It's somewhere around 3:00pm. I'm sitting here on the couch wrapped in a blanket, watching "Deja Vu" (on stolen satellite) with Kieran and Dave. I've seen this flick more than once, so i don't feel the need to pay close attention to it. Thus, an update.
I lounged around the house most of yesterday morning and afternoon, leaving only to get lunch at In-N-Out Burger. Double-double and animal fries? Oh fuck yes. Still the best fast food chain on the face of the planet, hands down.
People started showing up around 7:30 for the poker game. There were a few regular guys from the game we used to play when i still lived out here, and a handful of people from Dave's neighborhood. One guy in particular was just an obnoxious cocksucker, and i'm still struggling with the notion that anyone can tolerate this motherfucker for more than a few minutes at a time.
I played like shit during the first game, mostly due to being extremely irritated with the aforementioned cocksucker, who was sitting directly to my left. Indeed, it was something of a relief when Dave took me out, so i could get up from the table and get the fuck away from the guy before finally being forced to cut his head off.
I hung out upstairs in Dave's office for a little bit, continuing to compile the new trailer disc for work, and discussing the forthcoming crop of next-gen titles with Rainey. A second game started up not long after, and i got off to a good lead, taking out two other players, but once again i started getting annoyed with this obnoxious fuck. Losing focus and playing sloppy once again led to Dave taking all of my chips.
But no matter. Jess, Kieran, and Spoon arrived soon after, and after the girls ran back out for some mixers, we commenced with the drinking. I started off with a couple of White Russians, and then allowed Kieran to make something for me. Vodka, tangueray, rum, and who knows what else went into that cup, but goddamn if it wasn't delicious. Jessica dubbed the drink a "Sex with Kieran."
We all sat around in the backyard for awhile, and began to gravitate back inside as the poker game started winding down. Dave and Rainey joined us in the kitchen for the voicemail assault we waged on Sarah and Steve, who had decided to bail on us without having the courtesy to at least call anyone and let them know that they weren't showing up (despite telling us earlier in the day that they would, in fact, be in attendance).
Fuck. I forgot how confusing this movie is. Maybe i SHOULD be paying attention.
Jessica and Spoon left not long after, and Rainey headed upstairs to crash. Kieran made another round of drinks for me, Dave, and herself, and we sat around in the kitchen for another couple of hours, lamenting how late it was and how tired we were and talking about stuff that i can't even begin to remember. I finally sacked out on the couch somewhere around 6:30am.
I drifted in and out of sleep all morning, catching little bursts here and there and getting up to pee about six thousand times. Dave came down a few times to get something to drink and complain about how shitty he felt and how he was having trouble sleeping. Poor Dave. He hardly drinks at all, and he's not used to being up until all hours of the night. If it wasn't so funny to see him so miserable, i might feel bad about it.
I finally got up and got dressed a couple of hours ago. Kieran came downstairs and played me the extremely bitchy voice message she had received from Steve, railing on her for the voice messages we had left last night and demanding an apology. Not gonna happen, pal. Sorry about your luck.
Dave came down a little while later. We've pretty much done nothing except sit here on the couch watching TV, and i expect the rest of today to be more of the same.
I'm hungry.
I lounged around the house most of yesterday morning and afternoon, leaving only to get lunch at In-N-Out Burger. Double-double and animal fries? Oh fuck yes. Still the best fast food chain on the face of the planet, hands down.
People started showing up around 7:30 for the poker game. There were a few regular guys from the game we used to play when i still lived out here, and a handful of people from Dave's neighborhood. One guy in particular was just an obnoxious cocksucker, and i'm still struggling with the notion that anyone can tolerate this motherfucker for more than a few minutes at a time.
I played like shit during the first game, mostly due to being extremely irritated with the aforementioned cocksucker, who was sitting directly to my left. Indeed, it was something of a relief when Dave took me out, so i could get up from the table and get the fuck away from the guy before finally being forced to cut his head off.
I hung out upstairs in Dave's office for a little bit, continuing to compile the new trailer disc for work, and discussing the forthcoming crop of next-gen titles with Rainey. A second game started up not long after, and i got off to a good lead, taking out two other players, but once again i started getting annoyed with this obnoxious fuck. Losing focus and playing sloppy once again led to Dave taking all of my chips.
But no matter. Jess, Kieran, and Spoon arrived soon after, and after the girls ran back out for some mixers, we commenced with the drinking. I started off with a couple of White Russians, and then allowed Kieran to make something for me. Vodka, tangueray, rum, and who knows what else went into that cup, but goddamn if it wasn't delicious. Jessica dubbed the drink a "Sex with Kieran."
We all sat around in the backyard for awhile, and began to gravitate back inside as the poker game started winding down. Dave and Rainey joined us in the kitchen for the voicemail assault we waged on Sarah and Steve, who had decided to bail on us without having the courtesy to at least call anyone and let them know that they weren't showing up (despite telling us earlier in the day that they would, in fact, be in attendance).
Fuck. I forgot how confusing this movie is. Maybe i SHOULD be paying attention.
Jessica and Spoon left not long after, and Rainey headed upstairs to crash. Kieran made another round of drinks for me, Dave, and herself, and we sat around in the kitchen for another couple of hours, lamenting how late it was and how tired we were and talking about stuff that i can't even begin to remember. I finally sacked out on the couch somewhere around 6:30am.
I drifted in and out of sleep all morning, catching little bursts here and there and getting up to pee about six thousand times. Dave came down a few times to get something to drink and complain about how shitty he felt and how he was having trouble sleeping. Poor Dave. He hardly drinks at all, and he's not used to being up until all hours of the night. If it wasn't so funny to see him so miserable, i might feel bad about it.
I finally got up and got dressed a couple of hours ago. Kieran came downstairs and played me the extremely bitchy voice message she had received from Steve, railing on her for the voice messages we had left last night and demanding an apology. Not gonna happen, pal. Sorry about your luck.
Dave came down a little while later. We've pretty much done nothing except sit here on the couch watching TV, and i expect the rest of today to be more of the same.
I'm hungry.