Verbal tirade
What is a verbal tirade? I don't know. My vocabulary is still being worked upon, but it was in the risk rules. The official rules anyway. I think they are kind of silly. There is some ridiculous stuff in there. Rules are what everyone plays by. Nothing more then mere guidelines by which the game should be played. Pirates on July 7th!! I think this would have to be the most excited I've ever been about a movie. And if it sucks...Let's not go there.
Why am I talking a verbal tirades and such? Well, Because summer has officially started and I'd like everyone to know how mine started. I'll skip the boring parts if you really want. Okay okay. So Monday we had to have a good game of risk before Jared ran off to Ontario for three weeks or so, and we did. Jon and I were the dominants, and we ended earlier than the end, but it could have gone on forever. Then I went to work. Yay. Tuesday was nothing. Wednesday was...Well, I dislike working daytime shifts due to the lunch time rush. They are gross. But work is boring to speak of, so we can mention emotional intelligence. Kyle mentioned it at spy cell, so I clung to that as a life raft to give the night a more study like feel. Mostly, it's not saying the standard answer for 'how are you'. Fine, right? Or good, or great. It's telling the asker how you are actually, not merely a cover up to skip the question. So we brainstormed words. And more people left for vacations on this day.
Thursday I received my card that reports. Some teacher who said I was going to fail passed me. Woot. I was happy. It made my day. And now for the days of goodness.
Friday was...kinda lame till about 6:30. Then the concert began. It wasn't the best concert ever, but I liked it. I swagged myself a pink shirt. Pretty much the coolest thing since fox and socks, and don't get me started on that. Haha. American History Ex is a pretty quality movie too. If the reality can be stomached.
Canada Day!! I sat in the sun for about four hours and they said I was in the parade. Got the farmers burn pretty solidified. Apparently my skin doesn't tan. It's very patriotic. Only red and white for this hide. Then I nerded it up with Jon with some heroes. I'd have to say that it is one of the best games ever. When I was young I used to go over to Kyle's all the time, and we'd rip up the first one as well as we could, being seven or whatever, listening to some Abba. Now the two are linked in my head pretty good. Like it or not. I worked the rest of the day away. Blahg.
And the grand conclusion to this tirade is Sunday. It was beautiful. I wore my pink shirt. I felt so cool. Church is pretty solidcore. He's trying to help us to reach out to people. It's better to be their friend than their converter. Nods all 'round. Then myself with some old guys, Mike and Reid, went for adventures in the village. Sidney doesn't get to be a town today. We saw about a million people. I moved the burn up my arm a bit. We listened to the band play. Cronk made the band, I must say. Just the little things he said between songs...He told everyone to go to a nearby ice cream shop while they were waiting. Anyway Then there was some chillage with Sir Robert Petkau. Pretty darn cool. I lost, but it doesn't matter. I was trying something stupid anyway.
Is anyone good with projectors? At about ten we tried to rig up our genius idea of connecting Heroes to a projected. It was an old projector, but it was free, so no complaints. It took a while to make it work decent for just the computer. But then we did. But heroes didn't work. It work flick the image crystal clear for a second, but not long or frequently enough to do anything. Then the thought,'well, do other games work?'. So we tried starcraft. Worked perfectly. Worms. Perfectly. Naturally this upset us a bit. Why doesn't what we want to play work? In the end, we scrapped trying to make it work on the projector, and just played it on the compy. Oh, and we got to meet Mike's kitten. They found it scared and cold in the forest, and it's a pretty darn cool cat, I must say.
But you know what the coolest thing about Sunday was? Sarah arrived back from Kenya today. In the midst of everyone leaving, she returns. Pretty sweet eh? Welcome home Sarah. Well, that probably bored you all to death, so now that my job is done... (exit stage right).
Why am I talking a verbal tirades and such? Well, Because summer has officially started and I'd like everyone to know how mine started. I'll skip the boring parts if you really want. Okay okay. So Monday we had to have a good game of risk before Jared ran off to Ontario for three weeks or so, and we did. Jon and I were the dominants, and we ended earlier than the end, but it could have gone on forever. Then I went to work. Yay. Tuesday was nothing. Wednesday was...Well, I dislike working daytime shifts due to the lunch time rush. They are gross. But work is boring to speak of, so we can mention emotional intelligence. Kyle mentioned it at spy cell, so I clung to that as a life raft to give the night a more study like feel. Mostly, it's not saying the standard answer for 'how are you'. Fine, right? Or good, or great. It's telling the asker how you are actually, not merely a cover up to skip the question. So we brainstormed words. And more people left for vacations on this day.
Thursday I received my card that reports. Some teacher who said I was going to fail passed me. Woot. I was happy. It made my day. And now for the days of goodness.
Friday was...kinda lame till about 6:30. Then the concert began. It wasn't the best concert ever, but I liked it. I swagged myself a pink shirt. Pretty much the coolest thing since fox and socks, and don't get me started on that. Haha. American History Ex is a pretty quality movie too. If the reality can be stomached.
Canada Day!! I sat in the sun for about four hours and they said I was in the parade. Got the farmers burn pretty solidified. Apparently my skin doesn't tan. It's very patriotic. Only red and white for this hide. Then I nerded it up with Jon with some heroes. I'd have to say that it is one of the best games ever. When I was young I used to go over to Kyle's all the time, and we'd rip up the first one as well as we could, being seven or whatever, listening to some Abba. Now the two are linked in my head pretty good. Like it or not. I worked the rest of the day away. Blahg.
And the grand conclusion to this tirade is Sunday. It was beautiful. I wore my pink shirt. I felt so cool. Church is pretty solidcore. He's trying to help us to reach out to people. It's better to be their friend than their converter. Nods all 'round. Then myself with some old guys, Mike and Reid, went for adventures in the village. Sidney doesn't get to be a town today. We saw about a million people. I moved the burn up my arm a bit. We listened to the band play. Cronk made the band, I must say. Just the little things he said between songs...He told everyone to go to a nearby ice cream shop while they were waiting. Anyway Then there was some chillage with Sir Robert Petkau. Pretty darn cool. I lost, but it doesn't matter. I was trying something stupid anyway.
Is anyone good with projectors? At about ten we tried to rig up our genius idea of connecting Heroes to a projected. It was an old projector, but it was free, so no complaints. It took a while to make it work decent for just the computer. But then we did. But heroes didn't work. It work flick the image crystal clear for a second, but not long or frequently enough to do anything. Then the thought,'well, do other games work?'. So we tried starcraft. Worked perfectly. Worms. Perfectly. Naturally this upset us a bit. Why doesn't what we want to play work? In the end, we scrapped trying to make it work on the projector, and just played it on the compy. Oh, and we got to meet Mike's kitten. They found it scared and cold in the forest, and it's a pretty darn cool cat, I must say.
But you know what the coolest thing about Sunday was? Sarah arrived back from Kenya today. In the midst of everyone leaving, she returns. Pretty sweet eh? Welcome home Sarah. Well, that probably bored you all to death, so now that my job is done... (exit stage right).
posted by AfterVerner at 11:45 a.m.
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