Pwned By The Cold!

You know I'm sick, I just said "pwned".
In anycase, I got up this morning at 9:30, feeling horrible. I had a nice hot shower, which helped a bit, but I wanted nothing more than to crawl back into bed until tomorrow morning. But I promised Ryan I'd hang out with him today, and I already rescheduled twice. I didn't want to pull a "Matt" on him. So I did my hair, put on make-up. I actually didn't want to wear make-up, but I figured I looked like hell, and I don't want the general public to have to look at that.
So I went and met up with Ryan. It was good to see him again. We went to the Leather Pocket, a pool place and arcade, where we bumped into about nine nerds who I didn't know but Ryan seemed to be friends with. They invited him to play in an "In The Groove 2" tournament (a different kind of DDR) and he accepted. This was fine with me, as I have always enjoyed watching Ryan's mad skillz. But the rest of these kids...fuck...they need lives. Honestly. They were all that breed of nerd where they're skinny, not because they're built like that, but because they are malnourished because they only eat Doritos and drink Mountain Dew. They were so...I dunno...I don't want people to think I am against nerds, or I think I'm better than them or something. Hell, I AM a nerd. My point is, they didn't even acknowledge my existance until Ryan said something to me, waaa-a-aaay too wrapped up in their own world. These kids were HARDCORE into DDR. Like, if you talk during one of their games, they get all pissed, like you've distracted them from winning an Olympic sport. And it was all L33T skillz, with a laptop hooked up to the machine, and it was like they weren't even speaking English with their tournament jargen. And then me and Ryan went to play pool, and a few of the nerds came over to then criticise the way I hold my pool cue/how much I suck at pool. God, I hate those nerds.
It was nice to see Ryan, though. Yay Ryan!

Musical Quote of the Day

"Restless tonight
Cause I wasted the light
Between both these times
I drew a really thin line
It's nothing I planned
And not that I can
But you should be mine
Across that line

If I traded it all
If I gave it all away
For one thing
Just for one thing
If I sorted it out
If I knew what I found
Just for one thing
Wouldn't that be something?"

-Finger Eleven Title: Just For One Thing
I think those are the words. Think.