I blame this entirely on
pinky0007 and boredom during lunch at work.
I answered in the comments on her journal. If you feel like it, do the same in mine!
IF YOU'RE ON MY FRIENDS LIST,I want to know 20 things about you. I don't care if we've never talked, never liked each other, or if we already know everything about each other. I really don't. You are obviously on my list, so let me know with whom I am friends!
1.Your Middle Name:
2. Age:
3. Single or Taken:
4. Favorite Movie:
5. Favorite Song:
6. Favorite Band/Artist:
7. Dirty or Clean:
8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:
HERE COMES THE FUN ... ... ...
1. Do we know each other outside of LJ?
2. Whats your philosophy on life?
3. Would you have my back in a fight?
4. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?
5. What is your favorite memory of us?
6. Would you give me a kidney?
7. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
8. Would you take care of me when I'm sick?
9. Can we get together and make a cake?
10. Have you heard any rumors of me lately?
11. Do you/have you talk(ed) crap about me?
12. Do you think I'm a good person?
13. Would you drive across country with me?
14. Do you think I'm attractive?
15. If you could change anything about me, would you?
16. What do you wear to sleep?
17. Would you come over for no reason just to hang out?
18. Would you go on a date with me if i asked you?
19. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?
20. Will you repost this so i can fill it out for you?
Posted by Arieanna at
12:04 PM
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I had an excellent weekend. From the very start, to the very finish, every inch of it was fantastic.
As I am beginning to have what looks to be a really crapity week, I thought that I'd tell all about the goodness, so that I could put off the badness for a little while. Well, for the period of my lunch hour at the very least.
Friday started off with a not-too-bad day at work, and then a Goldeyes Baseball Playoff Game. Of course, they lost that game, and the next two, losing the series they had been in the lead of up until that point. But it was a pretty good game nonetheless. And I got to see Max Poulin play one more time before he retires.
One interesting thing happened during the game. It actually happened in the stands.
First off, you have to understand that going to a baseball game has become a family outing kind of thing. My brother and my dad by tickets every year, and when someone isn't using one of the four tickets, I get to go. So I went in the place of my stepmom. That made our group consist of myself, my brother and his wife, and our dad.
My mom was at the game. With a date. With a first date. And, on top of it, they ended up about four rows behind us. Right behind us. A little awkward, and very funny. But he must not have been put off by both his date's kids, and her ex. He took her to dinner on Saturday.
After getting home from the game, I felt a headache coming on, so when invited out, I begged off to go to bed early. Doing so allowed me to check my mail, and have a long MSN chat with Jay. It was a good chat, and I hadn't talked to him in a couple of months. So, even the headache had a positive turn.
The conversation also allowed me to invite him out the next day.
Saturday was a jam-packed day for me, and allowed me to see nearly all of my very favorite people in one shot.
The day started with kickboxing class, which it always does. I love class. Can't even express how much. Then, after class, which ended at one, I had to rush to sponge bath as best I could at the gym-with-no-showers, pick up Jay, and head off to the Classic Embers gig, all the way out to nearly the racetrack.
Was so very glad that I went though, even if because of some technological SNAFUS, Jay and I only got to stay for one set. We got to see Barry, who I haven't seen in monts. And, more importantly, I got to see Sean, and solidify the fact that all is of the cool with us now. Very important to me, so much so that I can not say. It took such a weight from off my shoulders.
I kept getting told that it was a miscommunication, and it was. I'm glad it got cleared up. In his case, from his interpretation of the text, he had a right to be hurt. Of course, that's in his case.
The gig was good, in spite of the shortcomings of equipment and space. Sean, as always, kicked ass with what he does.
Then it was time to drive home, drop Jay off, and get home to drop the car off in time for Leah to pick me up. I got to see Leah, and I got to go to a movie, both things that I haven't got to do a lot of lately.
Leah, having worked late the night before, dropped me off and headed home. Then it was time to call up Rob and head off to Goth/Industrial night at the Die Maschine to meet up with Justin.
We closed the bar, and the boys walked Terakyan (and I apologize for what, no doubt, is the butchering of the spelling of her name there.) and I home. We stood around chatting for quite some time, the result being that we didn't get to sleep till around 5:30. The effect of that? Making the breakfast I'd promised Justin nearly made me late for the niece and nephew's birthday party. But well worth the price, I'd say. :-)
Sunday was capped off by the party, followed by my dad and I bonding over bitching about the radio broadcast of the Goldeyes' losing playoff game.
It's too bad I just ended up so tired from all the awesomeness that I couldn't go out for a cruise with Justin. But it's all good. I merely dragged him to kickboxing yesterday instead. It was more fun, I think, to watch Olivia start to whip him into shape.
All in all, a very great time was had. Thanks for allowing me to relive it during this crapalicious work week!
Posted by Arieanna at
12:10 PM
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