Worthless and Weak

You're all worthless and weak!

Tuesday, February 18, 2003

 
Now, before I start my blog entry for the day, I would like to explain stuff first. If you don't understand my sense of humor, you might find it offensive. First of all, I don't want to poke fun at anybody or the already bad situations that they are in. Hopefully, you'll be able to look back on this in the future and laugh. Ideally, you'll be able to laugh at it now. Secondly, my humor can at times be self-depricating. So, when I make fun of the fact that I can't spell your name, take it as a comment on my spelling ability, not your name. Finally, I will apologize for this whole paragraph, as I'm sure that you really don't care. But if you do, just IM me and I'll remove anything that offends you from this post. Unless you're Luke Jones, in which case you're screwed.



It is coming. It will destroy us all. Millions will die. Thousands will be stranded without food or clothing. Hundreds will lose keys in snowbanks. Hide your children. Don't go out. Cancel school. Cancel work. Cancel everything. Go to your nearest grocery store and buy all the remaining bread and milk. This Febuary, its the apocalyptic Armageddon of a snow blizzard storm, Naught Three. Starring Christopher Walken, Diane Keaton, Billybob Thorton, and Mike Piazza as the snow plow driver. A Columbia-Tristar picture. Produced and directed by Francis Ford Coppola. Don't get left in the cold.

So, every time there is a storm, everything around here panics, and the news makes a huge deal of it. So today we got a pretty damn big storm. Big enough to cancel school for two days. My plan for the day was basically to sit back and do nothing, and enjoy the piece and quiet. Didn't happen. So, this is my story, and I shall tell it.

So, the day starts as most monday's should (but don't). I get up early enough to get to my 9:15. So, I watch TV, looking for weather news of the impending storm. At about 9:10, I decide its best to leave, and I go out. So, I go there, and no professor. So, I wait, and wait, and talk about leaving with some people. I was just about ready to leave, when the prof finally walks in. Then, we are given a survey by a Criminal Justice guy. Then we take a quiz, and then talk about stuff. Eventually, we leave.

So I don't have another class until 2:50, so I figure I'll pretty much vege out for a while. Then I say to myself, "I should go give Sylvia the books she wanted." So, I pack up my bag with books, make the trek over to her place, and then give them to her. So we talk for a while, I make her laugh a bit. And eventually I decide to go home. Thats good deed number one.

So, I'm back here waiting, playing computer games. So, of course Luke is there, as are Seth and Nate. All hanging out, doing our normal routine. Suddenly, there is a knock at the door. Who could it be? Why, its the person I helped find keys for earlier. Her name is Ukrainian. Well, its not like her parents said "lets name her Ukranian." I just assume that her family is from the Ukraine, and they gave her a traditional Ukraining name. Now, there is absolutely nothing wrong with this. Other than the fact that I can't spell the name. Or pronounce it. So, I'm just gonna say that her name is Xianeeyoe. I thinks thats not spelt right. Furthermore, you can pronounce it any way you want to, and it will all be wrong! But anyway, back to my story, see. So she comes over, I assume to thank me for helping her out the other night. So I think to myself "see, if you do enough good for other people, eventually somebody starts to appreciate it." So, she thanks us, and then asks us if we could move furniture for her. So, because I strive to be a gentleman, me and Seth go up to help her. So, after much cursing and engineering and Feng Shui, (which is also a Ukrainian word), we move furniture. Yay!! Good deed number 2.

So, afterwards, I get her AIM screenname, and we chat for a bit. But, things settle down for the evening, and I begin playing Final Fantasy. Now, I'm doing a miny-game which can be very frusterating. So I'm playing and playing and playing. And failing and failing and failing. Half the time the computer cheats. Half the time I screw up. Another half the time (it might be good if you used Ven diagrams to figure this out) I am put into a situation where I just couldn't win. So, finally, I'm doing it perfectly. Everything is going exactly right. I only have one more thing to do, and.....

my phone rings. Now, normally, I would be happy about getting a phone call, I get so few of them. But, this time I let it ring. Finished the game, then got the phone. It was our old friend Steffy. It appeared that somebody promised her that he would meet her at Ruggles station and walk her home. Now, I won't give any names, but I will give two hints. A: that somebody wasn't Xianeeyoe. Second hint, his name starts with "S" and rhymes with "Beth". So, I agree to go meet her. So I get there, and I wait, and I wait, and I wait.


Now because its a blizzard the likes of which we haven't seen since the Isrealites were in Pharo's land, there weren't many people at the station. So, I'm there, alone, at night. So, I'm kind of nervous, but not too nervous. After about 15 minutes, some guys starts yelling at me. Now, if you're ever in a city, and somebody starts yelling at you, the intelligent thing is to not make eye contact, and hope they go away. This guy didn't. But, he introduced himself to me, and told me that he was stuck and needed two dollars for a gas can. Now, I normally don't give out money on the street, but it was a pretty fucking bad storm out there. So, I gave him the two bucks, and he was on his way. But he seemed really happy that he got it, and I would too if I were stranded in Boston. Good deed number 3.

Then, I got Steffy and walked her home. Good deed number 4. There, she shows me all the things she got for valentines day. She got a flashlight, lots of candy, and season three of the original Batman on DVD. The flashlight will come into our story later again. And, I'm sure that sometime in our future, the Batman DVD will as well. So, we hang out for a while, and then.... There is a knock at the door!! Oh wait, that already happened. Now, ummm...
The phone rings!!! It was none other than our good friend Melissa, calling on our other good friend Jon's phone. So, she and Steffy talked for a bit. Then, I guess that Jon asked to speak to Steffy. Steffy then thrust the phone in my direction, and asked that I pretend I was her. So, I try to make my voice as low as possible and we had a bit of a conversation... enjoy:

Jon: Steffy?

Me: Hello. Umm, I have a cold. Thats why my voice sounds different.

Jon: Sounds like quite a cold.

Me: Yeah, I think I'm gonna die soon.

Jon: That would be very bad.

Me: No it wouldn't. I'm only Steffy after all.

......

well, there was more after that, but I'm not gonna bother giving it to you. Anyway, eventually I go home. And, as I'm walking up stairs..... I hear a knock at the door!!!

Umm no, but I do run into none other than..... Xianeeyonue. She said "we're going to play in the snow. You will come with us." So, I basically said to myself "I really don't want to do this. But I know I'll have fun if I do." So I went out, tackled people. Killed civilians. Threw snow in faces. Did lots of that groovy stuff. Then, we had about twenty people inside for hot chocolate. And people played Vice city. And did stuff. But eventually they had to leave. Of course, because Dschxxi--auoi-ni12ujee lives in our building, she didn't leave until later. When finally she decided to leave, she came across a small problem of sorts. She couldn't find her keys.

So I think "it'd be much easier looking for keys if we had a flashlight. So I got a flashlight, and we looked for keys in snowbanks. Now, if you've never looked for lost keys in a snowbank, you don't know what you're missing. Now, you may say to yourself "I sure wish I would lose my keys in a snowbank, so that I can look for them." Why, fret no more! Becasue you really don't need to lose keys to look for them. Just go to the nearest snowbank, and look for something. You'll actually have a higher chance of finding keys than if none were lost in the first place. But anyway, its loads of fun, and it basically brings me to right now. So, night all, its incredibly late, and my feet are still wet and cold.

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