There's also a lot of good RPGs coming out too, and I just feel equally as bad not to touch on them just yet. I have a lot of RPGs I haven't played yet and have bought, and with the release of XenoSaga 3 and Tales of the Abyss, I just feel a small bit of emptiness inside. i also feel glad that i love going out much more, because videogames are the devil to good health.
That's about it.10.1.2006
I awoke in a dizzying slump on a cold Sunday morning. Chris Dean was sleeping toward me, unconscious and very close, and I thought that was very creepy. Willie Digges was wrapped in his blanket like a cocoon, and Mike Gerard and some other guy (not Nick Laroche) was passed out in the other side of the 4-square room. As I stood up, I looked into my watch to see that it was 9:30 am, and the other room was lit up. Grumpy and out of voice, I walked in barefoot and in my shorts.
The computer room was lit up, and Skippy was half-awaken and half-baked from last night. We chatted some things, about Circle Comp and the night before, and I was busying hand massaging the bag i sold to Pengpeng. It felt sooooooooooooooooooo good and choice, but I guess I was still pretty burnt from last night's partying. Matt Cross was awake and he came in to type in his blog on modified. Pengpeng was in her jammies and came to chat with us chaps some. People were knocked out in the living room, especially Pat Tallon who encompassed the whole couch. All I knew was that I just wanted to shower and get comfy ASAP.
As I spent some alone time in the bathroom, the Caterers brought in the food. It was a whole assortment of delicious sweets, coffee and juice, and it really didn't fit the bill for my appetite. Still, i had a nice chocolate croissant, juice, and later coffee to keep me full just a bit and we began our early morning socialization. Tom was kind of pissed that the bowl of Vapir weed was finished somehow, and I took part of the blame in that action. Though i didn't finish the bowl, I was part of the crime, so if I could repay for it I will in some way or form. It didn't seem like a huge problem to him, but I would like to offer a helping hand.
Ryan Seath came to visit the apartment, and had to leave after saying goodbyes. Our beer pong rivalry will have to wait for another day.
Everyone seemed to have awaken/shown themselves one by one. Willie woke up in a small daze, but revving up for some footbag even with a sore body. He did some barefoot shred which was cool. Pat Tallon woke up, but slumped over at his couch space. There was a moment when Tom and Peng were sitting at the opposite sides of the couch, and they were trying to reach ot each other. I thought was pretty cute, since Pat was like some mountain separating those two. Then Pengpeng started "mewing" like a kitty and I just couldn't stop giggling to myself.
The FAT and RFA crew gathered each other at the apartment. Aric and Mike were joking a bunch on what happened the night before. It looked like Camille and Nick had some differences on who was the biggest jerk that night. Everybody else seemed to be hungover. Chris Dean was especially sleepy, since he was still sleeping when it came to the time of 10-11 am. So, me, Camille and Matt entered the foru square room and riled him up. I kicked him to wake up a bit and Chris retorted in the most grumpy awakening. That was the funniest moment that morning, and I guess we all relished in our wake-up call.
We then watched some Fourkast on the living room tv, but I think Greenwood kept using his buttcheeks to magically disrupt our viewing enjoyment. Damn you and your ass! (Not that I have the right to complain, since I ritually watch Fourkast whenever possible at home
). The computer room was airing Vaska's new video and I was completely blown away. I think he was going triple switchovers and triple/quad dexing moves in his strings. Did i see Blurry Flurry all of a sudden? Must be my eyes playing tricks on me. Damn is this guy good...!So, around the afternoon the weather outside kind of turned to rain. I felt kind of disappointed since i wanted to see Queens Campus and some footbag golf and shredding outdoors, but I guess we all tried to keep our chins up for the best.
Anyway, we all rolled over to the the same ol' shred spot and did some kicking. The floor was all sticky from the rain, and the glue had stuck on our clothing, gear, and shoes, etc. Still, we had some energy to persistence to have fun today. I was most impressed that there was a shuttlecock circle when we were there, and I had a lot of fun trying to consistently kick it with some flyers and other cool tricks, i guess. There was a time where me and Taishi tried to do some pixies with it, and that was super cool. I tried to go for Hyper, and failed miserably through many attempts.
There wwas supposed to be some Sick comps today, but I guess there was a huge consensus from all of the players that they were all too sore to compete. I wanted to compete too, but I shared the same feelings. Me and Ben Roscoe were discussing our sick links, and I wanted to try Legbeater > Barfly > opp side Eclipse for sick 3 and Soul Stealer for sick 1. Good thing I didn't go for it, and for the rest of the day it was just laid back freestyling for the rest of us.
Oh yeah, i hit my first clean whirl that day because of Dave Clavens' advice. I had hit whirl before, but I was always too quick to rush on my sets and dexes that i usually miss. He told me to take it easy and not to rush on the move - just be patient with it. So, after his sound explanation I hit it super clean from there. Thanks a bunch Dave. I felt really tired and dazed that day, but because I was in a circle with the Cleaver it kind of motivated me to play even further.
Oh, and Robert Wojici-something is the coolest kid ever. Being so young and short and hitting some phat combos so early in his history in footbag was just awesome. His fairies are very consistent, though only on one side I think, and his shred has become very consistent throughout the whole event. Dave was giving him a lot of props, so that is something special.
After joining other circles, I kind of retired from kicking that day and just hung around with people and chatted. Aiden was stitching a bag for Flash, Peng was sitting down to recuperate from some injuries over the weekend, and Taishi was playing around with his camera. I had a good time taking pictures with the guy, and there was one where we were comparing calf muscles. Taishi had a ton of beef to back up his, but I flexed as much as I could to compete. That was a funny time, only second to my picture session at the bar after Funtastiks.
Did I mention that i can't tell the difference between Derrick Ogden and Adam Greenwood sometimes? I mentioned that at the KICKASS tourney topic in modified. Skip and Tom told me that the way to distinguish the two apart was that Derrick plays in Climas and Adam Lavers, but I still couldn' tell. Derrick was playing in G-units that day, having left his Climas at the Juice bar last night, and that made me more confused. The funniest moment was when Skip yelled out "Greenwood!" and both Adam and Derrick looked up at the same time. Stop confusing me!!!
So yeah, me and Skip just snarfed down sammiches and watched some shred together.Although, toward 3:00 in the afternoon I started to panic a bit. I spoke to the whole RFA crew to see if I can find a place to crash for the night, so that i can catch up with my train at the Rochester train station. Nobody had room for me! Mike Anello wanted to spend some quality time with his fiance, Aric's roommate had some people sleeping at his place, and Paul had to go to his studio as soon as KICKASS was over and work there for two days straight for a project. Chris Dean lived in Geneseo which was about 2 hours away from Rochester I think, and Matt was at Fredonia which was even further. They were both busy as well, Matt with his morning class and Chris his job. There were two other Rochesterarians there as well, and they didn’t have any housing for me to stay in. I didn't know what else to do at the time.
So, it was time to leave. I think we all wanted to make a quiet goodbye so that we didn’t have to do any heartfelt goodbyes, but I did it anyway. After a small fiasco with picking up my stuff from Tom’s apartment, saying my farewells and getting a tad lost (I’m a HUGE ditz when I’m in a rush, and panicky), we hit the road. Well, we almost hit Tom too, since he kind of “criedâ€
I managed to foot Neo Smasher and Atom Smasher in my state (and having to limp a bit after both moves), so I guess that was fun. Toe stalls felt really uneasy and weird, since my ankle can't crank the way my other foot can (and my G-units were laced much looser on my other foot). I gave my ankle a lot of time to rest afterward, with some pressure-sensitive massages and easy ankle exercises to help with the blood flow.
