My OperaFirst Time Visits
Thursday, June 24, 2004 8:58:58 AM
It went all too well. I woke up wide awake at 8, laid in bed for a half hour, got up, got dressed and grabbed breakfast. Mom had to run my sister out to the skating rink and drop her off. We came back home when Mom realized how much of a shit loaner phone she was given. So she called down to Alltel and found out the problem with her real phone. We ran out there, grabbed it, went to Starbucks 
grabbed some of that beautiful caffienated beverage, and came back home. We ran out again for something...I don't remember. From there, I played around with shtuff on the computer. Nothing new there.
5:30 rolled around and Mom shuffled through her pizza coupons for a place to call. She found one and I called Steph. The pizza man beat her by a long shot. She came...and it was awkward at first, but it straightened up. Yeah...I'm not the best host. We ate pizza. Steph was tickled that I actually ate something around her. After that, we went downstairs and chilled in the living room. My sister...was on...some sort of drug. SHE WOULD NOT QUIT!!!!! At this point in the night, she did not accept the fact that Steph was there and wouldn't try understand what she was saying. Somehow, we made it to my room (the source of all that is technology) and I showed off my collection of CD's and all that. We looked through Winamp for a brief second....I couldn't pick a song and soon gave up whilst Aaron made his attempt to show off RealPlayer, which fell through on him. It liked to crash on Van Halen. WTF PROGRAM CRASHES ON VAN HALEN?!?! It was funny and insulting at the same time. After a while of stuff, I got servant boy Aaron to fetch Findinf Forester from our vast collection of movies and we watched it on the computer. That movie was exceptionally good for that viewing. After that, Amanda was being really...odd and stared at Steph and me...didn't move...didn't say a thing....just stood there....and stared, and she refused to do anything else. If I could bitchslap, it would've come in handy. The rest doesn't matter because it's none of your business. ^^ Well, I had an awesome night!
On Friday, I'm leaving for Buffalo for a week...I sort of stopped Pixel Pimp a few days in advance, and I'm deeply sorry to the fans, but I'm very scrabble-minded. Steph and I are both upset. One week without being able to do anything. (Yeah, laugh it up, you assholes. At least I get along with my girlfriend. New concept for you to think about.) Well, that's about it for now. The only thing I was told about this trip is that Mom is trying to get a picture of me with the Hooters girls in Canada. That's about it. I'm off for the night.
c-ya
grabbed some of that beautiful caffienated beverage, and came back home. We ran out again for something...I don't remember. From there, I played around with shtuff on the computer. Nothing new there.
5:30 rolled around and Mom shuffled through her pizza coupons for a place to call. She found one and I called Steph. The pizza man beat her by a long shot. She came...and it was awkward at first, but it straightened up. Yeah...I'm not the best host. We ate pizza. Steph was tickled that I actually ate something around her.
After that, we went downstairs and chilled in the living room. My sister...was on...some sort of drug. SHE WOULD NOT QUIT!!!!! At this point in the night, she did not accept the fact that Steph was there and wouldn't try understand what she was saying. Somehow, we made it to my room (the source of all that is technology) and I showed off my collection of CD's and all that. We looked through Winamp for a brief second....I couldn't pick a song and soon gave up whilst Aaron made his attempt to show off RealPlayer, which fell through on him. It liked to crash on Van Halen. WTF PROGRAM CRASHES ON VAN HALEN?!?! It was funny and insulting at the same time. After a while of stuff, I got servant boy Aaron to fetch Findinf Forester from our vast collection of movies and we watched it on the computer. That movie was exceptionally good for that viewing. After that, Amanda was being really...odd and stared at Steph and me...didn't move...didn't say a thing....just stood there....and stared, and she refused to do anything else. If I could bitchslap, it would've come in handy. The rest doesn't matter because it's none of your business. ^^ Well, I had an awesome night!
On Friday, I'm leaving for Buffalo for a week...I sort of stopped Pixel Pimp a few days in advance, and I'm deeply sorry to the fans, but I'm very scrabble-minded. Steph and I are both upset. One week without being able to do anything. (Yeah, laugh it up, you assholes. At least I get along with my girlfriend. New concept for you to think about.) Well, that's about it for now. The only thing I was told about this trip is that Mom is trying to get a picture of me with the Hooters girls in Canada. That's about it. I'm off for the night.
c-ya
