To borrow some pages from Devlin's lexicon, it took them forever on Friday to get the goddamn build out. And the whole day, it was all, "Okay, don't get involved in any side projects, because the build is going to be out any second." And then the build came out and it was obviously bad and they didn't get it rebuilt until 7:30 PM. 7:30! I know that doesn't mean much to you guys who have to work until like 4:00 AM every day, but we... well, it's different. And that was too late to give us a build. So we actually just played Freeciv all day; I thought I'd kick everyone's ass, but this new QA guy apparently plays a lot of Freeciv and kicked my ass instead.
Then I went over to The Rase's place and she and I and the charming Asta peeped on some Bananas. Is it just me or does anyone else find those unevenly-cut slapstick moments in early Woody Allen movies (like in this one, the part where he's undressing to have sex with this revolutionary chick and he keeps waving his jacket around) kind of disturbing? It looks like you're watching a home video of someone about to commit a crime.
Okay, you guys remember that thing I wrote about that asshole guy yelling at the subway intercom? I'm pretty sure I saw the same fucking dude on the way home. He's this pudgy guy with a neat little beard / goatee and not too much hair on his head, but it's all curly and greasy, and he's got this ugly little crooked mushmouth of a mouth. So the F train was pretty crowded, and I'm standing next to this guy and he's hugging his girlfriend really close in this way that strongly suggests he's never had a girlfriend before, and what's more, he's fucking whispering all this shit to her. He's like -- and this guy is like a 70% vocal match for The Comic Book Guy -- he's like, "I am so sorry for those things I said at the party. I was tired and I wanted to go home and... it was rude... and selfish... I swear I will never behave that way ever again." Jesus Christ. And then at 2nd Ave., a couple of people got on that this guy and he's girlfriend seemed to know, and he starts talking to them real loud:
(Indicating his girlfriend) "This is the first Friday night she's had off in years, and we just had the most random evening. We met this Taiwanese tourist and took him around all the downtown attractions. He's staying in an apartment in Chelsea, but he's afraid of all the gays. You know, all the gays in Chelsea. So we're drinking and talking about, you know, smoking pot, and he says he's afraid to smoke pot because when he does he feels like a giant Taiwanese penis. Yeah, he literally said that! So, I'm like, 'Hey man, that's cool. It's all good.'"You monster. Jesus Christ. Guess where he lives. That's right -- Carroll Gardens. One more reason to drop a nuke on all of us. Right. Now.
The thing is, I kept thinking, "Oh god, who is this girl who is going out with this monster?" And she looked pretty hot from behind, a little like my friend Emily from Amherst. But then she turned around, and you know what? She was ugly.
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