9 On The 9th Day, Of The 9th Month, Of The 9th Year, At 9 O'Clock

That's right. The poster and title of the post should tell it all. The epic tale of a group of friends celebrating one of it's own's birthday.

But, let's take a few steps back for now. First, I got up (which has been strange. My sleep pattern during the summer was atrocious, but I've been doing quite well this semester [so far]). I fucked up my oatmeal, so I had some truly bad mush for breakfast. I still ate it all because I knew it would all I've got to eat till lunch. I was ready and out the door a little early. I waited at the bus stop for a while, all while dreading the decision to wear my hoodie. It was already warm enough not to wear it, and I knew the day was only set to get warmer. The next stop, Steve was waiting... a long with like 30 other people. Even after that stop there were a few people standing... great, the next stop is gonna be fun... And it was. Steve and I watched as more and more people piled into the bus together, packing quite tight to fit everyone. But Steve and I had seats, so it was all good. We talked until we got to campus, where I pushed my way at the first stop (I really wanted to get off at the second stop, but I say an oppurtunity to get through, so I took it). My morning more or less consisted all of my psych classes which I was able to get through swimmingly with the aid of my good energy drink friends.

Today's pick was an AriZona Pomegranite Green Tea Energy Drink. I must say, I was really looking forward to trying this bad boy, because it mixed my favorite drinks: Tea (which AriZona is one of my favorite brands to begin with), and Energy Drinks. The pomegranite was really just icing on the cake for me. The drink was good (a lot better than Amp's energy tea). It was nice blend of tea, and energy kick so that neither taste was overpowering the other. The pomegranit wasn't all too prominent. It tasted more like AriZona's apple tea than it did the pomegranit. Nevertheless, I liked it. As for the energy, it had 80 mg of caffiene, and all that taurine and vitamins and crap, but it wasn't very carbonated. This seems a new trend in the "better" energy drinks to make it less bubbly, and thus making it seem less "energy drinky" for those who would otherwise not drink energy drinks (I think... I'm no marketer... They're the scum of the Earth).

I then went to my studio to waste some time unitl my actual studio time. I ate, then started doodling for my assignment. I made some progress before I had to go downstairs for lecture. Lecture in essence went through everything our project was supposed to be and what it wasn't supposed to be. Sooooo... I threw out my old idea, and adapted my ideas to fit the correct criteria. I also spent most of my time on Facebook chat talking to Maddie and Karliesa. I found out that Maddie was going to see 9 too, but she was going with her friend Nathan, because he was the only one who was willing to go. Long story short, she's starting to see why no one really likes him... Which is, believe me, a good thing. When it was finally time to get out of there, I nearly ran out. It's not that I dislike that class, but it was the fact that I was there for too long and just wanted to go home.

I waited for the bus for awhile before it finally came. I was almost absent minded enough to forget to flash my I.D. before stepping on the bus (I was on the phone), but I remembered and whipped it out before I looked too stupid. That bus ride... was interesting. (Note, for anyone (I doubt there will be) who doesn't know the local road layout, this will make little to no sense). So Ou ride started and went along fine until we went the wrong way before ramping on to I-43. Immediately the older woman, the mom, went to the front of the bus to have a chat with the bus driver. The woman infront of me (she was a cutie) turned around and said, "leave it to the mom to see what the problem is". My response, "that's what they're there for...". Turns out there was an accident, and insted of taking an hour or more on a backed up freeway, the driver made an improvised route to Green Bay Rd.. That went fine for a little while before Green Bay started getting congested because of all of the road construction. So agian, the bus driver wasn't gonna stand for it. He improvised yet again and took us all over to Teautonia (I'm pretty sure my spelling on that is still wrong...). It was so badass. Others were either laughing or a bit nervous, but I thought it was great. It was my story for the day. So we finally pulled into town, albiet it may have been a fuck ugly route. We still beat Steve's bus though (he was stuck on I-43 lololololololololol!!!). So I got home, and what was waiting for me? The Ultimates Omnibus. An 880 page graphic novel. One of the few Marvel novels I have, is now one of my most epic (However, nothing will knock the Absolute Sandman over as the MOST epic). I was quite stoked for that, even if I felt bad that I couldn't start reading it. I caught a quick supper (by that time I was really fucking hungry), and then hoped on the 12 to Kiwi's house. From there I learned of the failure that is Catherine. She opted out of the movie last minute because she learned it would be a few bucks cheaper when Steve was going on the weekend. Bitch. So we were now down to one vehicle. Ben's. So me, Kiwi, Jake, Ben, Smerz, and Beau and were in Ben's car. After stopping at Pick n' Save/Factory card outlet to pick up some party hats and party blowers, we were on our way. Then we hit a detour. Fuck. Then the detour dissapered. Fuck. Then we were surrounded by white people. Fuck. Then Jake gave fucked up directions. Fuck. But, somehow, if by the grace of some higher power, we got there barely on time. We met Sante in the theater, and enjoyed our movie.

9. The movie is basically about 9 dolls fighting robots. And it's one of the few CG movies rated pg-13. It wasn't a kids movie by any means, but I also think it's probably better for kids than most other pg-13 movies (no abrassive language, just action and loud noises). First, let me start be saying that the CG animation was FUCKING AMAZING! This movie was one of the few that I give enough credit that it, without any doubt, could compete with the Likes of The One And Only. There was only one instance where I did notice repeating textures, and some of the backgrounds seemed semi-flat. But still... Fucking amazing... The character designs and art direction I liked from the first time I saw the trailer. I loved the character models for #1-9, the robots looked creative and imaginative, and the explosions and constant glowing greens offered a lot of nice contrasts. Plus the over-all Burton-esque dark gloomyness of the flick just seemed awesome in CG. Another high point to the film was it's messages. The metaphors in that movie run rampant and make so many comments, critiques and flat out jabs at our society, the world at large, and the troubles faced with being human. There were big, all encompasing messages, small subtle messages, and some you could really just find personal meanings and interpretations. I liked that about the movie because it really made it obvious what this movie was all about. Putting a story to a message. However, my own real problem came in with the plot itself. As a mesage, as a metaphor, it worked perfectly, but as a film... it fell short... It seemed rushed with a lot of minor problems that caused it to fall short of its full potential. The pacing of the movie seemed sloppy, and the character devolopment well... there wasn't much character development to speak of... Overall, it is still an enjoyable film, and worth a watch just to see the animation alone.

After the movie, we hung around the theater being general nuisances, and annoyances to any and all employees. When we finally left the theater, we did the same thing out in the parking lot... only louder. But we finally left, found our way back into Brown Deer, and one by one dispurssed. Happy Birthday Kiwi. It was a fun time!

A Weeks Update

Oh God… Where did I leave off? It seems like forever since I’ve blogged. I mean, it’s summer. I’ve entered ‘summer-time’ which basically equates to: For no reason whatsoever, nothing seems as long and/or short as it really is (wow… I didn’t think of how sexual that sounded in my head). What I mean is, this past week… Seemed like a month. And yet Summer itself has only felt like a few days… And things like Summerfest and the Up North Trip seem like A BILLION YEARS ago…



Okay. Sorry. Moving on.





Last post I had detailed an incident involving the BDPD. Since then I've had a few more adventures, which I'll try to remember them all...



First off, the very next day after my last blog (Monday) I had actually made plans to hang out with Holly. Now, Holly and I go way back to 6th grade, and we were best friends for a few years (we had a very odd past...) but nowadays we hardly talk. Basically she just found a new crowd she tends to hang out with, and both of us are just busy... So I thought it would be cool to just go out to lunch and catch up. We ended up going to Wendy's (which made me laugh because I was just there the night before). So we talked for a bit before we ended up leaving back to her house. We ended up playing Left 4 Dead. Okay, let's take a side track for me to throw a review in here:

What can I say about Left 4 Dead. First off, I was playing it on 360. Personally, anything with Valves name on it should rightfully be played on a PC. I'm not even a PC gamer, and I know that. It's like cardinal law. But anyways, I played for a bit and I gotta say... I'm not too big a fan. I mean, there was no story or plot, they just showed you a 6 minute intro video and figured that was good enough. Call me old fashioned, but I still prefer a good single player game with a plot that makes you think. But this, this was worse than a generic zombie apocalypse story, because it was an assumed generic zombie apocalypse story! Aside from there, the gameplay was fun much like a Grand Theft Auto game. It's fun to just mow down dozens of the dead over and over again. Although, from what I saw, there were pretty large maps for some good exploration, but if you're faced with 10,000 zombies, it's hard to say, "I'm gonna go esplorin'!". Oh, one more grip I had with it is, why were all of the characters the same? I thought the whole point of having such drastically different characters was so that each could posses special skills and abilities... So, overall I think it was an alright game that had a good enough AI system to keep things relatively fresh every time you play through it, but the game fails as any sort of single player venture. I can see it being fun online and with 4 player co-op, but then how high can we really hold this as a 'game'... It's a completely different scale we have to weigh it on.

So, then after playing, Holly had some meeting thing she had to go to, so she took me home. Which was cool because I got to hang with her for a few hours but it didn't take up my whole day (the days I have off work, I really want to utilize as much as possible). So I was at the house for a few hours before chatting with Maddie and Karleisa on FB. I was then invited out with them. So they came like an hour later and we ended up just store hopping before fianlly sitting down to eat. I also found it funny that before we even left and I asked Karleisa what we would do, she brought up maybe going to Wendy's... Now that would have been funny. But, alas, we ended up going to Arby's, which was a good choice. We ate, then drove around for a bit before sitting in my back parking lot (I swear that thing gets more action than me...). Then we figured "HEY! LET'S GO BOWLING!!!", however, after getting the alley's number, and myself some socks, we could not go bowling. Why? Because it was a Monday night, and they closed before infant's bed times... So we ended up just at Maddie's hoouse for a bit before she kicked us out for some free pizza (note, she doesn't even like pizza).

Then the rest of the week was pretty boring. You know the routine, work, eat, sit doing nothing, eat, go one the computer, sleep, work... It was like that until Friday when, after getting off of work, Jake stopped by my house. He does this every now and again because his bus picks up about 10ft from my house, so we'll talk before it comes. However, when he got here, the first thing he said was "Steve told me to call him when I got here". So Jake called and Steve ended up coming like 10 minutes later. We all got to chat and catch up with one another had been doing for the past few weeks. So we all talked until Andrew got off work and came home. So we all talked for a bit before we left to hit up Denny's... Denny's was closed. Closed... So we just went next door to IHOP. Yes. We went to IHOP at like midnight. Now since it was after midnight, that meant that it was now Andrew's birthday. Happy birthday nig-nog!!! So I figured since it was his birthday, I'd pay for his meal, and while I was at it, Jake's birthday s only a few days, and Steve only had $5 and and and and... So I figured screw it, the meals on me. So we all ordered (Me = Philly Cheese Steack sandwhich with onion rings, Steve = Turkey sandwhich with fries, Jake = Chocolate chip pancakes, Andrew = Butterscotch pancakes). So we all ate and talked and were finally kicked out at 2am for closing. That was a fun night that only cost me like $40...

So we all dispersed and got some sleep, and when all of us woke up, it was still Andrew's birthday. I had actually got him the first season of Stargate (SG1, not that Atlantis bullshit!!!). My mom had work however, so Andrew and I sat around watching Seinfeld, before I had to leave for work. Work was annoying. After work, I left and caught up with Jake, Coop, Raphi, and Vlad (RANDOM >.<). So we were all talking for a bit before Andrew came back home, and we all left for Smerz's grandparents for a movie night. We really didn't get too far before I got a hold of Steve and he told me to just stay there and he'd come get us. So we all went to Smerz's to watch Senior Skip Day. I had very low expectations for this movie... It was a random movie that no one had ever heard of probably from the late 90's to early 2000's. But it was fucking hilarious!!! Oh man, it was random, stupid and entirely politically incorrect! It was great. And then after the movie, we all made fun of Catherine's boot! It was fun. And at 1am Smerz kicked us all out. We went to, yet again, my back parking lot. I don't really know what happened because I fell asleep in the van.

The next day was all work for me, so nothing really worth mentioning happened. I did however switch my Monday shifts with someone so I didn't have to work yesterday. I ended up hanging out with Holly again, but this time Pat and Eric were there too. Yeah. We all hung out for a few hours, not doing much. After that I came home and listened to Relapse, Eminem's newest. Allow me again to page break here:

It's Eminem. Go itno this expecting that. So we all know it's gonna be hard, fast, and violent as Hell. even after a 5 year break, he's still got it. As a whole, I don't think it soars higher than anything he's done before (at best it safely tails behind), but there are a few songs that just shine brighter than others. Overall, pretty good. Sorry, that was a short review... but It's Eminem. You like him or you don't...

Now on to today. Today is Jake's birthday. He's throwing a big barbeque party thing... Let's see if it doesn't fail... Either way I can only stay for a few hours before I need to leave for work.

I Was Morally Oppesed To Doing Shit Today

Let's see. My math class last night was interesting... It seems like it'll be pretty easy if I pay attention (btw: Trigonometry). My instructor kinda sounds like the Hispanic version of Apocolyptica (They kinda talk like this). After class, I hit it, and ran to the bus stop. I knew that the next bus didn't come till 3:15 or so (I got out of class at 2:50), but I was hoping that a bus was late or something, and I could hop on that. However, no such luck. I had to wait till the next bus... which was late. So I didn't get on the bus till about 20 after. Which sucked, because, I had work... So I got home at about 4 (when I supposed to be at work), called in and said I'd be there at 4:30. I tried to quick eat, but I ended up taking half of my supper with me anyways. Work actually went pretty well, but I was still really tired by the end of it. Went home, got dressed, chatted with Andrew for a bit, then went to sleep.

Thus we get to today. I woke up this morning at about 4:08. I checked the clock (that's how I know the time it was!), then fell back asleep. So I woke up again, this time about 4:44... Dammit! So I went back to bed again until about quarter after 6, woke up, and waited for my alarm to go off so I could shut it off. It's crazy, though, my sleeping habits have never been like this... ever. I mean, during break, I kept having hard times falling asleep, and now I'm actually waking up on time and on my own... It's really fucking weird... But I got up, packed my stuff and got ready to leave. I was ready for at least 20 minutes before I had to leave, which led to me being really bored... I finally just got up and left. I was early for my bus, but a strange late/early bus came by, I shrugged "eh", and got on. Low and behold, this wasn't a real bus, or a real bus driver. Turns out he just wanted to rape me and steal my skin. So I kicked him in the throat and crashed his bus into the river. Okay, so that was all bullshit... but seriously... I got on campus and went to the Union lab (where I am now), and soon met Aubin. He and I were talking for a bit before he took a picture from the UWM home page into paint and added his own flair to it:

See?

Then, I introduced Aubin to Aron E., you may remember this silly jackass from earlier posts. Aubin laughed at him for a while (who can blame him), then I headed on off to class. I don't really want to admit it, because I do find it interesting and all... but architecture theory is a really boring class. I took about a 10 minute nap in there, class ended early, then I went on back to the Union (btw: Aubin wants to start telling people the 'union' is pronounced 'onion').

So, I listened to music, and started eating. It was really early, so I didn't want to eat all of my lunch, but I was oddly starving. As I was eating, I was writting the script to my highly anticipated "Cappy" film. I finished a scene when This morose mutha' fucka walks by me. So Steve sat down and we chatted for a bit. We both traded bits of our schedules, and he had to leave to grab something to eat before his class started at noon. So, I finished up my English homework, and headed to my computer lab. AAAHH I WANT MY LAPTOP! HURRY UP YOU DUMB UPS GUY!!!

So, while on the computer, I checked all my e-mails and such, looked to see if all of those chapters were really online for my art history class (they weren't... I think I'll just hold onto the book for now), and am listening to the entire "Appeal to Reason" cd by Rise Against off of youtube (retards who post songs with still screens and call them videos...). So far it's been really good (btw: both singles and their accompaning videos are amazing!!!). The only thing I could say even remotely negatively about it, is that Tim really doesn't scream at all... Oh well, you move on (mainly because I'm not one of these jerk-offs who feals the need for life to be put on hold while I bitch and bitch because things aren't going the exact right way for me). Yep. Now I'm probably going to go to the archy store and buy my supplies for my arch class on Fri. (I really don't want to buy another text book or any more expensive as shit supplies...). Mhmm... And then, at 3:30, I've got my english class. I just want to go home... I just want to go home, lay down, eat something, and chill out... I haven't felt like doing anytihng today. It's like when you know it's cold outside, but you're inside. That nice warm, comfortable, secure, safe, and mildly arousing feeling... I want that like right now!

Ugh!

I'm not in too good a mood right now. You see, I just took [and likely failed] my Physics test. It was a complete kick in the dick. Seriously. My dick is reeling with pain. Immense pain, and it doesn't make me happy. Not at all, nuh-uh!

Well, lets hit the rev. button for a second here. Last night, I went to my very monotonous art class. Now, like I said, I had a badass (rather, as badass as a picture of me can be) self portrait I drew in charcoal (It literally, and I'm sorry if I said like a jerk or anything, pwnzrd everyone elses...easily). When we had critique Kevin (the instructor) said he like it... and listed examples of things he thought I had done well, but then said it wasn't right for the class because I used a picture... Oh well... fuck it, I liked it... After critique we had a 5-10 minute break which he talked to me during about my thoughts and opinions on observations from life vs. pictures. He said some more technical gobbley gloock and demonstrated his personal preferences and opinions. I guess in a way, I can respect him when he actually talks through things and expresses what he wants to get across... but I personally do not like the way he goes about his class. Not that it matters much now... we've only got 4 more classes... Anywho, I asked him if I could have my picture back so I could finishe the shoulders and arms... he said he'd like to hold on to it, and made me write 'From Photo' on it... this did not make me happy face. I better get that damn thing back! For serious... After class, I took my happy ass to the bus stop and caught my lonely last bus home. The driver was really cool though. He and I talked for a little bit and then he dropped me off literally right infront of my house (props). I got home and cracked open the Physics stuff. I studied for about an hour, maybe an hour and a half, then threw all of the shit off my bed and went to sleep.

This morning, my alarm was off, so my mom had to wake me up (dammit!). I got ready really quick and left my house about 7: 27. I was walking to the bus stop, when all of a sudden, the 49U sneaks up behind me... then fucking jets past me! BASTARD!!! Nooooooooooooooooooo! I needed to catch that damn bus to get to campus early so I could study! Fuck my life! Steve and Beau were on that bus and we got some very important conversing done (sorta), all while I pretended to study. We got to campus, and long story short... I didn't get much studying in. So I went to class... and here I am. you're all caught up and I'm not all too happy.

Saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad Faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaace...

Now I'm gonna try to get the latest episode of Heroes done (I won't be here later in the week. W00T for thanksgiving!!!), then I've got math. I really hope we're just reviewing today... that would be sweet. However, something tells me, we're actually going to do something of substance, which basically means I'm going to finish my checkerboard pattern on the graph paper she gave us! Rofl...