.
I have some images I’ll post later from something my dad found and gave back to me.
“This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is it vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished, as the once vital voice of the verisimilitude now venerates what they once vilified. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, and so it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.”
That quote from the beginning pretty much sums up the entire movie. It’s not 100% accurate, there are some bits from that monologue that are missing from the film. It’s a wonderful movie. When we saw it Friday night we went and ate at IHOP afterwards and talked for about an hour or two after. I didn’t even get home till 4 in the morning from dropping the last friend off. I did all my sleeping for the whole weekend on Saturday morning.
V is the type of movie that you can see and then really TALK about, and that’s incredibly rare. We discussed issues, and feelings, and the direction of the world, how safe we felt and whether we though V was a good guy or a bad guy. We talked for hours about the smaller aspects, the reasoning behind the events and the subtleties. It was awesome. I want to see the movie again.
Saturday afternoon started with a phone call from my sister, filled with tears telling me that she had to move out of her boyfriend’s house. She quit her job to move in with him and he let her do that while he was thinking of going back to his old girlfriend. Then, he told her to move out by Sunday on Saturday. I could kick his ass.
There was nothing we could do about it on Saturday, but I did make plans to drive up there on Sunday with my dad.
The party we planned for Saturday went off without a hitch, it was awesome, and we played tons of games on the wall with the projector. It was totally sweet. I made the best Margaritas ever. Mike ordered pizza, and everyone was there, hanging out and playing games. Things broke up about midnight so that Mike and I could go to sleep, he had church in the morning and I was leaving my dad’s house for Dallas at eight. I still couldn’t sleep, I just couldn’t shut down my brain; it was scary. I’d never driven so far in my life.
So I got up at 7 and got ready, then I took Joe with me, he’d been hanging out all weekend, and I didn’t have a radio, my dad said he might ride with my sister on the way back, so I figured he could talk to me to keep me awake. We got back right around 8 in the evening, lots of adventures, but it’s really hard to keep it all straight and talk about it, mostly, it was long, and tiring, and I was feeling sick from not sleeping. I dropped Joe off and went home to sleep as soon as I could. I skipped school this morning because I was tired and it was raining. I didn’t feel like walking through the rain to my class. I would have done it any day but after a day like Sunday with 40 hours of no sleep.
I have some images I’ll post later from something my dad found and gave back to me.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Vacation
I don’t really like doing nothing at all, I didn’t do NOTHING, I mean, I did a ton of work in Metal Slug Advance. I’ve completed 4 of the 5 missions with gold complete status, and I’ve gotten really good at kicking the final baddy’s buttocks. I also listened to a few totally new songs and played urban dead, and the real productive thing I did was work on Red Horizon, which is coming out very nicely.
My mom is coming over to do laundry again, they’re starting work on fixing her house soon, so happy days there. I got Thursday and Friday off! Huzzah! Now… I don’t want to go to Oklahoma, I’d really like to stay here and plant plants and roleplay on Thursday, watch V for Vendetta on Friday, work in the yard on Saturday, and roleplay on Sunday evening. I really don’t like the thought of spending all that time driving, waiting for mom to do a job interview, then spending little time with Grandma and Grandpa and then a little time with them in church, then leaving and getting back late on Sunday, missing the game, and having to get up early for school the next day. I just don’t feel like it.
My mom is coming over to do laundry again, they’re starting work on fixing her house soon, so happy days there. I got Thursday and Friday off! Huzzah! Now… I don’t want to go to Oklahoma, I’d really like to stay here and plant plants and roleplay on Thursday, watch V for Vendetta on Friday, work in the yard on Saturday, and roleplay on Sunday evening. I really don’t like the thought of spending all that time driving, waiting for mom to do a job interview, then spending little time with Grandma and Grandpa and then a little time with them in church, then leaving and getting back late on Sunday, missing the game, and having to get up early for school the next day. I just don’t feel like it.
Monday, March 13, 2006
Weekend!
This weekend was super-awesome and full. On Friday I had my test in class, and that went okay, plus something else, I know something else really important happened on Friday, but I can’t remember what it was. Oh, now I do. I had dinner with my mom at that Lebanese restaurant, which was really interesting. They had a belly dancer, this time, and it wasn’t what I expected belly dancing to be. I thought the hand gestures were really interesting and essential to it. Her smile was REALLY creepy. Like a doll, or something, it was just so frozen and big.
Anywho, so, I did manage to get plans together for a decent sized grill on Saturday, and that went really well. The day started kind of late, I played F.E.A.R. until 3 in the afternoon, which was enough time to beat the game. The whole time I had trouble getting a hold of mom, who promised to bring some stuff for the bbq, but then never called back, she eventually did bring something, but, she brought it too late to use because so much other food was done. It’s okay though. Jackson, Justin, Jake, John, Kevin, Russell, Tim, Mike, Cymeron, and my mom showed up. The food came out really, really well, and a GREAT time was had by all, even more than usual. John’s xbox kept Cymeron happy, and my mom watched Firefly on the TV, and everyone else played various games and just chatted all night. There were smoked hamburgers, awesome jalapeno poppers, and divine baked beans as well as lamb ribs (not nearly as good as the last set). I learned a few new things about the quality of smoke because some of the smoke was acrid because of the way I accidentally smothered the fire initially, I’d heard about it before but always thought, since I never experienced it, that I just wasn’t good enough to taste it. Now that I’ve actually made the mistake I know that I just wasn’t making it before. You can tell, it’s a dark stingy taste; it got into some of the onions.
Jackson got some of us playing trade wars and it ended up being very cool. I think it would be very awesome to play online over OpenRPG. All you’d have to do is scan the board in and the pieces and you could use the map screen to play any board game, this one would be very cool to use like that because of how simple it is. Anyhow, the night went late, then I fell asleep after playing online some and cleaning up. The next day started just as late and all I did was beat Metal Slug Advance, eat lunch at IHOP with my mom, and play RPG with John… met the new player and discussed his character and he will be able to play next game session.
And that takes me up to today… I finally asked for some time off, I may get Thursday and Friday off, and that will be cool, I just don’t want to travel out of town.
Anywho, so, I did manage to get plans together for a decent sized grill on Saturday, and that went really well. The day started kind of late, I played F.E.A.R. until 3 in the afternoon, which was enough time to beat the game. The whole time I had trouble getting a hold of mom, who promised to bring some stuff for the bbq, but then never called back, she eventually did bring something, but, she brought it too late to use because so much other food was done. It’s okay though. Jackson, Justin, Jake, John, Kevin, Russell, Tim, Mike, Cymeron, and my mom showed up. The food came out really, really well, and a GREAT time was had by all, even more than usual. John’s xbox kept Cymeron happy, and my mom watched Firefly on the TV, and everyone else played various games and just chatted all night. There were smoked hamburgers, awesome jalapeno poppers, and divine baked beans as well as lamb ribs (not nearly as good as the last set). I learned a few new things about the quality of smoke because some of the smoke was acrid because of the way I accidentally smothered the fire initially, I’d heard about it before but always thought, since I never experienced it, that I just wasn’t good enough to taste it. Now that I’ve actually made the mistake I know that I just wasn’t making it before. You can tell, it’s a dark stingy taste; it got into some of the onions.
Jackson got some of us playing trade wars and it ended up being very cool. I think it would be very awesome to play online over OpenRPG. All you’d have to do is scan the board in and the pieces and you could use the map screen to play any board game, this one would be very cool to use like that because of how simple it is. Anyhow, the night went late, then I fell asleep after playing online some and cleaning up. The next day started just as late and all I did was beat Metal Slug Advance, eat lunch at IHOP with my mom, and play RPG with John… met the new player and discussed his character and he will be able to play next game session.
And that takes me up to today… I finally asked for some time off, I may get Thursday and Friday off, and that will be cool, I just don’t want to travel out of town.
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