Yesterday, finally got a day of rest (been sick or at work or both). Had to rush some things because of the time I woke up but when I did go to pick up my shirts from Myer in the City, there was a really cute girl working there (Tracey). She's cute, petite, asian and most fascinatingly, she has freckles. I couldn't take my eyes off them. The only made her more unbelievable. But I did not try. I'm too long out of the game to be making moves at this point in time. I'll do something about it soon enough, but seriously, I work and uni 4 days and 4 nights a week, and need project time the rest of the time off, so when the heck am i supposed to try? More later...
Last nite went to Frank's 24th b'day dinner and chaser activities. Dinner was ok. In Glebe, which is a downer cuz I gotta pay to eat so close to home. Then Karaoke and games in the city. Fun, but smoky, poorly ventilated and boozy. I partook in a drinking game but the poison was b-eer (
I hate b-eer!). Also the smoke smell just don't come off. I'm sick of people who smoke. Wtf? I mean, you haven't figured out that this sh!t is bad for you yet? Or is it because your
too cool to care about anything and yet you need to complete your image with a blunt?
I hate smokers!. There was a cute and v. interesting girl there, but she smokes. If she didn't smoke I probably would've gone for it, but the ciggies kill the mood real quick.
went to (free) squash today. Overall, more bad than good. I was
whipped by Alex and Franky (like 11-1 n sh!t).
Though I did pick up by the end of the day, putting in an absolutely tremendous and crazy courageous fight back from
10-nil to just get edged out
13-11. Even though I lost, it still felt like a victory for me. HOORAY! HOORAY FOR ME!!! KA-KA-KA-KA! (If you don't watch Dave Chappelle, don't bother with the joke)
Went to place an order for 3 months' supply of contacts (known in some circles as "Frequent Replacement Spherical") and I was expecting them to lay some bullsh!t "you gotta have a prescription less than 2 years old" but they didn't. Even better, they had my specific request in stock, so I walked in and out in minutes with my contacts, which will probably last me 1.5 years, or thereabouts.
Came home, got a haircut (a good one) and then 3rd striked wit bob. WHOOPED his monkey-a$$! Man I was just doin my thing (control pad, not stick) and Things just came together for me. I ended up with a roster of Chun-Li (Flash color), Urien, Ryu, Hugo and Alex (in that order). Theo used Ibuki, Alex, Necro, Dudley, Ken, Alex, Makoto, Yun and Yang (I think that's all--maybe more) and he repeated some selections but the match totals ended up:
17-4, with a magnificent 11 win streak by Urien (I randomized super arts here and there).
That's what I like, good match play (tho theo noticeably got worse the angrier he got--less parrying, more throwing and carelessness). The tension was crazy! One thing theo needs to master is trash talk. In between matches he isn't very jovial; he takes the loss too seriously methinks. Anyhoo, at least I was up by the point he quit, I mean I rly, rly, rly, rly, RLY hate it when he's up like
8-3 then he quits when I'm just getting a rhythm going.
That's 3rd strike for ya. Exciting, innit?
Labels: 3s, contacts, haircut, Myer, shirts, squash
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