Days Late

I'll admit my last post was harsh but it happens.
I wrote this post sunday night, but my net was out and couldn't post it.

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Well this weekend was pretty neat.
Friday started out alright, Doe had gotten a job interview the night before at a Salon (Virgo) somewhere on the Burlington / Woburn Line as the receptionist. The manager loved her and basically asked Doe to come in the next day and sort of try it out. She worked Friday 1-5 and then Saturday 9-5. She's making as much as I do and she's working forty hours a week. It's really sweet!

This makes me think about couples who have some odd competition over who's more successful or who makes more money. I don't feel any of these feelings that I've heard of. In fact, if Doe somehow started making a million dollars I'd just quit my job and laze around for the rest of my life. Well I'd probably do the extracurricular activities I still do (video games, working out, hanging out) I'd probably do these more often. Basically I don't have any sort of desire to be the main provider (but I obviously don't care if I am) and I just want do to be as successful as she can be.

Anyways, so Doe has the job there and she is just a receptionist for now and her manager was basically saying that's all she's going to be because that's all they're looking for. Doe being persistent and charming told her manager that she likes the job so far and she likes all her co-workers but she knows she'll want to be a hair stylist and I guess her manager agreed that later in her career Doe will have a shot at it.

Since Doe had to work 9 on Saturday she decided not to go out with me on Friday night so I just went over to the Basement by myself. I found Jim, CP, Ryan and Natty laying in the movie room just having a chit-chat I suppose. We watched Tim and Eric's season finale and it was sort of disappointing compared to their other episodes but it still was worth watching. For the rest of the night I just hung out playing Street Fighter and just hanging I guess. Clark arrived at The Basement and as always was given a warm welcome. There was more Street Fighter play and more laughs. Towards the end of the night Dan Hall arrived with delicious treats to share. It's been a while since we've seen Clark or DH so it was an exciting night I suppose. I left later on around 2 or maybe three, I don't think it matters much.

The next morning I woke up around 10. This day we planned on driving to Winchendon, MA to check out an arcade that was having a special event for Street Fighter IV. I sat around until about 12 when Richard (A kid we met on 2DF) called and let me know he was leave to get to Wellington so CP and I could pick him up. I called CP to wake him up, but I felt bad since he didn't sleep much because he had to drive his parents to the air port at 5:30. Since Doe had my car CP was needed to get Rich.

Dipping into the Rich subject a bit, originally CP and I were going to meet Rich in Boston to escort him out because he was new to the city. The idea is rediculous! But me being me, I'm a push over and sometimes too accomindating. So when I told him at first he could either take the Lowell commuter to Wilmington, or we could pick him up at Wellington Station on the Orange Line he declined because 'he was new to the city and was going to get lost'. I tried to tell him it was easy but he denied the fact and just trying to be nice decided I'd just go in and basically hold his hand out of Boston. CP later helped me convince Rich that the idea of us spending money to go on the subway to help him to Wellington was a waste of our money and time. It's true, it's so easy to navigate the subways of Boston I don't know how you could. There are maps everywhere and I don't see how they could make it more clear about how to get around. After Rich gave CP a weak argument as to why we SHOULDN'T go into Boston to meet him, CP convinced him that he needs to meet us at Wellington. Thankfully for CP we saved some money and a useless trip.

Blah blah blah, Rich met The Basement people we hung out for a while (until 5:30) then left on our way to Winchendon to find the Arcade. Jim graciously volunteered to drive the other car and after an hour and some odd minutes (we sort of took some wrong turns) found the Arcade. I'd like to say that this Arcade couldn't have been placed in a more obscure location. Winchendon is in the middle of no where. I forget how desolate western Massachusetts can get, but I was reminded this Saturday. Either way, we got there and it was exciting to say the least. I'm not sure when the last time I was in a real arcade and to make things even more unique it was an 'authentic' Japanese arcade with Japanese machines and all that. I prefer them a whole lot compared to American made arcade machines. I won't go into detail.

The crowd wasn't at all what I had expected either. There was an overwhelming amount of minorities. Not just asians but I felt like I saw a lot of black people and hispanics. Also, no one was quiet as dorky/geeky ask I imagined either. Sure there was the occassionaly skinny, small kid with glasses and an awkward haircut - actually there was a shit load of dorky/geeky kids.

Now I recalled seeing a good amount of dirty Nu metal kids with large sweatshirts with skulls on them and large raver jeans that were tatters more and more towards the feet.

There were some gangster looking kids as well and I was pretty surprised to see them there and playing street fighter. There was some trendy looking kids there too, with their tight sweatshirts and tight jeans and hair delicately handled and combed to the side. Again I was surprised to see them playing as well.

I'd like to point out on asian I saw playing who fit my last descript (tight clothing, etc.) looked like he was having a geniuning good time. Like to described to Jim, I'd watch him playing Street Fighter III and he would just crack a smile here and there. I guess I thought it was cool how he looked like he enjoyed just playing. I imagined he was smiling about strategic moves that were just made and he just loved the challenge and over coming it! But that is just what I think. Basically I just enjoyed his love for Street Fighter, he was skilled as well.

Street Fighter IV was an awesome game! It's the newest edition to the Street Fighter series and Capcom really did an amazing job trying to revive the franchise. I won't bore you anymore about it, but I can't wait to play it agian.

later later later, we left around 12:00. I was surprisingly tired and didn't mind leaving. I had a good time at the arcade and would love to go back there and try to get better at using a joystick and whatever. It took us about 35 minutes to get back to Lowell where I stopped at iHOP to let make use the bathroom. It's late in the game, but I guess I should point out the group that went to the Arcade was, Me, CP, Jim, Lane, Mac, Clark and Rich.

In my car was Mac, CP and Rich. After stopping at iHOP I got back onto 495, to 93 to get Rich back home. Since it was after 12:45 the subways had stopped and we had to go into Boston by car and get him to his apartment. It was quite the annoying journey and I'm really glad CP and Mac went with me. We got to exit 26 which heads towards Storrow Drive. I'm familiar with the area because I drove there a lot to get Doe in the begining of our relationship. The google maps directions didn't fail to dissappoint and of course had flaws in the directions. It told me to take a right after being on Storrow Drive. I'd like to point out that at no time did I see a right that was labeled as google maps had labeled it. Luckily I skipped that step and just drove to Claredon St(sp?) which was the next road. I got there the only way I knew how. After that we drove around following the directions as best we could. Rich kept suggesting other ways to go, but I ignored his advice and just followed the directions. We did pretty well doing this, but after a while I did take Rich's advice because the directions fucked up. Anyways, when we got close to Rich's apartment he failed to tell me to take a left at a certain point. He mockingly said "Heh, uhh you're going the wrong way." and I responded, "What? Where was I suppose to go." I'm going to do this in an easier dialogue format.

Rich: Well I'm supposed to be over there (points across the road where I would have no way over getting over there because of mediums and bullshit)
Me: Alright, well I didn't know that.
CP: It probably would have helped if you told us.
Rich: Hah, well I just figured you'd know.
CP/ME: What?
Me: I've never been here before, how the hell am I supposed to know where I'm going.
There was just silence.

Me: I'm just going to turn here. (I was taking the first right off the road)
Mac and Rich told me not to, but I'm not sure why. No one knew where the current road was heading and it wasn't like they knew where this new one was going. Either way, it's a good thing I took the road. After a couple of turns I ended up at Rich's apartment even though I felt people doubt I knew where I was going. But I'd like to point out that I used common sense to figure it out and it wasn't at all that hard. Needless to say after we dropped Rich off we got even more lost. I ended up missing a vital left turn to get back to Storrow Drive and ended up heading into Club-ville. I underestimated the idiots that would be up at 2am in Boston. There was traffic because of drunk clubbers staggering across the street looking for taxi's. It was so annoying having to weave around people just walking in the middle of the street. I said plenty of times to Mac and CP that I wish I had a gun sometimes. CP jokingly turned my wish for an actual gun into a wish for some sort of fictional gun that teleports whatever I shot back to The Basement. So we discussed how I would shoot us back home, CP noted that I'd have to shoot us one at a time. First the car, then him, then Mac the myself. ANYWAYS, after I got back to Claredon St (the way we got into Boston) I remember along time ago I drove here to drop Doe off when she lived/worked around the area, in turn I remembered how to get out. Mac's friend was on the phone and as she was some help she didn't help us get back to Storrow Drive. But she still helped. Basically we got home and all was fine, whatever!

All in all I was annoyed I had to make the trip and how nice I was during the whole thing, especially for someone who hardly appreciates it and basically just demands and demands.

Oh well!

Sunday was me in bed with a headache, but I liked the time with Doe because I basically didn't see her for two days! I didn't like the headache, it felt like my left eye ball was being pushed out.

It's late! Trying to sleep but I took a nap from 4 - 7:30, good night. I don't look forward to working.

In my opinion, this was a wordy post and too hard for even me to follow.