So this conference isn't quite what I thought it would be. I thought I'd just be asked my opinions on things, what worked and what didn't over the past year. I actually think I'm on a committee of some sort. When the woman introduced me she said something about recruiting me for the board. What?! No, I already serve on one board! This is going to be a long day. On an upnote, the hotel is beautiful and the food absolutely delicious. I'm greatly looking forward to breakfast. I also realized last night that I have to be three places on Wednesday night, two of which I'm supposed to be speaking at. Shit. Edit--I checked out on my TV. That's a first. Had my name, showed my bill. That's a first.
So Imagine Dragons, which is actually a really good band, up and decided to create a song specifically for League of Legends. Now since not all of you are nerds, I'd thought I'd inform those who haven't heard it. It's a damn good song.
Ugh. The German food and copious amounts of beer from Oktoberfest last night isn't agreeing with my stomach.
I look forward to enjoying that song for 2 weeks until its beaten into my skull from all fronts like all of their other singles.
Is it weird that I miss a (sort of) video game championship? If you have played Buck Hunter in a bar, I'm better than you. This year and last year I couldn't make it to the championship. The year before, I went, we drank our faces off. Travis Pastrana's wife is smoking hot. And he is straight up an awesome guy. First night, ladies championship, we drank the bar out of whiskey and beer. They thought they had enough for the entire weekend. I passed out on the subway ride to my friend's, and ending up taking a cab to double back. We were definitely out of place in Chelsea. Such a great time though.
I am yet to know. Do you mean temporarily or permanently? I may drink myself retarded tonight. The effort certainly will be present.
Last night, Nom and I watched a guy get arrested for trying to steal fried chicken, assaulting the guy who worked at the fried food place for not letting him have free fried chicken, and having heroin. Nothing more fun than standing awkwardly in the corner while a swarm of 8 cops are cuffing a guy and yelling about heroin. Especially when you were stopping there on your way back from going on a journey to buy pot.
Pumpkin is all over the place in terms of quality (I'm partial to Pumpking and Pumpkinhead), but the one that confuses me is Octoberfest beers. The appeal of marzen's malty flavor is just lost on me.
Im usually good for maybe 2 pumpkins every Fall for the novelty and then I'm sick of it. A cinnamon-sugar rimmed glass of beer just doesnt sit or taste right.
Y'all I've had it with this weekend. 1. I had a really shitty day at work and had to write an incident report. Enough said. 2. I came home to find out that my fiance's dumbass friend let my cat out. Ensue the hour-long search in my hood near a major city street. My cat is declawed so having him out roaming the streets isn't ideal. 3. Said friend brought his shit over to spend the night because he's a 42 year old kid. Now I have to be the harpy fiancée that says that he needs to at least ask. He came over to hang before a concert and he has a fucking dob kit and blanket? Ummmm no. Fiancé says he never asked. I want to drink my face off but can't since I have to go back to work tomorrow morning. Fuck this shit. I'm too old to deal with drunk-ass guys trying to escape their wife/kids/responsibilities/ quiet lives of desperation in the burbs. This is the same guy who pissed the bed after the last concert. And my fucking team lost! Icing on the cake.
Leaving at around 6 A.M. tomorrow to go to the Giants vs Falcons game. Sitting around the 20 yard line, 7 rows from the field. I can't wait, I am going to drink my face off tailgating.