Get home. Eat pizza and watch UW/USC game with mom. Incredible. Can't sit still. Curse like a fiendish sailor on UW blunders. Mom says quarterback Jake Locker can't react like that. Tell mom that's why he's on TV playing football and I'm 25 living at home watching football. Illegally download new Rise and Fall album at halftime. Our Circle Is Vicious. Destroys. Surrogate 'til new Converge album drops. Final score. USC 13. UW 16. Contest in arbitrary context of rules and point system generates battle fervor. But a giant is a giant. And he has been felled. Exquisitely surreal.
Go to Oktoberfest with brother, his fiance, and friend Steve. Fiance brings two friends. One is mother of two. Other is Christian Scientist (not real scientist). Nice people. At least there is beer. Steve references "Dick In A Box". Christian Scientist has no clue. Likely confused. Definitely appalled. Familiar with Justin Timberlake? Steve asks. She has. Christ. Tiny glasses. 1/2 measuring cup. Righteous brews. Kona Porter. Tad thin. Dark enough. Elysian Pumpkin Ale. Wow. Pumpkin pie and beer had sex in mini-mug. Again in mouth. Not too sweet. Super thick. Jasmine IPA. Another Elysian. Sounds odd. Sleeper hit. Subtle floral notes. Alaskan Smoked Porter. A-1 jumped in my beer. Meh. See a couple friends. Old roommate's girlfriend. Bestows drink token. Bonus. Piss five times. Enormous lines. Almost go in pants. Twice. Main troth overflows. To the brim. Disgusting and hilarious. Extra Honey Buckets fork-lifted in. Heroic event staff.
Back at brother's place. One final piss. Probably shouldn't drive. Do anyways. Short distance. Not completely tossed. Still dumb. The Wash again. For composure. No sign of the beast. Pull in driveway. Enter house. Total stealth. Brush breath. Rip ungodly ass. Crickets. Smells like bacon, eggs and propane. In bed. Headphones. Pass out to Madlib. Shades of Blue.
The days are just packed.
Guess you don't have time to get that facebook you promised us at our wedding,
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Love,
Emily and Josh
You guys are unrelenting with the Facebook stuff. And that "interesting" comes off so nasty.
ReplyDeleteI hesitate on joining for a number of reasons. (1) I'm afraid I will develop a compulsive need to check it every hour, like I did with Myspace. (2) I've heard the voyeurism is straight unchecked. Don't need everybody reading my shit through a six-degrees-of-Kevin Bacon virtual grapevine. (3)My aunt has an account. She has found my brother. She will find me. I love her, but she doesn't need know the type of things I'd probably divulge to others on Facebook.
I'm not saying "no". I just haven't figured it out yet.
Haven't had the org. Grape Nuts, but the Raisin Bran is decent. Although I imagine most people wouldn't be able to handle the lack of sugar.
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