I was sorta hoping to have a relaxing weekend with no worries, and nothing but good times... I -somewhat- achieved this goal.
Other than being the driver all weekend, and being woken up constantly by dogs, people, and flies that snuck in during the barbecue, I was enjoying the break from my depressing apartment situation by staying at me best friend's parents house (that was a mouthful)
I partied "hardy". Not really, so much, but I like to lie to myself. The extent of the "partying" would be that of a slew of people I don't know, who express next to no interest in becoming friends, all swilling beer that is lukewarm and overcarbonated at rates that would make the most stereotypical irish dude blush.
Combine this with the fact that I seem to have gone at least partially insane during my programming stint, and can't stand any form of social interaction without growing increasingly paranoid, and I'd say the mood of the weekend was successfully unsatisfying.
Meh. Was better than a sharp stick in the eye, thas for sure. And much alcoholic beverage was consumed while making light of airhead emo bimboes, all the while brooding inside at the prospect that not a single one would dare brave the depths of my inccessantly boring nerd-babble. WEEEEE.
Next time, I'll go with whats behind door number 2, and save the wishful thinking and realistic drinking to those that have seemed to make it into a life's mission to distinguish their band from the other dozen that have showed up to the same social event.
Back to code. Back to computers. Back to the warm embrace of simple TCP/IP hijacking attempts while watching re-runs of ATHF.
Other than being the driver all weekend, and being woken up constantly by dogs, people, and flies that snuck in during the barbecue, I was enjoying the break from my depressing apartment situation by staying at me best friend's parents house (that was a mouthful)
I partied "hardy". Not really, so much, but I like to lie to myself. The extent of the "partying" would be that of a slew of people I don't know, who express next to no interest in becoming friends, all swilling beer that is lukewarm and overcarbonated at rates that would make the most stereotypical irish dude blush.
Combine this with the fact that I seem to have gone at least partially insane during my programming stint, and can't stand any form of social interaction without growing increasingly paranoid, and I'd say the mood of the weekend was successfully unsatisfying.
Meh. Was better than a sharp stick in the eye, thas for sure. And much alcoholic beverage was consumed while making light of airhead emo bimboes, all the while brooding inside at the prospect that not a single one would dare brave the depths of my inccessantly boring nerd-babble. WEEEEE.
Next time, I'll go with whats behind door number 2, and save the wishful thinking and realistic drinking to those that have seemed to make it into a life's mission to distinguish their band from the other dozen that have showed up to the same social event.
Back to code. Back to computers. Back to the warm embrace of simple TCP/IP hijacking attempts while watching re-runs of ATHF.
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i'm sure many can sympathize with you over your weekend. i really dislike hanging out with people i have absolutely no interest in becoming friends with. some say that makes me a snob, but gosh, when i go out, i have a good fun time. and nerd babble is awesome. i often partake in it.
thanks for hittin me back. i just figured you were all like *psht* ergh
i hate that
i totally relate to you on the whole hanging out with people sucking thing. and paranoia bit too. It's the reason i have no friends in California and spend all my time staring at the computer/video game machine - thing. woooo. at least i have my kitten...
do you ever find yourself saying words that you totally hate hearing other people say? like phst and bo and totally and dude and sweet. what's wrong with me?
woot to the nerd babble
oh, and it's totally your fault that i say woot now... or is that Billenium's fault.... i forget....