Investing my time
Thursday. 3.27.08 9:05 pm
Katie (8:39:14 PM): I gotta go take a shower...wake myself up...
Katie (8:39:17 PM): You.
Katie (8:39:22 PM): K, be back in 10.
Steve (8:39:23 PM): That's what she said.
Steve (8:39:30 PM): >.>
Katie (8:39:35 PM): Yes. Yes it is.
Steve (8:39:39 PM): Good riddance, I say.
Katie is away at 8:39:41 PM.
Steve (8:39:43 PM): Shoo.
Katie (8:39:45 PM): K.
Steve (8:39:47 PM): That's right. Shoo.
Steve (8:39:50 PM): Begone.
Steve (8:39:58 PM): PARTY AT KATIE'S!
Steve (8:40:07 PM): I wonder if her room's a mess...
Steve (8:40:13 PM): OH! The walls are green!
Steve (8:40:23 PM): That's insane! I wonder what color the floor is?
Steve (8:40:38 PM): I can't tell. There is too much stuff in the way.
Steve (8:41:03 PM): Books, papers, clothes, bottles, underwear, (seperate from clothing), more bottles...
Steve (8:41:06 PM): What a mess.
Steve (8:41:20 PM): Oh, look! The play room!
Steve (8:41:37 PM): PS2, dance pad, Katamari...what a nerd.
Steve (8:41:53 PM): I bet she doesn't ever use the pool table. Sheesh.
Steve (8:42:22 PM): Oh, look! There's a pink stain on the floor.
Steve (8:42:45 PM): Funny, there's a...kind of RING of clean-ness in the middle of it.
Steve (8:43:00 PM): Like, from where something stopped the stain from soaking int.
Steve (8:43:02 PM): in.
Steve (8:43:20 PM): Smells like bananas and strawberries.
Steve (8:43:43 PM): Hmm...maybe someone spilled a blender-full of smoothie here!
Steve (8:44:20 PM): Judging by the streaks, it looks like they tried to clean it up with a wet-vacuum.
Steve (8:44:54 PM): Someone must have worked hard with that vacuum. They did a good job on the carpet!
Steve (8:45:03 PM): I wonder where the blender went...OH!
Steve (8:45:10 PM): I bet they cleaned it in the BATHROOM!
Steve (8:45:48 PM): Eh, the door's locked.
Steve (8:46:03 PM): I bet they had a blast locked in the bathroom with the water running, though.
Steve (8:46:20 PM): Oh, loo-ACK!
Steve (8:46:42 PM): *chokes on too many "OH, look!"s*
Steve (8:47:22 PM): I hope you enjoy that.
Steve (8:49:02 PM): You love misery.
Steve (8:50:42 PM): You can't say you didn't laugh when you read that.
Steve (8:50:58 PM): And now you want to type a frowny face
Steve (8:51:07 PM): It's OK.
Steve (8:51:57 PM): It's been far longer than 10 minutes.
Steve (8:52:09 PM): Like...12 minutes.
Steve (8:52:19 PM): You've broken another promise.
Steve (8:52:24 PM): Tsk tsk.
Steve (8:53:39 PM): Super Smash Bros. Brawl play one player awesome intense fun 10 hours trip break Snake Sonic Shiek
Steve (8:53:48 PM): Video Games In General
Steve (8:54:27 PM): Now it's been around 15 minutes.
Steve (8:54:38 PM): Clearly, you have issues with time.
Steve (8:54:47 PM): You know what?
Steve (8:54:53 PM): No. I guess you don't
Steve (8:55:04 PM): But that's OK. I saved money by switcing to Gieco.
Auto response from Katie (8:55:04 PM): Soapy and delicious in the shower. bbs.
Steve (8:55:16 PM): Delicious in the shower, eh?
Steve (8:55:33 PM): That wouldn't happen to be because of the FRUIT SMOOTHIE sitting in the bottom, would it?
Steve (8:56:07 PM): Come on, Katie. I'm running dry on things to say.
Steve (8:56:18 PM): I wonder why your away message only just kicked in.
Steve (8:56:34 PM): Considering I'd been messaging you for over 15 minutes.
Steve (8:57:33 PM): Did you know that the Select property of List Boxes in Visual Basic returns 1s and 0s instead of trues and falses?
Steve (8:57:45 PM): It's weird.
Steve (8:58:03 PM): Took the class like, 4 minutes to figure out why nobody's programs were working.
Steve (8:58:23 PM): Aaron James (you met him at my house) was dancing to the computer music.
Steve (8:58:34 PM): And I started making it go faster. And faster.
Steve (8:58:57 PM): And it got to the point where he couldn't move fast enough. And he fell over. And the teacher laughed.
Steve (8:59:00 PM): And I laughed.
Steve (8:59:26 PM): And the floor laughed, causing Aaron to fall into it's mouth.
Steve (8:59:43 PM): The funeral will be next Saturday.
Steve (8:59:56 PM): I don't think they're going to have his real body, though.
Steve (9:00:10 PM): Buildings don't digest things the same way you or I do.
Steve (9:00:18 PM): Or nearly as efficiently.
Katie returned at 9:00:37 PM.
Katie (9:00:40 PM): ...Sorry about that...
Katie (9:00:51 PM): Cleaned the shower and the toilet while I was there.
Steve (9:00:54 PM): They found one of his fingers, and at first they thought it was Flavor Flave.
Katie (9:00:54 PM): Replaced the mats.
Steve (9:01:05 PM): Read everything.
Katie (9:01:25 PM): I did.
Steve (9:01:27 PM): I will, too. Just for kicks.
Katie (9:01:28 PM): You're strange.
Katie (9:02:35 PM): Oh, and I did laundry...
Steve (9:03:53 PM): I'm saving this conversation.
Steve (9:04:00 PM): I invested a lot of time into it. I deserve it.
My weekends have been filled for 3 weeks previous and will continue to be so until...3 week of April? Anyway, I'll be pooped.
Beat Subspace Emissary in under 9 hours. YES. Plot wasn't half bad, either. Very dramatic. Funny scenes.
Dilated, I want your friend code! As soon as you buy it, that is. I hear there's a buttload of lag, though.
Now I shall invest my time in my grades. Or, at least pretend to.
WHO MISSED ME!?
Wednesday. 3.19.08 11:58 pm
I haven't updated in a while.
Got Brawl for the Wii. Sorry I got it so soon, Dilated! I'll still play with you!
It's a pretty sick game. The campaign mode, which is supposed to be a side note, is at least 10 hours of game play. Probably a bit more.
Controls are a bit hard to get used to, but you can stick to the Gamecube controller if you want...
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Going to the mountains with weekend with some friends. Oh, and I had a freaking awesome time at Kyle's sleepover. Played 1:52 of the SAME capture-the-flag game. Yeah. My shoulder blades are still sore.
We put a controller between one guy's legs whilst he slept. When we wanted to bug him, we'd kill his character and the controller would shake. Hahaha. He deserved it, for driving our base away so many times. :0
I'm thinking of another story.
Sunday. 3.16.08 2:57 pm
I'll start working on it post haste. And then I'll make a video out of it. Maybe even a play.
The play would be kind of disappointing. I guess I'll just write it as a script for fun. But it is going to be far too short for a play.
Friday was nothing short of amazing. I had an OK day at school.
You know what? I'll do this later. Mom's forcing me to do homework.
Thursday. 3.13.08 11:43 pm
My mom FORCED me to walk the dog because she thinks I need the exercise. Dude. Walking is not exercise. It doesn't get my heart pumping. It doesn't even make my calves burn. And she won't let me walk out of the neighborhood I've lived in for fifteen years! I am bored out of my skull. And it's a colossal waste of my time.
So you know what I did? I went for a 15-20 minute walk with the dog, turned off my phone, and came back an hour and a half later.
You probably think that's the dumbest thing ever. And it might be. But it was worth it to know that she went out looking for me and was freaking out.
I should've snuck in when she wasn't looking. But instead I called her like a normal concerned person who came into their house to find everyone missing.
I don't think she thinks before she responds to me. She just says no, like always.
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