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So, uh, I finished Bully. I conquered all of the cliques and then I caught Gary and saved the school and finished the main storyline and the credits rolled at the end after I kissed the girl. I only completed 82.47% of the game, techinically speaking, so now I'm in Chapter 6: Endless Summer so I can run around and collect all those rubberbands and win the go kart races and finish taking all the yearbook pictures. But will I? Maybe a little, but really, I think its just as well to put the controller down. DYA said, "what are you going to do now?" And I said, 'have my life back.' Last night in bed I kept thinking about the music and sounds and was already feeling nostalgic for little Jimmy and his life, so who knows, maybe I will go back and visit and get him the gold lame Elvis suit.
That was a lot of my weekend. Though I also went to a going-away bowling party on Friday night for a co-worker which was pleasant but slightly removed -- it reminded me of social outings in college. But I still managed to stay out until 1 am. Saturday evening was date night that included non-video games and last night we watched For Your Consideration which was kinda bad. I think maybe I don't really like Ricky Gervais. Wait, no, that's not true. I think Ricky Gervais is great when he's doing his thing, his one thing, but it's not very versatile and I didn't think it added anything to Christopher Guest & Co. folks. That movie just had too many people and too many insider jokes.
I've slept so much more in the past few days. Its strange, I'm usually a 7 hours a night person, but lately I've been doing 8, 9, 10 hours. Maybe because I'm not napping during the day. This morning I woke up after a really good intense dream with my anima, which was a little odd because she was married but divorced and they had two kids and I met the whole family, including the ex-husband, but I was there to see her and we hadn't been seeing each other long, only 6 months, but she was like look, I'm ready to do this. I am with you. I want you. I'm ready to have your baby. So get it together, cause I'm right here and you're wasting time that we could be doing something bigger and better. Except, this wasn't all said like a threat, or a fight -- she's always supremely grounded and loving and real, if firm and sometimes dabbling in tough-love speak -- it was more like a 'get it together' speech. So I woke up all like, okay, let's inseminate and do this thing! Which, is kind of hilarious. But the feelings, the subconscious meanings, I get that part, I know what it's all about. That's why I said -- it was a good dream. Plus, any dream with her presence is a pleasure, it's very soothing. And kinda hot. I mean, what's not hot about a person you're super attracted to ordering you to come inside them?
That was a lot of my weekend. Though I also went to a going-away bowling party on Friday night for a co-worker which was pleasant but slightly removed -- it reminded me of social outings in college. But I still managed to stay out until 1 am. Saturday evening was date night that included non-video games and last night we watched For Your Consideration which was kinda bad. I think maybe I don't really like Ricky Gervais. Wait, no, that's not true. I think Ricky Gervais is great when he's doing his thing, his one thing, but it's not very versatile and I didn't think it added anything to Christopher Guest & Co. folks. That movie just had too many people and too many insider jokes.
I've slept so much more in the past few days. Its strange, I'm usually a 7 hours a night person, but lately I've been doing 8, 9, 10 hours. Maybe because I'm not napping during the day. This morning I woke up after a really good intense dream with my anima, which was a little odd because she was married but divorced and they had two kids and I met the whole family, including the ex-husband, but I was there to see her and we hadn't been seeing each other long, only 6 months, but she was like look, I'm ready to do this. I am with you. I want you. I'm ready to have your baby. So get it together, cause I'm right here and you're wasting time that we could be doing something bigger and better. Except, this wasn't all said like a threat, or a fight -- she's always supremely grounded and loving and real, if firm and sometimes dabbling in tough-love speak -- it was more like a 'get it together' speech. So I woke up all like, okay, let's inseminate and do this thing! Which, is kind of hilarious. But the feelings, the subconscious meanings, I get that part, I know what it's all about. That's why I said -- it was a good dream. Plus, any dream with her presence is a pleasure, it's very soothing. And kinda hot. I mean, what's not hot about a person you're super attracted to ordering you to come inside them?
