April 15th, 2004
|11:08 am - Forget DDR -- come to Rocky.|
Meh. Last night I hung out with Ellen. Had a long depressing talk. Things are fine. Tonight I'm going to my parents' house for dinner.
Tomorrow night some of my coworkers have invited me to go out for dinner followed by Dance Dance Revolution at spidermoon77's house. Wah hoo. I'm going to go for dinner, but I'm hoping to skip out on DDR. Many of you are aware of my anti-DDR prejudice, but this time it has less to do with DDR and more to do with the people involved. Tomorrow night's outing (probably to Pedro's) is very much a compromise. My coworkers invite me to stuff like this all the time -- Pooley's on the 2nd, paintballing on the 17th... No offense, Phillip, you're a cool guy and I still suggest you show up at Rocky Horror sometime, but I just don't want to see most of my coworkers outside of work. I'm willing to go out tomorrow night, but it's only because I decline so many invitations for bowling, minigolf and birthday (read: drinking and gay-bashing) parties. Anyway, I'm looking for an excuse to get out of DDR. They already know I'm basically free tomorrow night, so I'm not asking for something to do -- that would be tacky. On the other hand, I'd appreciate it if one of you would call my cell phone around 6:45 or 7:00. You don't even have to talk, just let me have a one-sided conversation like this:
"Hello? Oh, hey, girly-girl. Wassup? Oh, geez. I remember him. Yeah. Yeah. What? You're kidding. Tell me you're kidding. Lie if you have to. Oh, dammit. Dammit. Sonofabitch. Is the body still intact? Okay. Good. Don't-- No! Don't move it. Where are you now? Uh huh. Uh huh. Okay. I can be there in about an hour and a half. I'll call in David from Delafield. You ever work with David the Dentist from Delafield? No? Well, he's good. Somewhat lacking in the social graces, but good at what he does nonetheless. Now he'll get there before I do so I just want you to show him where the body is and stand aside. No, he'll be free tonight. Trust me, he's available on short notice. You pay me to handle situations like this, remember? He'll be available. Listen, you just sit tight and wait for Dave. I'll see you in a bit."Anyway, yeah. That's my plan for tomorrow night.
Saturday night, is, of course, Rocky Horror, and if you've been planning to come for awhile and haven't, this would be the weekend to do it. The shows have been getting cancelled a lot recently, and there's a fairly good chance that the future of Rocky in Madison rests on audience attendance this weekend. Orpheum theater. Five bucks. Midnight. Be there.
Current Mood: exanimate
Current Music: The Darkness -- Get Your Hands Off My Woman
tell them you have a "Hayseed Dixie" concert to go to:) Matt and I can be your excuse:)
I'd love to, but I know at least one of them would want to accompany me...
btw, you've got me saying "rockin like Dokken" and I'm not sure if I'm happy about that;)
I'm not happy about it either. It's an addiction I just can't seem to be able to kick.
Now I know why you didn't answer your phone when I called this morning. Oh wait, you probably meant PM.
Um, yeah. Sure. That's probably what happened. By the way, I just got your message, and I'd like four crates. Granite. Your money will be
deposited into your numbered Swiss Bank account waiting for you.
I the great and fandiferous (I know it's not a word) shall get you out of DDR :) no problems there :) I am good at lying, cheating and swindling when neccessary :) I should have been a pirate :) (no comments from the peanut gallery) :)
See miss REHTAEH's big reason for having you come over to play DDR is that she thinks it would be funny to see you try playing... which I personally don't find as a good excuse really... but hey... whatever trips ones trigger I guess :)
I am with you on the whole hanging out with people outside of work from work thing though... mainly because if they are people that I hang out with at work why the hell do I want to spend even more time with them? even the coolest people don't deserve that much of my time :)
OK back to pretending to work :)
|Date:||April 15th, 2004 12:20 pm (UTC)|| |
Re: Never Fear
Ooh. Nice codewriting there. That's a trick we learned in the 70's from Black Sabbath (!zihW zeehC stae nataS) and Blue Oyster Cult (stac-yttik ot ecin eB).
Anyway, she's probably right -- it would be funny to watch my play DDR, since I'm very bad at it. The important thing to remember is that I'm bad at it because I don't like it, and not vice versa. I suppose that if I became very desperate for acceptance, I could go buy a PS2 and DDR pads and get better at the game.
Bah! that would be a lot of expense just for desperate acceptance :) As for you not doing well on DDR, I think that you would be just fine actually... being that I get my brother to play and he has two left feet, and no sense of rythem, and he can at least survive on level 1 songs :) thus far I can only survive up to lvl 3 songs :) but one day I shall rule the world.... or at least the open sea's :)
Yeah. Go to Rocky. Please.
I shall try to remember to call you. It will be durring game, but luckily most of the people there will try to remember I'm sure. ;)
Oh, wow. I'm not very quick sometimes, am I? Yesterday when I got your comment, I was wondering why were going to call me? Was it Rocky related? I have it figured out now. To get me out of DDR. Gotcha.
DDR has actually been cancelled, but you're welcome to call me anyway. At least one of the people I'll be with has read my journal, but if I have a cryptic and disturbing phone call in the middle of dinner, I'm sure they'll just go along with the joke. I do ask that it be a one-sided conversation though, since I don't know how well I'll be able to improvise.
Sorry I missed it - game was very interesting. Thundering Asshole saved our lives, and we're going to hear about it for the next 2000 years. *sigh*
Thundering Asshole? I'm not sure I want to know. Anyway, it's fine that you missed it. My friend Jim called (he's the one I would most have expected to call me, and ironically he had something serious to talk about). By the time 6:45 or 7:00 rolled around, I was home.
I see. And you don't want ot know about Thundering Asshole. Except that he has red eyes and a mammoth trunk.