Hung over, boring, unlucky and clumsy

Well, I made it through the crazy bachelor party weekend, but barely. The problem wasn't the party itself, but the day after. I had to wake up fairly early and drive back to Minneapolis, which wasn't fun at all. I think that my hangover lasted until around...Tuesday.

The rest of the week has been fairly boring. Life is fairly boring right now. Oh well. Like some jabberboarders have mentioned, there is no boredom, only boring people. I guess that makes me a boring person this week.

This weekend my friends Ryan and Meghan are getting married. They've honored me by asking me to be the best man (thus the whole bachelor party planning and whatnot) and I'm very excited to celebrate with them.

So far, this week has been a bit of a series of unfortunate events. Last night, during my break from class, I went to get a coffee from the gawd-awful-coffee-machine at school. I put in my dollar, made my selection, and watched in horror as all of my coffee went not into a cup but instead directly down a drain. Apparently the machine was out of cups. Last night I filled out a document for a class, only to find that when I tried to save it it cleared the form completely, causing me to have to do it all over again. This afternoon, hankerin' for a snack, I went to my work vending machine and purchased some cookies. I jammed my finger, rather painfully, whilst trying to retrieve the delectable snack, which I then took downstairs and proceeded to spill all over the floor and myself when I tried to open them. It's these little things. They're adding up. In fact, I just found out that I have a 7:00 a.m. meeting tomorrow. Barf.

Maybe it's anxiety about the wedding. I'm not stressed about the wedding, but there might be a tinge of nervousness about giving a speech or something. Maybe it's my upcoming birthday. I turn 32 on Sunday. Maybe it's just the initial symptoms of lycanthropy or something. Either way, I tend to go through these extreme periods of klutziness and bad luck every once in a while. Such is life.

Meatless, but full of doodles

On a whim, I decided to go a week without meat. Actually, it’s kind of an experiment to see if the lack of meat (processed meat, especially) makes me feel any better. So far, no change, and I really look forward to the Great Jabbergathering on Saturday night, so that I can get my meat on. That sounds dirty.

In furtherance of this goal, Kerry and I grilled a cheese pizza on the charcoal grill last night. It turned out…OK. One side was rather burned. The charcoal flavor added a definite bit of awesome to the pizza, but that taste didn’t leave, and toward the end of the night it got a bit sickening.

I’m super stoked for the above-referenced Jabbergathering. Essentially, everyone involved with the Jabberboard is going to gather at Ryan’s place for meat, beer, and camaraderie. I get to see a bunch of dudes I haven’t seen in a long time, and life will be good. The prospect of acoustic jams is always awesome as well.

Today, I had an uber-lame training at work. It’s incredibly difficult to focus on such things when they have absolutely nothing to do with my job. However, all of these trainings have a common theme: Powerpoint presentations. Ugh. I hate powerpoint. Seriously. What I hate more than watching someone read off their own stupid slides for an hour is that they invariably PRINT OUT the slides themselves, and give them to everybody as a handout.

I’m positive that anyone in a corporate setting has seen similar handouts. They include barely-readable miniatures of the slides on the screen, and have a space for taking notes next to the picture. Yeah, right. I’m going to go ahead and take notes on this worthless presentation. I’ll get right on that.

This time, I actually did use the space for notes, in a sense. I doodled thorough the entire training. I came up with some fairly creative stuff, actually. (In my opinion). I’m not an artist in any sense of the word, but I was cracking myself up. I have to take the pages home to get decent photos of my doodles, as my ability to text message myself pictures from my cell phone has blown up, apparently.

Stormy!!!

There’s a pretty astounding thunderstorm taking place right at this very moment. It was as dark as night for a while there, and then this torrential rain came blasting out of the heavens. My dorkiness is proven yet again here, because two separate thoughts came to my head during this occurrence, and neither one was of my own safety or the threat of inclement weather. The first thought was, “SWEET! Free car wash!” The second, “Hmm, I wonder if this is the storm system that is really hiding an alien invasion.”

My previously expressed goal of losing poundage is off to a good start. I’ve been more conscious about what I eat, and have been getting exercise every night (mowing the lawn counts!). I’m going to have a problem tonight, though, due to certain amounts of Mountain Dew, Cheetos, beer and the like that are guaranteed to be consumed when my compatriots join me in my basement for…you guessed it…Dungeons and Dragons. HEY! Stop making fun of me. I’m fully aware of how jealous you are.

So the Jabberboard has had this ongoing series of topics started by yours truly, dedicated to cover songs. The gist is that someone comes up with a theme, and people cover songs according to that theme. The theme for the latest round was “reggae”. I think it’s absolutely hilarious to cover (read: bastardize) the songs that close personal friends have written. Therefore, I took it upon myself to cover a tune by Ryan’s one-man death metal band, Kathetor. The result was…

Freaking awesome.

I had so much fun recording it, I can’t even begin to explain. Prepare yourself for Manifest Retribution. If you’re into cool sounding metal with rad riffage, I encourage you to check out the original as well.

Errata

I stand corrected, with apologies to T-Rav, but it turns out that Corey is in fact the world champion RickRoller. He went so far as to send a midi file of "Never Gonna Give You Up" to my freaking cellphone. He had countless links on the j-board that were brilliantly disguised. I fell for almost every one.

So anyway, the goings on from April 1 were hilarious, but it's time to be done with them. Other than that, this week has been pretty uneventful overall. There's no class on Saturday this week, and that freaking rules. I'm excited to have a weekend that's an actual weekend. Kerry and I plan to continue our Star Wars marathon (which would probably progress a lot faster if we could watch more than 1 hour at a time, but such is the way of our schedules.

So my lovely daughter went to the doctor today, and it turns out she has a little bit of eczema. Poor thing. (Of course, Kerry and I don't help when we constantly say, "ECZEMA! EEEEEEEW!") So, she's itchy. She'll be right as rain in no time, though.

I'm less than thrilled about class tonight, but then I'm less than thrilled about class any night these days. I'm down to the last month of this year, which is pretty awesome. It's crunch time now, but it will all be over soon. Then I can dedicate myself to more important things, like golfing. Hee hee.

It was like 57 degrees outside today when I left work. That was a huge lift to the ol' soul, especially after the ridiculous snow blast that we had earlier this week. It's only going to get better, too. 60 degrees on the way for Saturday, and close to that tomorrow. That will be just about perfect...especially with the whole no class thing.

I hereby declare: WINTER IS DEAD! Rejoice!

An April Fool

OK so apparently on KQRS this morning there was a story about a massive part of a glacier that crumbled into the sea as a result of global warming. One of my coworkers came in this morning all up in arms because she had heard on the radio that because of this event, atmospheric conditions would be messed up and essentially there would be no summer this year.

I informed her that today is April 1st. She replied that, “they didn’t say it was an April Fool’s joke.” Sigh. She kept on believing the story, and is probably still not convinced that summer will ever arrive. Sad.

Yesterday the Jabberboard was introduced to the concept of “RickRolling”, or purposely misdirecting someone to a video of Rick Astley’s awful song. It’s so funny to me that it’s driven me near to tears a number of times. T-Rav has become an undisputed master.