Weekend is almost over, and I thought it just began...

This Friday I found out that I'm great at multi-tasking! I sat down on my computer, only to find that 3 people wanted to chat with me on facebook.

- The first one was my cousin who wanted me to play an online game with him. And I really wanted to, since I hadn't really talked to the guy for a long time. I know. Geeky. But is't social in an anti-social way. Honest!

- The second person on facebook wanted me to come visit him and his roomies and watch TV.

- The third person was 2 guys who wanted to just hang, drink a few beers and chat.

The solution:
Get the 2 guys to join me to the second guys apartment to watch television, chat and drink a few beers while I sat in the corner in their living-room and played games while skyping with my cousin. Problem solved!


Also, a quiet evening the next day with just a few drinks and playing board-games with a handful of people turned out to be a slightly huge party instead. The best part? When one guy was going to pierce another guy in the ear with a needle. When he was sterilizing the needle with a lighter, he burned his finger and dropped the needle in the toilet. But that didn't stop them! They just picked it up again and didn't bother to wash it before sterilizing half of it again.

Cut to scene:


While Drunkard 1 was trying to make a hole in Drunkard 2's ear, which was harder than you would think:


Drunkard 1:    Oh. Oh! OH! Yes!
Drunkard 2:    Owowowow! Did it go through?
Drunkard 1:    ...no.

When they finally got it through:

Drunkard 1:     It's through!
Drunkard 2:     Awesome
Drunkard 1:     Don't push it further in. Or you'll get toilet water in your ear.

Note:    I have it on film. All 11 minutes of it.


Later on, when people started leaving our apartment for another after-party upstairs, I had trouble going to bed. Mostly because 3 of the guys from the party took over my bed. So I took some pictures of the bromance, and went upstairs to the after-party and stayed there until 6 AM instead.


In other news:

I just agreed to help a buddy out with his 1979 Mustang Fastback while he was trying to get some air pockets out from the braking liquids. The reward? Join him when he tested the brakes afterwards. On the highway. at 80 miles per hour. :D

Cut to scene:


Buddy:      *brakes* That's all the brakes I have? Let's hope no moose runs onto the road. *vroooom*


Song of the day: The Temper Trap – Sweet Disposition