The Greatest Way To (Almost) End The Semester

At the request of those involved, names have been changed. Everything else is true and fabulous.

So, on May 19th, I was doing a buttload of editing work at the TV studio in my film building. I was there since about 11 in the morning, either ripping DVDs to edit or editing. My friend Max showed up to hang out for a bit at around 4, and we ended up beginning to watch Shark Attack 3: Megalodon (one of the funniest bad movies ever created) while the ripping continued. My other friend, Chuck, was also busy editing together a reel for a movie audition he had that day. He occasionally asked me to help out, and I obliged because I am an editing master.

My other friend Marj showed up a little after 6:30 to hang out. I was almost done making a final DVD rip before calling it a day, and we all started talking about this awesome hang out spot Max and I found just a few streets down in downtown San Jose. It was this spot right next to this nice hotel and the San Jose Museum of Art, a little pool with three fountains in it. It was sick, and was apparently where, earlier that day, Max had taken a lady friend to and proceeded to woo her. We all wanted to hang out after I was done, and when that time came, we picked up our bags and headed out.

We decided before we actually stepped off the campus that we were just going to get food, and by "we," I mean "Marj and Chuck". Max and I tagged along, as did our film friend Ray. We went to this philly cheesesteak place, they got some food, and we started conversing. Max and I reminisced about the Mortal Kombat movie and how the second one sucked ass and balls. A note for all filmmakers: if you make a sequel and don't want it to suck automatically out of the gates, keep the same actors!!! Some other film friends spotted us as they crossed the street outside and stopped by to say hello. One was the director of the movie that Chuck auditioned for (he had already done it at this point), and the director complimented him on it! After food, Ray parted ways with us. We thought about checking out the fountain spot, but we decided there was really only one thing to do: Rock Band.

Previously, only Max, Marj, and I have played together. We've talked about making a four-piece, and we have an unofficial "member", but we have only really played as a trio. Chuck stepped up to the plate and was our bass player of the night. We picked nothing but 90s songs and had a damn blast. Except for "Wanted Dead or Alive" and "Epic", but we always choose those songs because they're effing sick. Well, I always choose "Epic". Anyway, we played 13 songs total, probably 45 to 50 minutes of playing time. Afterwards, and before we headed back out again, Max and I unveiled the first 10 minutes of "The Room" on Chuck and Marj. If you haven't heard of it, I suggest putting that internet machine to good use and finding out. You will die from inability to breathe because you'll be laughing so hard.

While outside, Marj got a call from his girlfriend and wanted to rent some movies. We headed over to Blockbuster on the other side of campus. It was about 10:20 when we got there, and it was closed. We decided to head back towards my dorm and figure out what else to do. Marj said his girlfriend was gonna be with her friends back at my dorm building, so off we went back across campus.

When we crossed the street from the Blockbuster to campus, we started discussing this recent, f-ed up news article Max had read that morning. Basically, this idiot in Bakersfield was on PCP and, for some strange reason I cannot grasp for the life of me, ate his son's eye out and damaged the other one severely. I could not effing deal with this story properly. The information I received from it was too much for my brain to handle, and I couldn't take it. Then, he mentioned another story about this rapper named Big Lurch who, when on PCP, killed this girl and ate her lungs. My brain is officially down for the count. Then, out of nowhere, this guy walking his bike totally heard our story and confirmed it, first by confirming that the rapper's name was indeed Big Lurch. He started talking about how he tried PCP, and he thought that "it was so boring" (actual quote). He talked about how he had killed brain cells and the ones that were left must've been "well hardy" (more actual quote). We stopped walking and let him go on.

So, to help cope, we made bad puns about it. Max had read about it on this forum and was reading us the replies, most of which were bad puns, such as:
- "Feast your eyes upon the effects of drug use."
- "Eye feel sorry for that kid."
- "An eye for an eye is what this man deserves."
I know, pretty f-ed up. But, despite that, all of us laughed at it. And, we tried to think of crazier ones on the way back to my dorm building. Max gets the award for best ones, although I can't for the life of me remember any of them.

We arrive back in my building and decide to play some ping pong. I check out the stuff and walk over, only to find that the tables are completely taken up by other people (one happening to be this really awesome girl I know and like). Then, suddenly, Marj is no longer with us in the ping pong room, but outside it talking to his GF. We go outside to talk to them, and we discover she is trying to convince him to dye part of his hair purple. He doesn't want to do it. She immediately turns to me:

GF: Peter Awesome, do you want to dye your hair purple?
Me: What? Naw, I like my hair.
GF: Not all of it, just part of it.
Me: Well, it sounds interesting...
GF: You're going to do it now.
Me: Yes.

So we head back up to hear friend's room and I get some purple dye squeezed on me from some cheap-looking bottle. Everyone else has plastic around their hair color, but I have to hold a paper towel to my head. Awesome. While I wait, GF decides to break out this game called Catch Phrase. For those who don't know, it is basically a word-guessing game. You get a word or phrase or character and you have to get your teammates to say it, but you have to describe it without using the word itself. It can get pretty tough. And, we had a blast playing it. The girls started leaving part way through, and soon it was just Marj and I vs. Max and Chuck. I think it was a draw. I eventually got to throw away the paper towel, and the girls and I took a picture of are newly-destroyed hair! Picture soon.

After all these antics, Marj, Chuck, Max and I were all beat. We decided that we would call it a night and I walked all the guys downstairs. Hugs and goodnights, it was indeed the end of the night.

I was very happy that night. Goddamn, I was happy.