About sums it up really. Haven't slept properly in a couple of days.

 

Depending on a phone call I am expecting (assuming that they call me back in the first place), I might end up getting a job at this city's casino as a steward. Assuming I get the job, that will mean a decent full-time job with decent pay; and also a way for me to get into that bartending course I've had interest in for the last few years. This of course is if and only if they DO call me back, and if they have good news. Otherwise that's another avenue exhausted.

 

Have spent a lot of time with Sai lately. For whatever reason our time together as of late has been that little bit more... I don't know. Intimate? Endearing? If only my brain could work. But, enough about my amateurish and most likely sappy dealings with romance. You people are here for the sarcasm, right? So, moving onwards.

 

Brian's finally gotten the surgery on his hand. He should be home tomorrow. In the meantime however his cat Rastus has become a feline ball of pain wrapped in a shell of misery and tipped with claws of iron. She's been clawing incessantly at the back door at night and spends the rest of her time asleep under Brian's desk. I think it's sweet that she misses him but she's been driving me nuts. So has Furball, although he does it simply because he can. Last night I warned him that if he didn't stay away from my computer keyboard the last thing he'd see would be the inside of a saucepan.

 

Yeah, I know. Talking to the cat, I've lost it. Bite me. I was hungry.

 

Typically, I haven't heard from Dad since his phone call on my birthday. I can understand and appreciate that he may have been too busy to come out to say hi. He did tell me there was a pretty big chance he wouldn't be able to. That's not the problem. The problem is my birthday was well over two weeks ago now. Surely it doesn't take two weeks to make a phone call. But, no matter I suppose.

 

A couple of days ago I was able to catch up with Diss. Better yet, I was able to introduce her to Sai. I must have a deathwish; introducing my ladyfriend to my best friend. Much scheming and overall plotting is expected from the pair. I've decided I must be masochistic because I'm actually looking forward to whatever it is they come up with.

 

The trouble I inadvertantly caused regarding Sora has ben cleaned up too, Goddess be praised.

 

And, no word from my family aside from the occasional MSN message from Green.

 

There you go, now you're up to speed on the last week or two. Now I'm going to stand up and pass out, in that order.

 

*thud*

I've no idea why but I feel incredibly badass today. Hence the tagline. I've always thought that when someone is feeling appropriately badass they should be beating the living shit out of thugs, gangstas and Yakuza to a kickass heavy metal soundtrack. And the camera pans directly to the left, swivels and zooms to show the look of fury in the hero's eyes before changing to close range to see him kill another Yakuza with a guttural growl of triumph.

 

The fact that I'm listening to Children of Decadence by Children of Bodom probably isn't helping matters much.

 

Well it's better than Bed of Nails. "I'll tear you like a rubber on a bed of nails" might be an awesome line but considering they're singing about rough and violent sex it's easy to understand why I'm not listening to that right now.

 

Mainly because I saw a DragonballZ music video done to it and while the song suits the fighting, seeing Evil Buu growl the line "I'll tear you like a rubber on a bed of nails" is more than mildly disturbing.

 

Seeing Chi-Chi say it was worse.

 

Yesterday was great; Sai took me to see the new Pirates of the Caribbean movie with her and a friend of hers. That was nice. And I mean nice as in I'm currently feeling too happy and content to describe it properly.

 

Nicer still was the fact that I have lost weight and can now fit into my favorite pair of tight blue jeans; unofficially dubbed the Ass Jeans because the only reason I wear them is to show mine off. Apparently that was to good effect. Downside was that I got whistled at by about five emos sitting at a table outside the local Subway; and stared at by some creepy guy in the cinema. But then again I wore said jeans for Sai's benefit; so I can endure the catcalls of five retards and a future prison inmate.

 

On the downside, I have been a little sick as of late; when my immunity hit the bottom of the barrel as it does every couple of months, I was lucky enough to catch a mild throat infection. That's nearly gone, thankfully; although it did spread a little before my white blood cell count showed it the door. As a result my left ear is a little jarred and my left eye is a bit itchy and very pink. They'll both be healed in a few more days, but that's not to say they're a huge inconvenience in the meantime.

 

Well, I'm outta here. I'm catching up with Diss this afternoon; so that's going to be good. Although if she tries to buy me a birthday present I just might have to club her with it.

 

And remember children. If life throws you lemons, retaliate with a brick.

Well this has been great.

 

Feel free to add biting sarcasm whenever you feel it's appropriate, by the way.

 

I spent yesterday over at Sai's house - I had organised to cook dinner for her and her mother as a thank-you for taking me to dinner on Wednesday. That was perfect, not a thing went wrong.

 

When I got home, well...

 

Soon as I got in the front door, semi-late that night the first thing I did was sit down and have a can of coke as I'd had about six hours sleep the night before and I'd been up about sixteen hours. That and the ordeal of trying to eat the gigantic dinner I cooked for everybody, and I could barely move. Once movement was again possible I headed upstairs, changed and climbed into bed, plugging my mobile phone into its charger for good measure as its battery had been dead from around 10 AM onwards.

 

The phone immediately stared playing D-tecnolife. Somebody had messaged me, huzzah.

 

Said message was from Sora.

 

 

A little background information: As I write this entry it is currently Sunday the 20th of May and therefore the day I received this entry was Saturday the 19th. This weekend there is a LAN party on; and I did not attend because I have been to each and every LAN party since I moved back up here in August 2005 and also because I decided I wanted to take the weekend directly following my birthday off from jobhunting, housework and stress in general; and organising transportation and whatnot for a LAN is stressful. I'd decided that I wanted to spend it with Sai. However, one of my friends (normally I would attempt to preserve some form of anonymity on behalf of my friends but as I no longer consider this jerk a friend, to hell with it. His name is Mark and he is Sora's boyfriend) wasn't too pleased to hear that I wasn't coming. He even went so far as to say - oh screw it, I'll just copy it from my MSN archive. 

 

 

Not an unreasonable request by any means; at least not to someone who isn't paying attention. I had explained to him I had plans for the weekend and he responded with that. Okay, so he wants me to come to the LAN or at least drop in and say hi. Fair enough. But you do NOT pull the "or you're no friend" bullshit. That is called emotional blackmail and would be perfectly understandable were this a wedding or other big event. But it's not. It's a LAN party. There's a LAN party every couple of months. Saying something like that is incredibly rude, especially when it's followed up by saying that if I can't even do that then I don't care about my friends. Okay number one, if I didn't care about my friends I wouldn't even be talking to you, dropkick. Next question. Why is spending one to three hours chatting with my friends unreasonable? It's not. However, telling me that if I don't do that then I may as well be the world's biggest asshole IS unreasonable; particularly when I've been telling everyone all week that I would NOT be coming to the LAN as I already had plans for my weekend. What this amounts to is "whatever you have planned isn't as important, drop everything and get your ass over here". Now, Mark knows that Sai is my girlfriend because I freakin' introduced him to her. We all had lunch together for pity's sake and if the lunch was any indication then he also knows just how badly smitten I am. On top of that he is also aware that I had been spending a lot of time with her and it could in fact be a teensy-weensy little bit possible that my plans for the weekend just might perhaps maybe have something to do with her. Logically speaking, either he figured that out or he didn't. If he didn't then he was just being rude and unthinking. If he did then he was being very rude and unthinking. So not only does his rudeness now extend to "your new girlfriend who you care for very much isn't as important as I am, now move it", but considering he is Sora's boyfriend and does his best to spend as much time with her as he can, this also makes him a hypocrite.

 

As you can imagine, I was far from impressed.

 

Now, back to Sora's message; and this is where my mistake and the tagline of the blog comes in. I did not consider the possibility that it could simply have been Sora who wrote the message; because of my annoyance my perception was clouded and instead I saw a message from Mark that he had Sora write and send to me. And despite how... wonderful my day thus far had been, I lost my temper. I called Sora and abused the hell out of her for it; to the point that I reduced her to tears. Granted I realized halfway through the phonecall that I'd gone over the top and tried to reverse it, but far too late. The good part is I didn't threaten or swear; I simply (and rather angrily) told her that they knew I had plans, they'd asked me to come and I said no I had plans, that does not mean you resort to ordering me around and telling me I had no choice was just plain rude. But in any case my tone seemed to have been enough. Several minutes later I got a phonecall from a rather irate Chan demanding to know just what the hell I'd said to Sora. Feeling guilty as sin, I did my best to explain what the hell was going on and surprisingly I seemed to succeed. Chan told me that the decision to go to lunch and send me that text message was unanimous by everyone in our group (that would mean Chan, Sora, Mark, my roomie Graeme and a friend of mine, Douglas). She also told me that the "you don't have a choice" thing was a joke, to which I pointed out that "You don't have a choice" does not sound like a joke, it sounds like "You don't have a choice".

 

I was able to talk to Chan a little later afterwards as she left the LAN party. Sora has calmed down but isn't happy; and I'm in everyone's bad books.

 

*deep breath*

 

Okay people, I know half of you read this blog. Listen to me.

 

If you want to spend time with me, all you have to do is ask. Don't order or threaten me; as my friends I don't deserve that because I wouldn't do that to you. I'm not smart enough to pick up on subtle either; hints and clues will fly right over my head and crash into a building. If you want something from me all you have to do is ask me nicely and more often than not I'm more than happy to comply.

 

*sigh* I still feel like crap. I blew up in Sora's face for no good reason, I was furious at her boyfriend, not her; but I still got swept up in my anger and tore a good and kind friend to pieces. There's no apology I can give to repair that. Most I can do is try to repair it anyway next time Sora's on and hope I can explain myself adequately so that I don't lose a friend although after this little incursion I honestly wouldn't be surprised if I did.

 

And if Mark says just one word to me about it I'll be telling him to shove it. I owe him an explosion or two.

Sixty-seven to go.

 

Yesterday was my nineteenth birthday, see.

 

And, it rocked.

 

See, it was also Sai's mother's birthday as well; so I ended up spending the day with the both of them. It was great; and I got to meet and familiarise myself with Sai's mother, who I get along with quite well. Apparently she was rather relieved to see what I was like; and perhaps even impressed. I'm glad that went well; I was expecting our meeting to be rather awkward. I had no idea that she'd be so easygoing.

 

Suffice it to say I was rather impressed myself.

 

We had dinner at the sports club in town. Aside from a bug in my potato salad (probably trying to steal all the dressing, the greedy little bugger) and Sai's lasagne being burnt from here to Thursday (she sent it back and got a much better one) it was really nice to just sit down and enjoy a good conversation. And I really do like her mother; definitely one of the better people I've met in my lifetime.

 

In other news; Red sent me a text message wishing me happy birthday - at two minutes past six AM. Nice to see she hasn't lost her touch at driving me absolutely bananas. Later Green and my grandparents called to say the same thing; and also to tell me they'd put fifty dollars into my bank account as a birthday present. While I was getting dressed to go out I got a text message from my mother saying happy birthday; and while waiting for the bus my father called to say the same thing and also to tell me that he'd be in town this Friday and wants to catch up.

 

When it rains it pours, it seems.

 

And, a slew of good news this week. Michael has gone home, Goddess be praised; and Brian's insurance company finally got off its arse and organized his compensation; so as well as Brian finally getting the money owed to him because of his semi-shattered hand it means my situation is bettered somewhat as well. There is also a LAN this weekend but I won't be attending; partly because I just do not want to go; but also because I'll be using the chance to cook a big dinner for Sai and her mother as a show of gratitude.

 

Well, I'm out of here for now. Playing an MSN game with Sai.

 

Later, 'gator.

It's May. My favorite month; simply because I love the name.

 

Also, on a side note: today was... well, indescribable, to use the cliche.

 

What can I say? I always imagined I would know when I'd be in love; not a crush or infatuation but completely head over heels... and all I can say is, I understimated myself greatly.

 

I'm a lost cause - but in a good way.

 

Anyhow. My special someone visited me today (from now on I shall refer to her as Sai - I'll skip the explanation but suffice it to say it doubles as a tribute to an old friend. Besides, Sai knows who she is). And much to my annoyance our afternoon vanished - she was over here all of five and a half hours and those hours were seemingly eaten by the resident closet monster.

 

Note to self; push that horrible chipboard monstrosity out onto the back porch and barbeque it.

 

Ahem, back on topic. Despite the fact that the time went waaaaaaay too far, it was still a wonderful afternoon. Sai and myself are meeting with some friends for a lunch on Monday; and we're going to try to arrange to meet up again on Wednesday. I miss her already.

 

On another side note: my lips are kinda bruised.

 

And so are hers, if mine are to be used as an example.

 

Oh well, it was worth it.

 

Okay, let's see if I can stop smiling like a lovestruck fool long enough to tell you about the rest of the week.

 

Dad called on Sunday; nothing new. He's doing okay but apart from that no real news from him. Green has stopped being a brat so I can talk to her again, joy. A friend of mine who lives overseas is in a depressive snit and quite frankly I'm getting annoyed with it. Michael is being a pain in the ass, thank god he goes in five days; I'm still broke and unemployed; and the earth was recently overrun by aliens from Omicron Perseii 8.

 

And that's the rest of my week explained. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to make another attempt at sleep.

 

Before I go though, a question: If a tree fell in a forest and nobody was around to hear it fall.... would the other trees point and laugh at it?