New Job--New Game?

So I had enough. I went to Big Sandy last weekend to hang with the Karlmeister, and I had enough. Enough talk of a certain online video game that I didnt understand.

Coming home, I promptly bought it. Bad move, I got hooked. Wednesday morning I bought World of Warcraft, and I get back home about 11:00am. I install it, and that takes about an hour, not entirely unexpected. I go to play it and when I signed on, I had to download a patch. Ok this is not entirely unexpected either, since the software was written 2 years ago.

well it takes nearly another hour to install the patch. I log in. Another Patch awaits. crap.
So another 45 minutes later I'm downloading the 3rd patch. which also takes about an hour to download and install. Furious that it has taked nearly 4 hours to install and get right, I log on.
Only find a slew of small update patches to install and download.

At this time, I took up the near floor-to-ceiling sized Sword lain against the wall and beat the crap out of my bed. I went downstairs where I could get a full swing in and did exactly that.

well the game installs and runs, and its half way through 3pm. I play untill 2am. This game is amazing.


enough of that: I'm working finally!
So on thursday I go to work, foregoing sleep, since my schedule was so messed up from many days of staying up past 4 am. I meet up with the guy I work with, John, and eat breakfast at IHOP. large breakfast, he unexpectingly pays for it.
Well we get to the place where my Dad's company had been storing a ton of lumber, and start loading up the trailer to move it all to John's backyard. The first load was probably about 7000 pounds of lumber, loaded by myself and John by hand into the trailor. I was using my back, apparently. The next load was about 8000 lbs of wood and most were trusses bolted together making them really heavy to only move one at a time. I used my back again, apparently.

well friday rolls around, and we have to move the company into a different bigger office. Lots of heavy stuff. I was using my arms this time around, I assume. A day's worth of moving later, John tells me that he needs one of the trailors full of wood unloaded because one is his, and he needs to use it this weekend. He tells me this at 4:10pm on friday. Hmmm sunset at 5:30 and we've got a ton of traffic to make it through. Well we get there and its about 4:45 or so, and theres a ton (or a few) of wood to de-load. Well I continue on helping him unload the trailer, and 5:30 comes, and lingers for a while. I contemplated going home, but John would have to unload the rest of the trailer himself, and I didnt want that. While I was unloading the wood, I told the story of the ox in the ditch to John, since we had been talking about religion and God for a while, and he was curious. He tells me he appreciates it. Then we're done and I get out of there.

well thats my story.

Harumph.

Well, I've been neglecting throwing some of the interesting experiences I've been having out on this blog. I stayed over at my Dad's house for 3 days last week, a very interesting experience, for those of you who dont know, my Dad isnt in the church. In fact, he's quite apposed to the idea of me attending LCG. He comes up with all sorts of church-hate monger's work that says this and this about Mr. Armstrong or that and that about Mr. Meredith. It never seems to sink in when I explain that just like the early church had enemies, we will more than likely be just as welcome in public. Especially when they see us more spiritually alive. He and I debated for just about every second that we werent working. Its actually nice, though, to have a grinding stone like him to keep me sharp.
-but thats not what I want to blog about right now
I found out that a local chain of bars around the Dallas area has this amazing "mug club." You pay a one-time fee of 25$, you get a mug and your name on it, a membership card, and free pints for life. FREE PINTS OF BEER FOR LIFE!!!
-but thats not what I want to blog about either
Church was cancelled last sabbath, as was spokesmans club. Marshall, Val and I went to the Todd's and hung out there all day, watched a sermon, talked alot, had fun. We went out later that night to a bookstore.
-but I really dont want to talk about it

----What I want to blog about is:

I TORE THE CROTCH ON MY FAVORITE JEANS!!!! CRAP!!!!!
....grumble grumble....something about an attempted 360 heel click....grumble

I really like these pants, and now they have a gigantic hole on the left inseem. Im still wearing them, just to bid them adeu, and to thank them.

what a downer.

KC

KC weekend was pretty fun.

Started the road trip on Friday, (our proposed leave time was 12:00 or so, but after the girls got through with it, it was more like 3:00) with Diana, Jessica, and Nathan. We attempted to make good time but suffered great time losses due to heavy rain and hydro-planing, making decent conversation, and arrived at the city around 11:00pm. Drop the passengers off at Mark and Sarah's house, and I continued on to the Keesee's residence. A small amount of sabbath chatter and people began to leave and/or get ready for bed. Talked with Marshall till about 4am... funny that we need to meet up somewhere other than the house for a good talk.

Sabbath services were good, had to set up about 400 chairs and a slew of tables, but it felt good to be needed. Mr. Winnail told a few familiar stories, and once again, some of the subject matter that Marshall and I discussed before hand was addressed in the sermon. There was a potluck after, and the line looked about 3 miles long. At that, Peder and I went home for costumes and such.

The Cloud-fit was a hit, I definitely botched the hair, but hey, hes got some crazy hair. I wasn't really expecting that much attention, be it looks of concern from elderly folks followed by questions about the enormous sword, or mobbing by the younger crowds followed by, well, following. I'm no dancer, but I did want to do some slow songs with a few girls, and dancing with a sword that big is pretty stinking dangerous. The times that I didn't have my squire Nathan hold it, I would shove it behind my back laterally and dance like that. I nearly killed about 80 people on accident because they didn't notice the large protruding wooden thing from my back (no one was hit, thanks to my deft movements and sheer luck.) I regrettably have no pictures of my own, but I am counting on others who were eager to snap a few shots so that I can see how retarded I looked, as well as take a look at all the other costumes there. I was surprised, but Link and Zelda showed up, and we quickly formed a "video gamers coalition." Marshall changed into an ambiguous green tunic, and pranced around. I did some heel clicks. All was good in the world.

We went to Lori's place after everything and had a little bit of socializing. I don't like big crowds of people.

Basketball was great fun, even if I am no good at it. We should have at least gotten 3rd out of about 14 teams, but 4th is ok i guess. we just didn't have enough time together to make a good team. maybe I should've played volleyball.

Sunday night, we found out that Mr. Todd was in the hospital for a migraine that wouldn't go away, and we then planned to get out of town then, instead of on Monday.

All in all, it was a good weekend, had a lot of good conversations with people, and I think I'm actually starting to have some ties with people in the church. Its a good feeling.

Oh, and Mr. Todd is OK now. go ahead and pray for him anyways, though.