My parents, sister, and I were invited to John's parents house for a pizza party. My sister didn't want to go because she claimed she had too much homework. I figured they'd order a half dozen pizzas from Papa Johns or something, then we'd sit around and snack on pizza all evening.
John wasn't there, but that was ok. His sister, V, was there. When we arrived John's mom was in the kitchen cooking hamburger. I was like oh... so we're early and she hasn't got around to making the pizza. I knew that his mom used to manage the Shakeys, and that is actually how my mom and her met years ago. It wasn't until John and I were in 1st grade together that we realized our mom's knew each other for a lot longer. I thought we were having a hamburger pizza, but then John's mom began carting ingredients outside and my dad helped. I thought it was just salad and dessert since I saw a lot of that on the kitchen counter. Again, no. There was salad and dessert, but we were carting toppings out to cook on the barbecue. EVERYONE WAS MAKING THEIR OWN PIZZA ON THE BARBECUE. There were 15 of us at the party and we made 15 pizzas.
John's dad had me go first. I was nervous. Was I making my own pizza, one for everyone, or what? Why me? Well, I went. He told me how to roll the dough. I have never made a round pizza- no joke- I've posted a pic of my pizza before. It is always square. He showed me how you make a circle, then I rolled the dough out with my hands. When it was ready I chose from the 10 or so toppings- onions, mozzarella cheese, hamburger, turkey breast meat, cashews, bell peppers, mushrooms, parmesan, pepperoni, tomatoes, and a bunch of other stuff. I loaded mine with onions, hamburger, bell peppers, mushroms, and pepperoni. It only took 10 minutes on the barbecue. I was amazed that John's dad did this because I knew it could be done, but I had never seen it in person on a backyard barbecue. John's mom, dad, and I worked at getting the pizza onto the barbecue. John's dad had me monitor how the pizza was doing, then called me over 2-3 times and we peaked and debated whether or not it was done. Each time he said just a minute longer. Once my pizza was done I was given the pizza slicer and cut up my pizza. I had a slice and John's dad announced the first pizza came out. A couple people like my mom and the guy sitting next to me tried it. He announced he hadn't died. Everyone did something a little different on their pizza. My mom did all meat, cashews, and mushrooms. One lady did cheese and olive oil. We only had about 2 pizzas left when we were all done eating believe it or not. I was amazed how more dough just kept popping up and a new person was up making a pizza. We joked a couple times we should do a dessert pizza with a cinnamon crust, brownies, and stuff like that. John's mom put garlic in the dough, though, so that wouldn't have been good. We spent about 2 hours talking and making pizzas. There were 3 on the bbq at once.
Once we were done making our pizza we broke into the dessert. Everyone was eyeing the big cheesecake my dad made. He made one at Christmas with family that went over really well, and this one did too. Nobody believed it was just the basic jello cheesecake mix you buy in the store with extra vanilla and a few other things added. My dad was writing down the recipe for all the women. John's dad broke out the card deck and we played a game called "KILLER." There were 15 of us, so we used 15 cards from the deck and one of them had to be an Ace of Spades. The person who drew the ace of spades was the killer and had to kill people by winking at them. The trick was to not let anyone catch you being winked at. It was funny- the first game took 45 minutes because it took about 20 minutes before someone was winked at. We were all sitting around in a circle talking about random things, looking around. Finally John's mom was winked at and said she was killed. Everyone thought my dad was the killer because of all of his eye contact. It was John's mom's brother. The second game my mom was the killer, though one of the women thought it was me. Nope- it was my mom and someone guessed it was her because everyone sitting at the table across from her had been winked at. My mom did it well- I didn't think it was her. The final game everyone thought my dad was again the killer, or me. It was the guy across from me. He winked at me 3 times and I didn't realize it until the 3rd time. I said I was killed and everyone laughed because they thought I was the killer. The guy across from me just got everyone at his table and so that's why. This was the guy who was talking nostop in all the games. I am glad I was never the killer because it would have been so obvious.
It was 9:30 when everyone started to leave, so we got ready too. We stayed around another 30 minutes talking about work, my parent's cooking, and a house John's mom showed us this summer that was so strange.
Fun night overall.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Clubbing with Carl and his wife
I blogged about Carl a few weeks ago. He is a friend from my Spanish class whom is gay. He has an ex-wife whom is a lesbian and lives in Baltimore. She is out visiting her family in the area and him. He married her for insurance purposes. He is 29 and is an ex-military guy. I called him earlier today since I hadn't talked to him all week or seen him at school. After I called it dawned on me his wife was visiting.
He called and asked me if I wanted to go clubbing with him tonight. He said we'd meet at the gay coffeeshop in town. I agreed. We met at 9p.m. I arrived about 10 minutes before him and his ex. We all introduced, shook hands, and hugged. Then we went in and ordered our drinks in the coffeeshop. It was fun. The barista refused to help Carl, but helped me, then I rubbed it in her face. She was only kidding around, but I wasn't going to drop it that I was friendlier. I told the barista to make me something blended and with caramel. Whatever it was turned out pretty good. Carl's ex, Kristen, met up with 2 or 3 of her friends from an alternative band and showed us their studio and artwork. This was all above the bar where this incident transpired. Carl kept asking me if I had been to that bar or that coffeehouse. I said I was at the coffeehouse last weekend for school, but didn't elaborate on the bar details and actually became a little mad when he brought the bar up, which he did 2 or 3 times. It was his old hangout. His ex and her friend smoked a cigarette, then we took off and went to the nightclub.
At the nightclub (it was the one Gonzo and I went to and I did karaoke way back when), Carl paid my cover since I didn't have cash and he told me to repay him with a drink. We go in and he runs into an ex of his from 10 years ago. Carl is 29. The ex also knows Kristen and buys all of us drinks. I take a Jack and coke. We go out on the patio and his ex and Kristen smoke and we all talk. His ex is a nurse at a big hospital in the area. We all took turns at the bathroom. Carl runs into the owner of the club, whom he is good friends with. The owner is in his late 50s or 60s. I believe and is married to his partner of 30 years or so. It was fun because he recognized Carl. He asked if I was keeping Carl in line. Carl said he is getting his bartending license and then offered his services to the owner. The owner said he was interested. He also joked that we are gay guys and we can grab each other's packages and do things in gay clubs we wouldn't do elsewhere. Carl mentioned it was my 2nd time there. The owner said asked how many times we were at the mall and saw a hot guy, but couldn't touch. I said all the time. He joked and grabbed Carl's ass and dick, then grabbed mine. It was kind fun to see how open he was and how his partner didn't care, but also how relaxed and welcoming the atmosphere was. We all talked, then went in to see the drag show. The drag show featured Diana Ross songs. So tonight I saw my first drag show. During the show, Carl had his leg up on mine, then I rested my hand on his leg. His ex was rooting us on and saying we needed to kiss before the night was over. We didn't, but we enjoyed watching the drag show. His ex was calling me out for being a virgin drag show guy, but the dancers didn't notice. I bought Carl and his ex drinks while the drag show was going on. Carl was friends with the bartender and got us $3.00 drinks. He had a madory sour or something. I told him I wanted a Long Island Iced Tea. Since he is bartending he asked me what flavoring I wanted since there are 5 variations. I wanted a Tokyo Iced Tea, which is more melon based. It was strong and he acknowledged because it had 5 times the alcohol. I was feeling kind of buzzed, and here, 2 hours later at 2:30a.m. I'm still buzzed.
After the drag show, we all go out and dance on the patio and talk. His ex talks about how they met, school, scars, random stuff. Small talk. Then we go in and dance. We dance to Katy Perry, Rihanna's "Disturbia" and "Live Your Life", and Womanizer by Britney Spears. His ex was very insistent Carl and I grind up on each other and stuff like that. There were a bunch of latino hotties there with girlfriends, or who actually appeared to be gay dancing, and that was hot and cool to see. Latino guys always seem to be so macho, and these guys were, and gave off that vibe, yet they were at a gay club. I was kind of feeling the buzz and was actually encouraging Carl and we were the 2nd couple out on the dance floor after it opened up after the drag show. HIs ex said I must really like to dance and it was apparent. LMAO. WOW. That was surprising, but i said yes. We grinded up on each other, him and his ex did the same, I grinded up on his ex. I was grabbing random guy's asses who were dancing around us, mostly in part because they were doing the same. Then I danced and grinded up on his ex, so I danced with a lesbian.
The bar closed down at 2a.m. and we went out to the parking lot and talked about the constellations (because his ex had a Google Android phone and it shows where the constellations are just by holdign the phone to the sky). We got shooed out by security. I was still a little buzzed, but was sober enough to drive home. I couldn't believe a Jack, as well as the Tokyo to do that number on me, but it did.
So here it is 2:30a.m. and I'm home and I broke my drag queen show virginity, had a Long Island iced tea, and danced with a lesbian. All in all a productive night I'd think.
Again, just so the record is straight, though Carl and I danced, squeezed, grinded, etc. on each other tonight there is nothing going on between us. It was just a fun night out, and yes, there was awkwardness there knowing that she was his ex and random stuff like that. It was just a cool night to hang out with a friend.
He called and asked me if I wanted to go clubbing with him tonight. He said we'd meet at the gay coffeeshop in town. I agreed. We met at 9p.m. I arrived about 10 minutes before him and his ex. We all introduced, shook hands, and hugged. Then we went in and ordered our drinks in the coffeeshop. It was fun. The barista refused to help Carl, but helped me, then I rubbed it in her face. She was only kidding around, but I wasn't going to drop it that I was friendlier. I told the barista to make me something blended and with caramel. Whatever it was turned out pretty good. Carl's ex, Kristen, met up with 2 or 3 of her friends from an alternative band and showed us their studio and artwork. This was all above the bar where this incident transpired. Carl kept asking me if I had been to that bar or that coffeehouse. I said I was at the coffeehouse last weekend for school, but didn't elaborate on the bar details and actually became a little mad when he brought the bar up, which he did 2 or 3 times. It was his old hangout. His ex and her friend smoked a cigarette, then we took off and went to the nightclub.
At the nightclub (it was the one Gonzo and I went to and I did karaoke way back when), Carl paid my cover since I didn't have cash and he told me to repay him with a drink. We go in and he runs into an ex of his from 10 years ago. Carl is 29. The ex also knows Kristen and buys all of us drinks. I take a Jack and coke. We go out on the patio and his ex and Kristen smoke and we all talk. His ex is a nurse at a big hospital in the area. We all took turns at the bathroom. Carl runs into the owner of the club, whom he is good friends with. The owner is in his late 50s or 60s. I believe and is married to his partner of 30 years or so. It was fun because he recognized Carl. He asked if I was keeping Carl in line. Carl said he is getting his bartending license and then offered his services to the owner. The owner said he was interested. He also joked that we are gay guys and we can grab each other's packages and do things in gay clubs we wouldn't do elsewhere. Carl mentioned it was my 2nd time there. The owner said asked how many times we were at the mall and saw a hot guy, but couldn't touch. I said all the time. He joked and grabbed Carl's ass and dick, then grabbed mine. It was kind fun to see how open he was and how his partner didn't care, but also how relaxed and welcoming the atmosphere was. We all talked, then went in to see the drag show. The drag show featured Diana Ross songs. So tonight I saw my first drag show. During the show, Carl had his leg up on mine, then I rested my hand on his leg. His ex was rooting us on and saying we needed to kiss before the night was over. We didn't, but we enjoyed watching the drag show. His ex was calling me out for being a virgin drag show guy, but the dancers didn't notice. I bought Carl and his ex drinks while the drag show was going on. Carl was friends with the bartender and got us $3.00 drinks. He had a madory sour or something. I told him I wanted a Long Island Iced Tea. Since he is bartending he asked me what flavoring I wanted since there are 5 variations. I wanted a Tokyo Iced Tea, which is more melon based. It was strong and he acknowledged because it had 5 times the alcohol. I was feeling kind of buzzed, and here, 2 hours later at 2:30a.m. I'm still buzzed.
After the drag show, we all go out and dance on the patio and talk. His ex talks about how they met, school, scars, random stuff. Small talk. Then we go in and dance. We dance to Katy Perry, Rihanna's "Disturbia" and "Live Your Life", and Womanizer by Britney Spears. His ex was very insistent Carl and I grind up on each other and stuff like that. There were a bunch of latino hotties there with girlfriends, or who actually appeared to be gay dancing, and that was hot and cool to see. Latino guys always seem to be so macho, and these guys were, and gave off that vibe, yet they were at a gay club. I was kind of feeling the buzz and was actually encouraging Carl and we were the 2nd couple out on the dance floor after it opened up after the drag show. HIs ex said I must really like to dance and it was apparent. LMAO. WOW. That was surprising, but i said yes. We grinded up on each other, him and his ex did the same, I grinded up on his ex. I was grabbing random guy's asses who were dancing around us, mostly in part because they were doing the same. Then I danced and grinded up on his ex, so I danced with a lesbian.
The bar closed down at 2a.m. and we went out to the parking lot and talked about the constellations (because his ex had a Google Android phone and it shows where the constellations are just by holdign the phone to the sky). We got shooed out by security. I was still a little buzzed, but was sober enough to drive home. I couldn't believe a Jack, as well as the Tokyo to do that number on me, but it did.
So here it is 2:30a.m. and I'm home and I broke my drag queen show virginity, had a Long Island iced tea, and danced with a lesbian. All in all a productive night I'd think.
Again, just so the record is straight, though Carl and I danced, squeezed, grinded, etc. on each other tonight there is nothing going on between us. It was just a fun night out, and yes, there was awkwardness there knowing that she was his ex and random stuff like that. It was just a cool night to hang out with a friend.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Saw Gonzo and her boyfriend driving
I was driving home from dinner with the family and was at a stop light on the highway I live off of. In the other lane on the other side of the road I saw Gonzo. I see her and start to wave and don't expect her to notice. She never sees me whenever I see her and her boyfriend together. This time she does and we wave ecstatically at each other.
I text her quickly (while sitting at the stop light)
Me: I c u
Gonzo: I saw u!
Me: Stalker
Gonzo: You started it
Me: I was in my car minding my own business. Gosh.
Me: As Marian Carey would ask, "why are you always up in my business like a wendy interview?" (a line from her song "Touch My Body")
Gonzo: It's MARIAH Carey thank you very much
Me: Mariah is mine, sista
Gonzo: That's fine. You could have her. She likes black people.
Me: Is sista not black enough for you?
Gonzo: Whitey.
Me: Rawr. Cat fight.
'Cuz if you run your mouth and brag about this secret rendezvous
I will hunt you down
'Cuz they be all up in my business like a Wendy interview
But this private between you and I
Yay for amusing me for 5 minutes.
I text her quickly (while sitting at the stop light)
Me: I c u
Gonzo: I saw u!
Me: Stalker
Gonzo: You started it
Me: I was in my car minding my own business. Gosh.
Me: As Marian Carey would ask, "why are you always up in my business like a wendy interview?" (a line from her song "Touch My Body")
Gonzo: It's MARIAH Carey thank you very much
Me: Mariah is mine, sista
Gonzo: That's fine. You could have her. She likes black people.
Me: Is sista not black enough for you?
Gonzo: Whitey.
Me: Rawr. Cat fight.
'Cuz if you run your mouth and brag about this secret rendezvous
I will hunt you down
'Cuz they be all up in my business like a Wendy interview
But this private between you and I
Yay for amusing me for 5 minutes.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
The iPhone catches a lie
No, closeted, I just want you to know this isn't to make you sit, salivate, and want an iPhone even more. This is just a recounting of events today.
My nicotine obsessed grad student had office hours today, as she does every Tuesday from 2-6p.m. Half of our class is not on campus on Tuesdays- myself included. I have had to talk to her about each assignment since instructions she had given were so vague. I was busy today- had to sub, then go to the bank, and to Office Depot for a IEEE-1394 cord. My school is a good 15 miles out of my way.
She writes this back minutes later:
I e-mailed her and explained I was not on campus, but at work, could she please let me know, or could I meet with her later in the week. I ask her if we could meet after 12p.m. tomorrow. She said 12p.m. would be better.
Since her office hours are from 2-6 I decide to dash over to the campus. When I get there at 3:45, this is on the door:
I wait around, stare out the window, then go over to the library. I walk around all 4 levels looking for her after waiting 20 minutes at her door.
I finally email her and say:
I avoid saying anything negative, though I waited for 45 minutes and couldn't find her, and was on campus. In hindsight, I could have probably said that I was going to swing by the campus and could probably be there in _x_ minutes. I didn't think of that then.
Funny, she e-mailed me while I was standing outside of her door, yet she wasn't in her office, and she e-mailed me so quickly. I finally e-mailed her and said:
A minute later she writes back:
I try to turn the knob on the door and it is locked. I knock. I knock harder. As I am fuming, walking away, she comes running up the stairs on the outside of the building with her Starbucks. And she told me I just need to elaborate in my writing and describe everything. Couldn't she have told me this in the e-mail? No. I felt so awkward being so blatant and telling her I was STANDING outside her door. I hate liars. I do love that I caught her in the lie, and I think she was embarrassed by it.
My nicotine obsessed grad student had office hours today, as she does every Tuesday from 2-6p.m. Half of our class is not on campus on Tuesdays- myself included. I have had to talk to her about each assignment since instructions she had given were so vague. I was busy today- had to sub, then go to the bank, and to Office Depot for a IEEE-1394 cord. My school is a good 15 miles out of my way.
On Feb 24, 2009, at 11:45 AM, Mike wrote:
Dear Nicotine Addict,
In assignment 2, you commented I cannot write. Could you please tell me what I could have done differently in assignment 2? I have attached a copy.
Also, what exactly is the difference between assignment 2 and 3? The instructions are the same for both, and I can't seem to differentiate the difference between the two.
Thanks,
Mike
She writes this back minutes later:
On Feb 24, 2009, at 11:51 AM, Nicotine Addict wrote:
Mike do you have time to come by my office. you do not know how to write. please stop by and I will explain once again.
I e-mailed her and explained I was not on campus, but at work, could she please let me know, or could I meet with her later in the week. I ask her if we could meet after 12p.m. tomorrow. She said 12p.m. would be better.
Since her office hours are from 2-6 I decide to dash over to the campus. When I get there at 3:45, this is on the door:
I wait around, stare out the window, then go over to the library. I walk around all 4 levels looking for her after waiting 20 minutes at her door.
I finally email her and say:
Feb 24, 2009, at 4:24 PM, Mike wrote:
Hi,
It would work out best for me if we could meet at 12:00 tomorrow, Wednesday. Let me know if this will work.
Thanks,
Mike
Sent from my iPhone
I avoid saying anything negative, though I waited for 45 minutes and couldn't find her, and was on campus. In hindsight, I could have probably said that I was going to swing by the campus and could probably be there in _x_ minutes. I didn't think of that then.
On Feb 24, 2009, at 4:28PM Nicotine Addict wrote:
Sorry I cannot meet at 12. I am in a work shop. What other times are suitabled for you? I will be in only after 1:30 when the workshop ends.
Funny, she e-mailed me while I was standing outside of her door, yet she wasn't in her office, and she e-mailed me so quickly. I finally e-mailed her and said:
On Feb 24, 2009, at 4:30PM Mike wrote:
I am sitting outside your office- I can meet now.
Mike
Sent from my iPhone
A minute later she writes back:
On Feb 24, 2009, at 4:31 Nicotine Addict wrote:
I am sitting in my office. Come in!
I try to turn the knob on the door and it is locked. I knock. I knock harder. As I am fuming, walking away, she comes running up the stairs on the outside of the building with her Starbucks. And she told me I just need to elaborate in my writing and describe everything. Couldn't she have told me this in the e-mail? No. I felt so awkward being so blatant and telling her I was STANDING outside her door. I hate liars. I do love that I caught her in the lie, and I think she was embarrassed by it.
Monday, February 23, 2009
GET TESTED!
I have written on here MANY times how scared I was to go get tested alone, how I wanted to go with The Guy, and how we said we would. Things happened however, like the whole Josh incident, us not hanging out for a while at the beginning of January. He is the only person I'm comfortable enough to go with because he is a great friend, but also I've had sex with him. Going with Gonzo would have just been awkward because then she would have been able to deduce I've had sex. I have made myself sick over it many times before, especially with people like Stalker Mike constantly bringing up the question.
Back on February 6, an ad ran in our newspaper that the AIDS Center in my city had free testing everyday through this Friday from 1-6:30. I made a promise to myself I would do it WITH or WITHOUT The Guy. I told myself I was going tomorrow- not like the I'll do it tomorrow, but I really did plan to go tomorrow. However, I sat in my class this afternoon and after talking with a friend about it online the only thing I could think about was how I'm having to wait and put myself through another 24 hours of agony. I wasn't going to do that. I was literally sick. Stomach hurt and I had a headache. I DIDN'T HAVE MY ANXIETY MEDS HOWEVER, AND I COULD EASILY FEEL AN ANXIETY ATTACK COMING ON. IT WAS BAD. My teacher let us out of class 30 minutes early, but even if she let us out at the usual time I would have had 90 minutes to go down there and get tested.
So I drive downtown and look for the building. I have to get my iPhone out and map out the location. I realized I was sitting across from it the whole time, but there was no sign on the building.
I go in and a blond Spanish girl helped me. She had me fill out the paperwork, which I was apprehensive about. It wanted things like my social security number, only if I wanted to provide it. It wanted my address, then to know my sexual activity. I wasn't going to give my social and didn't. When it came to address I couldn't think of which one to give- my home address, mailing address, or my grandma's address. I finally decided on my grandpa's old address. The house is in foreclosure and so why not? I give her the paperwork and she takes me in the lab. She explains how it is a 99.9% accurate oral swab test, asks why i came in, and if I had questions. I knew it was. Easy. Good. I sit in the waiting room for 20 minutes afterward pensive, making toast on my iPhone (an app on my iPhone). It got boring quickly, but I was trying to do something as mind numbing as possible.
The woman helps a guy who has some questions about getting a girl pregnant that I overhear, then the guy who was sitting in the office comes out and walks back and forth with my papers and then test. I get nervous wondering why he walks back and forth. Finally, he asks me to come into an exam room. I go in and he asks if I had any questions. I said no. He said he wanted to let me know that I was
NEGATIVE
He told me to wait there and came back with a goody bag for me. It had 3 dozen condoms and a dozen flavored lubes. I called my friend and left a voicemail with him, letting him know that I had the test, and that I heard what I wanted to hear.
Guys, it is easy. Just do it. It definitely puts your mind at ease. My anxiety was gone almost immediately after.
Back on February 6, an ad ran in our newspaper that the AIDS Center in my city had free testing everyday through this Friday from 1-6:30. I made a promise to myself I would do it WITH or WITHOUT The Guy. I told myself I was going tomorrow- not like the I'll do it tomorrow, but I really did plan to go tomorrow. However, I sat in my class this afternoon and after talking with a friend about it online the only thing I could think about was how I'm having to wait and put myself through another 24 hours of agony. I wasn't going to do that. I was literally sick. Stomach hurt and I had a headache. I DIDN'T HAVE MY ANXIETY MEDS HOWEVER, AND I COULD EASILY FEEL AN ANXIETY ATTACK COMING ON. IT WAS BAD. My teacher let us out of class 30 minutes early, but even if she let us out at the usual time I would have had 90 minutes to go down there and get tested.
So I drive downtown and look for the building. I have to get my iPhone out and map out the location. I realized I was sitting across from it the whole time, but there was no sign on the building.
I go in and a blond Spanish girl helped me. She had me fill out the paperwork, which I was apprehensive about. It wanted things like my social security number, only if I wanted to provide it. It wanted my address, then to know my sexual activity. I wasn't going to give my social and didn't. When it came to address I couldn't think of which one to give- my home address, mailing address, or my grandma's address. I finally decided on my grandpa's old address. The house is in foreclosure and so why not? I give her the paperwork and she takes me in the lab. She explains how it is a 99.9% accurate oral swab test, asks why i came in, and if I had questions. I knew it was. Easy. Good. I sit in the waiting room for 20 minutes afterward pensive, making toast on my iPhone (an app on my iPhone). It got boring quickly, but I was trying to do something as mind numbing as possible.
The woman helps a guy who has some questions about getting a girl pregnant that I overhear, then the guy who was sitting in the office comes out and walks back and forth with my papers and then test. I get nervous wondering why he walks back and forth. Finally, he asks me to come into an exam room. I go in and he asks if I had any questions. I said no. He said he wanted to let me know that I was
NEGATIVE
He told me to wait there and came back with a goody bag for me. It had 3 dozen condoms and a dozen flavored lubes. I called my friend and left a voicemail with him, letting him know that I had the test, and that I heard what I wanted to hear.
Guys, it is easy. Just do it. It definitely puts your mind at ease. My anxiety was gone almost immediately after.
This morning
6:30a.m. - Phone rings
ME: I'm laying in bed, sleeping. I get up and check the caller ID. It is my sister, so I decide to let it continue to ring and go to the answering machine.
Sis on the answering machine: "Hi Idiot, It's Sis. Mom just wanted me to call you because you didn't do the dishes this weekend and they're piling up in the kitchen."
Me: I just kind of laugh because I always do the dishes in the morning as I'm making breakfast, and know she is just trying to cause problems.
8:30a.m.- Going into the kitchen
ME: I go and start my breakfast, open up the dishwasher, only to find my sister didn't empty the dishwasher and it was completely full with clean dishes.
8:38a.m.- Instant message
Sis: "booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooob"
Sis: "boooooooooob is an idiot and didn't do the dishes"
Me: "actually I did, I not only did your dishes that you failed to take out, but I put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher, and cleaned up the counter"
Me: I thought you were at school, and in class by now.
Sis: "oh your still an idiot"
Me: "have a good day"
Sis: "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw little boooooob is trying to avoid confromation and sounds so cute using such cute words"
Me: "have a good day"
I go into invisible mode and continue to receive messages
Sis: "i will i have friends that love me"
Sis: "i'm not the idiot who doesn't do the dishes"
Sis: "mommy and daddy love me"
Sis: "little boooooooob is in trouble and he got scared its soooooooo cute"
Sis: "come here boooooob"
ME: I'm laying in bed, sleeping. I get up and check the caller ID. It is my sister, so I decide to let it continue to ring and go to the answering machine.
Sis on the answering machine: "Hi Idiot, It's Sis. Mom just wanted me to call you because you didn't do the dishes this weekend and they're piling up in the kitchen."
Me: I just kind of laugh because I always do the dishes in the morning as I'm making breakfast, and know she is just trying to cause problems.
8:30a.m.- Going into the kitchen
ME: I go and start my breakfast, open up the dishwasher, only to find my sister didn't empty the dishwasher and it was completely full with clean dishes.
8:38a.m.- Instant message
Sis: "booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooob"
Sis: "boooooooooob is an idiot and didn't do the dishes"
Me: "actually I did, I not only did your dishes that you failed to take out, but I put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher, and cleaned up the counter"
Me: I thought you were at school, and in class by now.
Sis: "oh your still an idiot"
Me: "have a good day"
Sis: "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw little boooooob is trying to avoid confromation and sounds so cute using such cute words"
Me: "have a good day"
I go into invisible mode and continue to receive messages
Sis: "i will i have friends that love me"
Sis: "i'm not the idiot who doesn't do the dishes"
Sis: "mommy and daddy love me"
Sis: "little boooooooob is in trouble and he got scared its soooooooo cute"
Sis: "come here boooooob"
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Free 2 months at the gym
The LA Fitness I go to has been remodeling for the past 3-4 months. The first thing they did was move the treadmills from upstairs downstairs, making things more crowded. Then they took out a bunch of the free weights and moved the treadmills there. Then they took out about half of the treadmills and put them in the rooms they have the exercise classes.
Then about 3 weeks ago they took out about half of the upper and lower body machines. We have 2 leg extension machines, 2 seated leg curl machines, and a calf extension machine. That's over half of the machines gone; the leg extension, hip abduction machines, standing calf, seated leg press, and the other calf machine.
They took a bicep and tricep machine, 2 ab machines, a deltoid machine, a couple shoulder and chest press machines. They left the cable row machines nobody uses.
It has been 3-4 months and the remodel is still not done. You now have to wait 5-10 minutes for a machine, and a lot of the machines are gone, so you have less options to work out with.
I was slightly annoyed last night and decided to complain to the Nikki, the manager. I told her that I am paying good money to come here each month (really only $8.50 or so- we're on a family plan with 4 people for $34), but I didn't feel that I am getting the most out of my membership and was inclined to cancel because so many machines are gone, and working out can be an all day thing with having to wait for all of the machines. I said that it was unacceptable and was very upset. She said that she would give me 2 free months, which should be how long it takes to finish the remodel. Good.
Then about 3 weeks ago they took out about half of the upper and lower body machines. We have 2 leg extension machines, 2 seated leg curl machines, and a calf extension machine. That's over half of the machines gone; the leg extension, hip abduction machines, standing calf, seated leg press, and the other calf machine.
They took a bicep and tricep machine, 2 ab machines, a deltoid machine, a couple shoulder and chest press machines. They left the cable row machines nobody uses.
It has been 3-4 months and the remodel is still not done. You now have to wait 5-10 minutes for a machine, and a lot of the machines are gone, so you have less options to work out with.
I was slightly annoyed last night and decided to complain to the Nikki, the manager. I told her that I am paying good money to come here each month (really only $8.50 or so- we're on a family plan with 4 people for $34), but I didn't feel that I am getting the most out of my membership and was inclined to cancel because so many machines are gone, and working out can be an all day thing with having to wait for all of the machines. I said that it was unacceptable and was very upset. She said that she would give me 2 free months, which should be how long it takes to finish the remodel. Good.
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