theseadog

So which one is it Steve? Doc Loki, or The Seadog? Its whatever the fuck I want it to be damnit!

The reason for the switch back (again)? Well, I went to the SGLA gift exchange tonight... And I thought Id brought the best gift. (It was the DVD forThe Adventures of Baron Munchausen, plus I brought a card with Toy Story stickers as a consolation prize for whoever needed it. I gave it to the guy who got the mayonaise.) But I was wrong. The gift I went home with was from Cynicminded, and it was the greatest gift ever. It contained an eyepatch, a Blackbeard action figure, and 2, count em, 2, miniature pirate figurines. The only downside? Its hard to type with an eyepatch on. A small price to pay for pure asskickery.

Ever have a night where you dont feel drunk at all, but you do drunk things? For example, dropping your keycard out your car window while pulling into your garage. Or say, making out with the elevator door while a confused woman in surgical scrubs watches, because youre happy the elevator was on your floor when you needed it? Yeah, Im having one of those nights.

The gift exchange was fucking radical. I was boring to be around, being a stranger in a strange land and all. But everyone else there was hilarious. I went with Buttonbutton, whom Id met earlier in the day at the library she works at.. Then I met a different Buttonbutton at the party, and was confused as to which was the real on. Ill have to solve that one later. I sat across from three people who friggin cracked me up. I dont remember any of their names. I should feel bad for that, but after 25 years of not remembering anybodies names, Ive gotten used to it. I also sat next to Oddyophile, whos always cool. And for anybody who doesnt hate me, you should thank Oddyophile for gifting me SG time in exchange for Dawn of the Dead. I almost feel like I ripped him off.

I met TheScottness there, and it took us a moment to realize that we worked on Sams short film together a few months ago. That was weird. DblFstedBeenonza turned out to be just as cool, if not cooler, than her name implies. Bloodandtits is my neighbor, and she gets hit on by the guy at 7/11 who never hits on me. Imagine that. And, well, there was just a shitload of people much more fun than myself who were there. I need to crash SGLA parties more often. They dont mind if you bring presents.

Alright. Now, one thousand and one apologies for not commenting in your journals as often as usual lately. Im just not on the site as much as I should be. Theres really not a lot going on worth posting, so Ill probably have to lie my ass of again tomorrow. Prepare yourself. Pointing and laughing will be perfectly in order after my next post. Just dont forget the pointing part. Thats whats important. Its the part that makes me cry. Which is always funny.

You wouldnt happen to know what time it is, would you? Alright, then Ill tell you what time it is. Its more scotch time.

Ok, more scotch time is over, now that the scotch is gone. Hang on while a grab a beer.

Still there? Ok, well you didnt really have to stick around, the journal entry is over. No, seriously, its done. In fact, it was probably over a while ago.

After rereading it, Ive decided that it was over long before it started. You didnt read the whole thing, did you? Oh. You poor bastard. If I werent an asshole, Id apologize.