Archive for May 1st, 2006

Dude, I so got laid…

All right, kids, here is a recount of jessi’s night of debauchery…and I’m not fucking around…well, maybe I did a little o’ that…but the point is, I had a night of wickedness.

It was so liberating.

I went to a club in AmeriMura for a Black and White party, slammed a few Long Islands, some other beverage I don’t know the name of, and got down with my bad self out on the dance floor. It was like something out of “Bad Girls”.

I don’t really remember too much afterwards…

But when I woke up this morning, it was a very Veronica Mars moment.

I guess I really am like this.

It’s always the quiet ones.

More intrigue than anything else…

So I finally finished reading The Three Musketeers last week. Truth be told, perhaps it wasn’t as bad as I made it out…it just wasn’t quite what I expected. It was almost akin to eating a Skittle and expecting super surgary sweetness and biting in to find it was really an M&M — just not quite what you were expecting.

In retrospect, good book.

But if she wins, we get ice cream

That’s right, ladies and gentlemen, I played me some Munchkin. Believe me when I tell you I’ve missed playing such games.

Now if I can just get my hands on Settlers of Catan.

Jacob, Mike, and I hung out after work Satuday night — shock of shocks, and we weren’t trying to kill each other. Well, physically, that is. We were just trying to keep each other from winning. During the second round, Mike and I joined forces against Jacob, thus forming FAJA — Filipinos Against Jacob Association. We’re working on T-shirts.

At the risk of having my status of “gets to live” revoked, I’ve decided that if I still get to live when the zombies attack, so do Jacob and Mike. C’mon, guys, hear me out on this one. Jacob knows edged weapon fighting styles that I don’t and Mike knows boxing. Their also pretty decent shots…of course, this is based on my observations of their video game playing ability.

More the merrier, right?

Sliced to ribbons

I’m dead.

Sliced to ribbons.

Not quite in pieces…

Half-hearted.

Half-spirited.

I’m not all here today…

This frustrates me.

I notice I have become overconfident — arrogant — and that is the last thing I should be. It will certainly lead to mine own demise.

I don’t give it my all today.

I can’t.

I’m too tired.

My fatigue coupled with my arrogance leads to too many reckless mistakes. Not even my circle can defend me.

I am so screwed.

When Jacob and I square off, he holds two shinai.

Soofa bitch.

Now I’m really screwed.

How the hell am I going to make it out of this one alive?

The thing about Jacob is he knows how to use his circle and his space to his advantage. Perhaps this makes him more dangerous because it never matters if he has a weapon in his hand or not, he is always armed to the teeth.

There is no way I can get past his circle today.

But much like my counterpart, I will not back down.

And for this, I am sliced to ribbons.

Jacob whirls faster than I can react and suddenly, I am slashed along my stomach, my back, and my face. I am too stunned and my shinai drops from my hand.

Stunned and awed.

Truth be told, I cannot recall whether or not I complimented him on his skill directly thereafter or when we were watching the video.

Regardless, it was freaking AWESOME!! I am seriously excited by this. I have something to strive for.

Mike and I touch blades in off-hands. He has a tendency to rush me, which I am slowly becoming accustomed to. At one point, I whirl and catch him hard across the abdomen.

A “wound” he is quite proud of.

Still, I need to learn to turn faster. I need to learn to use the space around me as a weapon just as much.

Today I got sliced to ribbons…

It was damn cool.