raiders of the lost ark, or, how i learned to stop worrying and play taboo

Went and saw Raiders of the Lost Ark (my personal favorite Indy movie. Ha, that pun was seriously unintended, I just surprised myself) at Sinnissippi Park as part of the "Movies in the Park" program that the Rockford Park District does. It was pretty sweet. There was trivia before the movie (alas, Trivio didn't walk away with a prize, but he knew the answers dammit), and of course, there were Nazis getting melted, explosions, and, somehow, patriotism in the movie. Quote Mark: "They should just call this America: The Movie." So that was fun.

Afterwards however, was not as fun. I suck at Taboo. Seriously, I am terrible at it. And with Sarah yapping in my ear, it's hard to get any better. Just kidding Sarah, I just suck. So that wasn't going my way. Then James pops in from Canada, a welcome surprise. Chit chat ensues, including Alison's drinking habits and what there is to do in Canada (besides eat pancakes and go fishing. I know that's what you were thinking). On a downer, my two best friends apparently aren't going to Canada next week now. Now I have to try and be friendly to Kevin and Brant. Thanks guys. I mean, Brant, Kevin, and Cal are cool guys, but I don't have anything to talk about with them. James and I can converse with the best of them, but I assume that he will be tending to everyone's needs (along with drinking and going to strip clubs, which I won't be able to fucking do without a goddamn fake ID). Sarah and Christina are great, but, no offense to them, they are girls. Just not the same, Sarah and Christina, hope you understand. So now there is for the most part no reason for me to go. I most likely won't get an ID, so no clubs, no titty bars, no drinking. And from what we discussed, there's not much else to do. Plus, I'll bet even the girls will be going to dance clubs or something every night (which also require one to be born "on or before this date in 1987"), so I will be bored by myself. Whee.

Oh yeah, Tom. Instead of being all high and mighty, why don't you get drunk sometime so we can bring up all the stupid shit you did to everyone the next day? I mean, I really like it when you do it to me, so I assume you would enjoy it just as much. Get down off your high horse and have a shot. Mine's not a high horse.

I need new friends, I just seem to fight with all the ones I have now. At least I'm on my way outta this scene. But now I'm down in the dumps. And I was having such a good past few days. I'm gonna listen to some Secret Machines.

Currently enjoying:

The Secret Machines

Next ish: If Mark doesn't sneak off without me, I might see Sky High tomorrow. I'll let you know how it goes. I said I would go with you, Mark, so let me know.

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