| Sept 27 ,1997 | |||||||||||||||
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| Danger! Danger! | |
3:09 am
I was just dropped off at home by Julie after seeing a screening of
"The Sick and Twisted Animation Festival", a compilation of animated features
that contain scenes or themes of sex, extreme violence, or just plain weird stuff.
Near the end, I got to see "The Spirit of Xmas" (in South Park) on the big screen.
Not that any miniscule detail was lost in the quicktime version. Though, it was more impressive
to show it to someone else that way rather than crouched in front of a 17" monitor
after waiting 10 hours for it to download from satanic.
I've already made my night run to QFC, picking up a box of (chocolate-free) donuts and a bottle of that "Clearly Canadian" anti-personell seltzer. I'm opening it now. Let's see if I manage to short anything out with the spray. Hey, it didn't explode this time. I'm disappointed, but I still managed to get some up my nose. I think I'm just not used to these bottles being so full after I'm done opening them (and having them spray everywhere). Brian got a job! He's going to be working at Pizza Hut as a shift manager. Free pizza land here we come! I miss the days of working as a pizza idiot, folding 18 boxes a minute for approximately one dime. Brian, however, is now on track to eventually become an Assistant Manager, which features a raise to 24K salary, medical coverage, and courtesy learjet. Due to his newfound vocational mobility, he wants to impress his higher-ups by never being late or stupid. In the interest of not being late, he has asked us to practice band at 10 am tomorrow. If I seriously want to get there at 10 am, I have to wake up at 8 am. This brings us to the next green bar with a topic-like indicator in it. | |
| My Sleep Schedule: Totally Annihilated | |
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I got my big stupid hands on a copy of Total Annihilation yesterday.
I stayed awake late enough that the stores were open, so I went to Electronics Boutique in Northgate mall.
The ATM in the mall wouldn't give me money. "Card Invalid." Mmmmmoo. I walked down to the U.S. Bank a block away,
thinking "they've found out that I still haven't paid that $800 phone bill and have destroyed my life while I was on the bus
to Northgate." Nope. After a tense few moments of blank blue screen, $20 bills started SHOOTING out of the cash slot,
inflicting painful paper cuts on my abdomen and thighs. Er...well, sorta. Okay, not. Anyway, I took my money and got the game.
Then I stayed awake for the next day or so playing it. As soon as I'm done with this, I'm going to have to decide whether to just play
the game for 5 hours, then go straight to practice, or to try and get some sleep between now and then.
Oh, the torment! Forced to choose between stupid activities! Eh, why not. After band practice the "Super Sonic Soul Pimps" will be playing at the Crocodile Cafe. I suppose I'll go. And a sleep deprived Andrew is a talkative, twitchy Andrew. So, I should definately stay up. After a quick game. |
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