Wow. So a lot has happened since that last time I blogged & I’m starting to feel a bit like Harriet the Spy. I honestly know too much about people who know little to nothing about me. I will try to keep this short & split it up into as many parts as possible so as to not drone on.
First & foremost my Halo 3 online play addiction has gone down. Not so much that I don’t like playing the game anymore, but enough to where I’m okay if I drop a rank or two as long as I like the person(s) I’m playing with. My brother in-law Michael’s addiction to gaining rank however is still up there. He throws little temper tantrums if we don’t do good enough or if we lose all together. Then he turns around & complains about a friend of his who is obsessed with rank. It’s gotten annoying to the point where I’ll just stick to playing with Joe 1 (hubby), Joe q (friend) or just random people the matchmaking sets me up with. Sure there are a few assholes, but at least I don’t know them in real life and more than likely never will.
On to the second part of my ever growing post “things you should never know about your husband’s brother“. Recently, Michael’s girlfriend (the one I posted about, but deleted the post because of it’s length & angry babbling) turned out to be as big of a whore as she had bragged to be the Saturday night they came over. I knew she was at least a two-faced person from the word go, but this little incident tops the cake. Turns out guess who got chlamydia (because she refuses to let anyone she sleeps with a wear a condom) & gave it to a dumb dillhole? If you guessed c.) the skank step right down & claim your prize! Indeed this woman who has the face of a horse & the mind of a retarded, downs syndrome ridden 5yr old didn’t care enough about Michael or herself to get tested or even spare the time for enough common sense to ask him to wear a condom. Of course I got mad at Michael for being such an r-tard, because he’s family & I care about him in a “I’m your sister in-law & who else am I going to sissy fight/pwn n00bs on Halo with” way. Then after he laughed off my concern I went straight for my guns & pulled out every chlamydia joke I could think of. “Clap on clap off” “Clappy the clown (an original of mine)” & just plain clapping over the xbox mic. I’ve decided by his reaction I really shouldn’t give a damn so that’s the stance I’ve currently taken in the situation. Fuck ‘em. If I hadn’t of been dragged into it by his girlfriend (yes, she told me FIRST) and then by Michael I wouldn’t be so pissed off, but neither of them can seem to keep their business to themselves.
Finally. You’re to (what should be) the last paragraph of this post. Congratulations. Last, but not least Joe has started a weird fetish I didn’t see coming. As most people should know I’m obsessed with Batman, The Joker, & Harley Quinn (I also like Catwoman, Scarecrow, Bane, & Poison Ivy, but they are just fillers to me). Since my obsession with Harley Quinn (mainly) started I’ve ached for a tattoo of her loveliness (as portrayed in Batman: TAS) on my body. I’ve since gotten it and have seemingly given her a personality of her own. I often find myself using her to give Joe a kiss on his arm or forehead & as of this morning Joe has returned the favor. Out of nowhere he got real interested in my arm during sex. It was strange, but strange trips my trigger. I think any other woman would be extremely freaked out, but I’m not by any standards “normal” in the bed room. Just greedy. I found this new little quirk of Joe’s interesting enough to put in here. I mean who does that? I just see it as one of the weird side effects to marrying a total nerd.
This weekend was a crazy blur of video games & fast food. I stayed up for 2 days straight (minus 4hrs of sleep) playing Halo 3 online with Joe’s brother Mike. Thanks to my newest addiction I couldn’t even drag my ass out of bed for Sam’s doctors appointment this afternoon.
My only problem is that guys keep giving me phone numbers or asking for mine. I could be uglier than sin. They don’t know just off a screen name damnit. And considering I sound like a little boy over an xbox mic it worries me a little. Are gamer guys that desperate for a girl who enjoys/is good at video games? Is the population of girl gamers really that low? It’s really sad when someone with 12324 gamer points & a 5 star rep. is trying to score with a girl he’s never seen on xbox live, but in retrospect I guess it also makes all the sense in the world.
P.S.; I got a new gamer tag if anyone’s interested. I play mainly Halo 3 (duh) & Guitar Hero 3. I’ll play with just about anyone so feel free to add me. BatGirlMcGee
I just spent the last 12+ hours of my life playing Halo 3 online. I am sleep deprived and strung out on Monster. Every time I close my eyes I see little red & blue space marines jumping around and shooting in my general direction. This is what I like to call “Halo Fatigue” or HF. It’s in between pass-out and shaking/seizure fit. Yup. This is the life.
People use the word “friend” just like they use the word “love“. Neither means anything. The word friend, in my mind has boiled down to a lesser noun such as “acquaintance“. And what has replaced the “friend“? Side-kick!
I came to realization last night that what I’ve been considering side-kicks have been quiet the opposite. I fear I have been used as the “back up friend“. You know, the friend no one likes to talk to, hang out with, or be around unless there main friend(s) are pissed off at them or becoming slightly annoying. I’m pretty sure I’ve always been “that girl“. I’m okay with it. I know I’m weird, awkward, and basically a creep on most topics. I just don’t gel well with humanity. I’m cool with that.
So I start my search for my side-kick once again (it’s been going on since about 7th or 8th grade when I realized people often have one perfect match for them in this world). My chances of finding someone even remotely interested in all the things I love and not wanting just to get into my pants are extremely slim (so slim in-fact that I often wonder if my side-kick got hit by a bus or was mauled by rabid polar bears before I got the chance to meet him/her), but I’m willing to try. I have no idea where the hell to even start, but wish me luck anyways!
UPDATE: I changed a few minor things on my site & stole the comment look from Angie’s site because I thought it was so awesome. (forgive me?!) More minor changes will be thrown in here and then so look around and tell me what you think.
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