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Friday night the horrible horrible bitch next door had some fucking party that went on past midnight and involved loud music, shouting, and LITERAL SCREAMING. Literal. Past midnight. OKAY SERIOUSLY I KNOW IT IS FRIDAY NIGHT BUT SHUT. UP. I hate that bitch. Pity I'm too scared to actually do anything about it. Thanks, neighbors back in Wyckford! Because of you, I can no longer feel safe anywhere, because for all I know I will again find that "complaining about noisy neighbors" == "cannot leave apartment unless accompanied by someone in case you decide to get violent". Really! Thanks!
Saturday Sarah and Ted came down from Indy, and we all went to the Cinemat for Atomic Age Cinema. The Cinemat is this place downtown that rents movies and also has a screening room type thing in back. Atomic Age Cinema is, well, this. A guy in white face makeup and a wig, and a guy in a Cthulhu mask, and apparently a third guy except this Saturday it was pretty much just the two, host the screening of a crappy movie. And make jokes about it. And do trivia and give out prizes. And it was COMPLETELY AWESOME. This next weekend we sadly have other plans involving going to Columbus, Ohio so Ted can listen to Arnold Schwartzenegger talk about muscles. But after that we are gonna be there EVERY WEEK.
Three bucks per person for a movie, a show, and a guy in tentacles with a great stage presence (Mardi was okay but not as good). YES.
Saturday night, or technically Sunday morning since we didn't even get home till 3 AM, Sarah and Ted stayed at a room in the hotel in McCormick's Creek, which is a state park nearby, and we naturally crashed back here. I had a dream with Chris in it -- I was sitting next to him and leaning on him, while he was talking to some people and trying to convince them of something -- and spent basically all of Sunday choking back tears at having had to wake up from ANYTHING involving him in ANY WAY. The car broke down on the way back from McCormick's Creek, and so it was a good thing that Sarah and Ted were right behind us because they were taking mecha up to Indy with them. We managed to get it into the parking lot of the costume store at 10th and 46, and as of my bus ride home yesterday evening it was still there.
Yesterday (Monday) I had another counseling appointment, and then had lunch at the union, and then went to class, and then came home. ( The rest is whining, so here's a cut. )
Saturday Sarah and Ted came down from Indy, and we all went to the Cinemat for Atomic Age Cinema. The Cinemat is this place downtown that rents movies and also has a screening room type thing in back. Atomic Age Cinema is, well, this. A guy in white face makeup and a wig, and a guy in a Cthulhu mask, and apparently a third guy except this Saturday it was pretty much just the two, host the screening of a crappy movie. And make jokes about it. And do trivia and give out prizes. And it was COMPLETELY AWESOME. This next weekend we sadly have other plans involving going to Columbus, Ohio so Ted can listen to Arnold Schwartzenegger talk about muscles. But after that we are gonna be there EVERY WEEK.
Three bucks per person for a movie, a show, and a guy in tentacles with a great stage presence (Mardi was okay but not as good). YES.
Saturday night, or technically Sunday morning since we didn't even get home till 3 AM, Sarah and Ted stayed at a room in the hotel in McCormick's Creek, which is a state park nearby, and we naturally crashed back here. I had a dream with Chris in it -- I was sitting next to him and leaning on him, while he was talking to some people and trying to convince them of something -- and spent basically all of Sunday choking back tears at having had to wake up from ANYTHING involving him in ANY WAY. The car broke down on the way back from McCormick's Creek, and so it was a good thing that Sarah and Ted were right behind us because they were taking mecha up to Indy with them. We managed to get it into the parking lot of the costume store at 10th and 46, and as of my bus ride home yesterday evening it was still there.
Yesterday (Monday) I had another counseling appointment, and then had lunch at the union, and then went to class, and then came home. ( The rest is whining, so here's a cut. )
