Closest friend from work other than Ben is "preggers" as Marcy would say, by two months. She seems more scared than happy, and her morning sickness is pretty bad. today she left work before I even got there. And of course, I'm one of only 3 people allowed to know, so everyone just kind of thinks shes a jerk for acting tired, not doing as much physical work and bitching about her head and stomach for two weeks straight without any medical excuse. Meanwhile several people are giving me that vibe that they think something is going on between us. I get that anyway but it doesn't help that since this came up our conversations have been quieter than before, and she started sleeping on my shoulder in the break room the other day. I actually almost got defensive about it today. When one of my co-workers first saw me, the first words out of her mouth to me were "So-and-so left already." my first thought was immediately "And just why exactly do you think that's the first thing I want to know?" but I kept my mouth shut, which turned out to be smart.
Nine Inch Nails is coming up in a few days... and I don't have off of work. I filled out the request form with the correct Date, but the wrong day. Guess which one Mark went by... Looks like I'm calling in sick that Saturday: Whoo hoo, three day weekend! So yeah I'm scheduled to work 3-12 on a day when I plan to start driving to the concert at 3, and start sobering up at 12.
Went to Michael's birthday party. I had a lot of fun, but I also did the lame thing of drinking WAY the fuck too much (17 shots of whiskey by their count) and being the jerk guest who spends the night with his head in your toilet. I know it's not something I do often (this is the third time it's ever happened in 6 years of hard drinking) and I'm not really judged for it, but I don't like showing that side to anyone. Oh well. Extremely gracious host about it. Above and beyond. And I'm not just saying that because you're my only reader these days.
Out of growing curiousity spawned by a fan-made game, then later sparked by winning a figurine from the series while in Japan, I recently decided to You Tube all of the episodes of Neon Genesis Evangelion. I'm not much of an anime nerd, but I loved it. It's a double edged sword though, for every day that I did any kind of marathon of it, I spent two more days being abnormally dark and introverted and quiet. It's just that kind of show. Love it or not, it really puts a gloom over you for a while. All of my dreams for the past week have combined Evangelion and my friend who's pregnant. That's pretty bad. It also means I've been exhausted for as long.
Switched departments in Home Depot to paint. Fuck is it a relief. I can now fully appreciate it too, because today I had to work in flooring again due to understaffing (I switched departments, but mark didn't re-adjust this weeks schedule to compensate for my departure from flooring, leaving gaps) and it was torture doing the old stomping grounds again. After only 5 days, I'm so much more comfortable in paint, that being in flooring again threw me way the fuck off kilter. It's seriously like working in two completely different places. Home Depot is strange in how you're perspective can be totally different depending on where you are located in the store. The downside is that even though I like my whole paint crew, it's not the same as having Ben, Tony, Teresa, Daisy, and the others, or easy access to Pam. With little availability to Pam, Daisy, Teresa, and the other girls, I'm no longer going to be the guy with the most flirtatious relationship to all the women in the store anymore. Also, everyone keeps joking about how I'm a traitor. No one is serious though, except Dane seems unhappy (oh well) and Teresa may legitimately feel abandoned. She has anxiety problems which certain aspects of the job bring up, but with me around the problems don't come up, so seeing me leave seems to be a reason for her to panic. Also, now she'll be bored.
Marcella leaves to trek and hitch hike through Europe all alone in a few days. I have to admit I'm scared for her, but in kind of a detatched way. I love that kid, but somehow knowing she's potentially at risk is just matter-of-fact to me. - Marcy might never make it home... for some reason that statement is just a bunch of zeros and ones to me. Coping mechanism? Result of only recently repaired schism in our friendship? I don't know. It was nice getting that big hug from her at her graduation too...
I don't know when AnimeNext is exactly, but I'm going to be running the game "Are You A Wherewolf" which should be one of those experiences that makes it into weird stories for the rest of my life. Kat says I have to help advertise for it, I'm thinking I'm going to get a large sheet of paper to make a cardboard stand-up, and do a nice scene of villagers and a Wherewolf in a very anime style to entice participants. I already have the layout planned and it might be a fun little project. Anyway this is going to be my first nerd convention of any kind, let alon anime convention, so I'm wondering if I should bust my cos-play cherry and mod some second-hand store suit into a Spike Speigle costume... too nerdy too soon? It seems in the spirit of things, and gives me a reason to buy a zippo lighter. I forsee myself getting souped about this idea, then becoming un-enthusiastic halfway there, and not doing it. Shame. The reason I'm not a real nerd isn't because I completely lack the tendancy, just the conviction.
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