These days were Friday through Monday – 9/30 through 10/03/2011. Songs that most closely match my mood = The whole Chickenfoot III album, by Chickenfoot of course; and I just bought Mayday Parade’s new album that came out today, called just “Mayday Parade”. Both of these albums kick all the ass in the universe, twice. Don’t forget to check out my new pic on commonterry.tumblr.com!
I’m going to roll through these days as I’m late for getting into bed as I’ve been listening to the Mayday album, and playing KOTOR, all night after my work shift ended. Strap yourselves in, folks, because here we go….
I didn’t get enough sleep any day last week, some days 4 hours blah, so by the time Friday rolled around I just felt like total shite. I felt like I had Mono again – that’s how completely exhausted I felt. I honestly don’t remember jack shite about Friday. I just remember feeling trepidation about the fact that my cousin Geoff and his family were coming into town, as he’s thinking about moving to Lawrenceville, and I knew I wasn’t going to be up for hanging out. And not just because I knew I needed to sleep all weekend.
I’m not a huge fan of cousin Geoff at all. He’s a year or two older than me, but only chronologically. We have similar senses of humor, and can get along, but Geoff is like an eternal Vercua Salt like child in many ways. You can’t play games with Geoff because if you beat him, he will throw this fit and accuse you of cheating. He wants his way, and he wants it now. He loves picking his nose, and doesn’t exactly like throwing his boogers away. No – I’m not exaggerating.
The dude’s my family, and I feel bad that he aggravates me, so I try to put on a happy face. And I’m not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. But pretty much the only things we have in common is our blood, and our sense of humor. Otherwise he annoys the shite out of me. Am I a dick? I feel like it. For all the know he’s mellowed out as he’s gotten older, and maybe he’s learned to stop snacking on mucus, but I’m just not up for spending quality time with the guy. The last time I saw him was when my Dad was passing away in 2004, and he was still the Geoff I remembered back then. In fact, he and his family left town (they lived in Flordia back then, and still do for now) while my Dad was still in the hospital, and missed the funeral, because my Uncle Dale got mad at him for eating boogers in front of him at the hospital.
So………he’s going to be moving to Lawrenceville somewhere apparently in two or three weeks or something. And at first I was all like – we should hang out. But I really, really, really don’t want to, in all honesty. I guess I’m going to have to tell him at some point. Ugh. If it were just him moving up here by himself, it would be one thing. But his Mom lives with him as well, and I have an intense dislike for his Mom. She’s just not all there psychologically, which of course is why Geoff is the way he is more or less, but she’s worse by about a billion times. I don’t want to be around her at all, in any way, shape, or form. Just being in her presence makes me feel uneasy. It’s like I feel a disturbance in The Force, to put it in geek speak. There is something about her that puts me in a state of incessant discomfort when she’s around. Geoff does that to me as well, but to a lesser degree. Still – I don’t know how I can tell him without being rude. I respect him for standing by his Mom despite the fact that he has to know that she is what has made him the person he is, but I don’t want to be around them. I feel like either of them could mass murder everyone around them at any moment. That’s what being around them makes me feel. Anyway – blah – I’m going to have to figure out what to do about this.
Anyway – I got home from work on Friday and went straight to bed and slept until like 4:30p on Saturday. I got up and realized that there was something going on in the huge empty lot behind the Regal Theatre here at Atlantic Station. So realizing that I felt much better, I walked down there to see what it was. It was a BBQ festival where several people were having their concoctions judged, and local restaurants had kiosks there selling their grub. They even had funnel cakes – I LOVE funnel cakes! mmmmmmm So that was awesome. After that I went grocery shopping, and got all that done. Then the series 6 finale of Doctor Who came on Saturday night, and that was just freaking awesome! Then I had a lot of fantasy football stuff to do that I took care of, so I had to do all that. After that I watched three messages from my church’s website as I haven’t been going on Sundays due to watching football. I’m too lazy to get up early on Sundays instead of going at 6p. Maybe I’ll change about myself soon, but until then at least I can watch the messages online. You can too – check them out here:
I’m on the “Recovery Road” series right now. I highly recommend “The New Rules For Love, Sex, and Dating”, “The Shocking Statements of Jesus”, along with “Recovery Road” – check them out!
After I watched the messages, I hit the hay.
I got up on Sunday and, of course, watched football all day long. This week my LXFFO team, The Time Lords, faced off against Judgement Day. I ended up having a much better football week this week with my Time Lords winning 215-197! Woo Hoo! Also the Falcons won (woo hoo!), but the Panthers lost. The Panthers played a good game, though. Plus this week we had a lot of GREAT games in the NFL – a lot of huge come from behind victories – it was a great couple of days of football, man. Anyway, after football I watched some DVR stuff, including the season opener of Dexter! I love that show! After all that, I played KOTOR some more.
Monday saw me having to return to work, albeit working from home. I watched How I Met Your Mother, plus Monday Night Football. Also I watched my DVR of the season opener of “House”. Then I played more KOTOR. And here I am.
So that’s about all I did of note on these days. I texted with Mom, Elisha, and Lee Jay on these days, and IMd with Mom. Actually been having a lot of conversations with Elisha. I think she read my whining here about that and felt bad about it, or just decided to try to be less distracted… or something. Didn’t mean for you to feel bad in case you did, Blondie. But the good news is that we are getting more and more reconnected every day. I knew she was texting me on Sunday night before I got it. It was one of those flashes where I felt her, and I suddenly knew I was about to get a text from her. This used to happen all the time – especially when I still lived in Princeton. I would know she was dialing the phone to call me just before the phone rang. So that was cool and it made the day all the more awesome – with all the football goodness it provided as well. Anyway – glad to have her back in my life. Happy endings are stories that haven’t ended yet. Yes I totally just stole the title of a Mayday Parade song. Sometimes the song ends, but the story never ends.
Well I’m off to bed now. Until next time when I will share it all with you – After the Fact!