Nachos @ MindSay

I'm getting on a bastard plane at the asscrack of dawn tomorrow, to fly to San Diego, where I will be visiting my brother at NAS North Island (Coronado) for Thanksgiving.

 

In short...

 

Thanksgiving is ultimately going down in Tijuana. ( )

 

How classy is that?

 

Pretty classy.

 

Nachos, tacos, and Margaritassss. In addition to the plethora of shots of Patron I plan on consuming. I won't remember the plane ride home.

 

 

 <3 Hot damn that's a sexy plate of nachos!

    

 

 

Sunday I found myself following my traditional-routine-when-there-is-nothing-planned-for-that-day.  Ahh.  Such luxury.

 

I was wrapped in a jacket (experience has taught me the AC in this place is particularly fierce), curled up in a wooden booth, the friendly cashier having startled me out of my inner world to clean away my dish, when this song came on.

 

I happened to be in the middle of this book.

 

It made me giggle. [I would have actually laughed, but I respected the families/couples having their Sunday dinner around me.  Besides, I get enough odd looks as it is].

 

Perhaps it is a sign?

 

But this will be my last traditional-routine-when-there-aren't-any-plans for awhile.  My weekends are gradually being booked.

 

Which reminds me -- my newly married friend and her husband are having a house-warming party the weekend after next.  I am unable to go, but I must ring her up and ask if there's another weekend that will work.  I'm happy for my busy schedule.  It means that I'll be able to enjoy just her instead of also having to be polite to the rest of the family (her sister-in-law and sister-in-law's husband are having their house-warming on the same weekend.  They, in fact, are moving into the same neighborhood.  Five houses down).

 

For the first time in my life (at least that I'm aware of), there are some people who dislike me for just being me.  Even though I'm aware of the cattiness of women, it wasn't until the wedding that I truly understood how catty we can be -- when my friend's mother-in-law and sister-in-law were all sweetness'n'light to my face, yet I just knew they disliked me.

 

Why?  Because my friend chose me instead of the sister to be Maid of Honor.  A sister she'd only met once, I add, whereas we've been good friends for nigh-on a dozen years.  Not to mention that we have a standing joke that if she leaves her new husband, we all know who she'll marry.  Yeah, me.  It's funny, especially when you know us (she's conservative Catholic, I'm peppy Protestant -- not to mention that we're both straight).

 

Then again, I was surprised people didn't assume I was a lesbian (maybe they did?), because apparently the one question a Maid of Honor is asked by random strangers at all wedding festivities (after the introductory "so how do you know the bride?"), is "so are you married/engaged/seeing someone" or various forms of "will you be next down the aisle?"

 

It went beyond annoying after the first dozen times, to highly amusing after the second dozen.  Especially when the next question was typically, "so what do you do?"  It wasn't until the other bridesmaid pointed out the inflection of the last word that it began to amuse.  Especially since the other bridesmaid didn't get the first question, and scared off all others by the second (having recently graduated with a master's in international security).

 

Maybe that's why I've ended up chuckling my way through the aforementioned book, finding there, between the covers, a wonderful description of who I am and how I function.

 

Or not.  Maybe I'm just weird.

 

I did give myself an extra twenty minutes of sleep this morning, plus two hearty cups of tea, in order that I will be alert enough to enjoy tonight's late-night margaritas and taquitos.

 

Yeah, baby.  It's Thursday.

 

 

Oh.  Yeah.  I didn't actually get asked the title question, but we now have a running joke about it, especially since it seemed the mother-of-the-groom believed that every single person "past a certain age" (18, I'm thinking) might be called to the priesthood/nunnery.  Except her daughter, of course -- she wants grandchildren.  But yes, she did ask her son if wasn't sure he wasn't meant to be a priest -- after he told her he was engaged to my friend.  And you wonder why we don't exactly get along?

I can't believe I'm going to admit this to everyone... but I just acted out a dream lol

 

My alarm on my phone went off at 6:20am (I decided I'd need the 20 mins of extra sleep) and because it was next to the wall it was making a really bad noise.. So I grabbed it (I remember this) turned it off.. and kept it in my hand... when I promptly fell asleep and starting dreaming about *laughs* nachos.. lol... omg omg this is so embarrassing... but I was dreaming that I was picking up a chip, wrapping the cheese around it (freaking mozarella pisses me off in my dreams as well as real life) and then went to eat it...

 

Lol only when I rammed my phone into my jaw (my mouth was closed fortunately) did I wake up.. lol I realised I was holding a phone.. and I dropped it immediately "Wtf? Why am I holding my phone.. where's my dinner? What??" lol.. and then I *really* woke up.. Oh christ I felt embarrassed.. lol but I thought I'd share anyway

 

Mmm I saw Dylan yesterday.. he came over as I didn't go to work.. I have tonsilitis =( Anyway because we originally planned to meet up on the Thursday and not Wednesday.. he gave me my 2nd Valentines pressie =D I'm soooooooooooo spoilt by this boy!! teehee :) He got me a dozen red roses... *sigh* It took me forever to get to sleep last night.. I think I was still excited about getting them... omg so so sweet =)

 

Um... I can't remember the rest of my news.. oh cept.. yesterday was so expensive for me =( I think it was $120 all up.. maybe more.. That was for the doctor and the medication :( gay.. (in the non fabulous homosexual way) I'll get like.. $70 or something back as a rebate.. but still.. it's a lot of money.. It's going to now cost me $75 a month (so actually $100.. because you can't buy '1/2 packs') for my usual meds.. I really hope there's a cheaper option because I'm very sure I'm going to have to up the dosage.. *sigh* I can't afford to have a mental illness.. It's so fucking expensive.. Hmm.. I know I'm being tight with my money but really.. I can't help but think "Am I really that bad without them?" but I'd be kidding myself if I said 'no'.. I have fucked up one too many things because of this.. and the meds do have a normalising effect on me.. I still get nervous and anxious but I don't get.. panic attacky.. well I had a panic attack recently.. but that was due to a very serious problem.. and I think anyone would have reacted the same way.. so yay!!

 

I really better go to work....

KJ- I'll try to email you from work.. the boss is around today though so I might be weighed under with work... lol I pretty much blogged so you'd have something to read *hugs* I'll talk to you tonight bella.. unless.. you have a life.. crap.. you do have a life :( haha "cancel your awesome plans and talk to me on the net!! woooo"

 

Fun Fun

 

I can't believe I tried to eat my phone... Yes, yes I still am blushing...

lol, so our solar system lost its ninth planet yesterday. How weird is that!?!? Now, the old acronym "My Very Educated Mother Just Served Us Nine Pizzas" can't be used...perhaps they'll change it to "My Very Educated Mother Just Served Us Nachos!"

 

lol...I've been desperately trying to finish Chapter 13...but I think I need to sit down and figure out where this story is going! lol. I need to review that before I'm goign to be able to get more done. For those of you who are actually interested, I haven't abandoned hope...yet! so, please, Be PATIENT! lol. later!

I awoke on Sunday with my wife asking me for my password.  Since I had decided to lounge in bed, she wanted her sister, Byzantium, to join her for an adventure in World of Warcraft.  I told them and went back to sleep.

When I finally crawled out of bed, I started to remember what happened.  I put the pieces together and realized that when I gave my password, I also gave up my computer.  Fear started to settle in.  I'm thankful for my quick-finding, video-game rolodex in my head.  I dabbled with the idea of playing the rest of Silent Hill 4, but it was just too light outside for it.  I wanted something "horror"-themed though due to viewing the "Silent Hill" movie the day before.

Resident Evil for the DS.

I got that game off a deal from Toys-R-Us and Amazon.  I decided to run through the mansion in the Arkley mountains outside of Raccoon City... for what was possibly my 12th, 36th or 100th time.  Seriously, I have lost count on the amount of times I have played Resident Evil 1.  Its a lot.  While the remake on the Cube is my favorite version... the chance to have a complete portable version of the game was too great to pass up... or so I thought.

I started a new game (with a cheat that gives me double the amount of ammo... it isn't cheating, people, when you have beaten the game many times before.  Honestly, the only reason to play it this many times is to blow up some zombies... for that... you need ammo.) and decided to play the "Rebirth" mode.  Same old game, but new puzzles, touch screen additions and creatures put where they weren't before.  Here is what I love about Rebirth mode: Reloading your gun on the fly.  It is amazing what this does to speed the game up.  I also love having your knife always at the ready like RE4.  I don't use the knife that often, but that was because it took up a precious spot in my inventory... not anymore!  The original games needed these features.

No matter how much they add though, this is still the same old mansion, still the same research lab and still the same zombies.  As much as I love Resident Evil, I'm done with the mansion.  After I beat this game and mess around with the extras... I think it may be time to finally retire the mansion from Chilly's re-play list.  I still have two more play-throughs to go with the Remake, but after that... I done with that story.  Here is what I would really like to see.  Episodic RE.  Since it is now possible to do RE on the Nintendo DS, Lets make like 6 mini-episodes to play through and release them on the DS.  Something new, something that Capcom wouldn't have to spend as much time working on.  That would make me happy.

Oh.. and what the hell does Deadly Silence mean?!?!  Resident Evil: Deadly Silence.  I know they needed a DS-themed name... but I swear they put a bunch of DS names into a bowl and just picked the first one.  There is nothing silent about this game with the way I'm hurling grenades.  The Zombies sure aren't silent... deadly yes, but not silent. If you can't make your DS name fit the theme of your game... just call it... Resident Evil: DS.