1:10 am
Still off caffeine. Thank you Mr. Wise Guy who fedexed me the box containing caffeinated beverages (including a case of mountain dew),
a pound of chocolate candies, and, uh, I guess they're cigarettes. I had just been at "Bumbershoot", the Seattle arts festival, all day.
I am sporting my first sunburn in 9 months. I had nothing to eat or drink for 8 hours when I got home, and I find this package.
So, I'm trying real hard not to drink this case of mountain dew. You know, I was starting to forget that I liked caffeine. This sort
of puts the fun back into torturing myself. See, the box is sitting right inside my room, open in front of the door. I could walk over there right
now and go caffeine bonkers. Instead, I'm sitting 8 feet away at my coffee table, on the floor, drinking tonic water. Tonic water contains two important
ingredients, carbonated water and QUININE. Quinine tastes a lot like the finish on the wooden floor. It's what makes tonic water different from
seltzer water, which is just water. Club soda falls somewhere in between. I'm drinking this quinine laced water, making awful faces every sip,
hitting myself in the head with a bat every time I start thinking "I sure would like a soda."
As for the cigarettes, I think I'm going to carry them around and meticulously tear them to bits one at a time whenever I am around smokers.
Or anytime someone asks me if they can bum a smoke. "I don't smoke." (produce cigarette) *rip rip rip rip rip rip rip rip* "See?"
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Bumbershoot is like going to 5 concerts in a row, in an amusement park. Imagine STANDING UP for 10 HOURS. Okay, now imagine a little spiky girl
jumping up and down on your foot with steel toed boots about half the time. Oh, some guy came up to me and asked me, "Haven't I seen you before?" He
obviously knew a little about me; that I was from Hawaii, and that I didn't socialize easily. So, he either reads THIS, or I actually do know him.
Naah, no way is he from Hawaii. He had a point, though. I should really talk to more strangers.
Speaking of being antisocial, I bought X-Wing vs. Tie Fighter. When I went to the store to buy it, the only copy was hidden behind another game
which no one in their right mind would trade money for. Clever ruse, that. "Star wars tie fighter...Star wars x-wing...video poker? ...Star Trek"
The game is meant to be played on a network with 8 people. Okay! Time to get a job so I can find some net card having people. Hey! That would be
kind of like being social! Naaah.
Oh, and this princess died. One thing about being a celebrity; people you've never MET are sad when you die. Maybe it's because they thought they
knew you. Garble garble
Naming your cat "Packet" is like signing up for hundreds of bad geek puns a day.
Can I have more of myself in the mix? I want more me Me ME because I'm in my own universe! - Dr. Wonderbread, keyboards for 3SP, during sound check
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