Well. Now that I've seen that there've been several other people that have gotten mysterious 3 month subscriptions, I'm assuming that it was a marketing stunt to get ex-members back on the site. I somewhat enjoy the girls, but not to the point where I am willing to spend money to see them, I'm contemplating what I will do when the subscription runs out. My only reasoning being that I do enjoy the blog writing, and maybe... someday... somewhere... someone will enjoy reading it too.
Last night, being St. Patricks day, a bunch of friends came over to my place for green Jello shots. It was a fairly mellow evening with only 8 people there. I ended up doing about 4-5 shots myself, and when they were gone I proceeded to do another 3-4 shots of Coconut Rum. I figured, "I'm already home. I have no need to drive anywhere. Why not?!" It was about that point that my roommate thought it would be fun to go do fire poi at the Rec Center near my house. I've seen him spin fire a lot, and I do not spin. Consequently the idea of the walk to the secluded space to watch him do something I am mostly bored by, a waste of time. It was 12:30 anyway, and I had to get up
in the morning for work... So that is where my night ended.
[Update: apparently everyone got back from doing Fire Poi and another friend of mine came over too... made some food for everyone and they all left at around 3am]
I had a strange dream last night. Me and my friends were walking back from a rave late at night, and we were attacked by a gang. I saw the gang coming toward us as they 'rose out of the ground'. I somehow knew that they were only real if I believed them to be real. I proceded to empart this enlightenment to my friends and when the gang swung a bat at me, it merely passed through me. They kept swinging while trying to convince me that they were, in fact, real.
In reflection on this dream, I was thinking that it had a zen Buddhist symbology to it.
Last night, being St. Patricks day, a bunch of friends came over to my place for green Jello shots. It was a fairly mellow evening with only 8 people there. I ended up doing about 4-5 shots myself, and when they were gone I proceeded to do another 3-4 shots of Coconut Rum. I figured, "I'm already home. I have no need to drive anywhere. Why not?!" It was about that point that my roommate thought it would be fun to go do fire poi at the Rec Center near my house. I've seen him spin fire a lot, and I do not spin. Consequently the idea of the walk to the secluded space to watch him do something I am mostly bored by, a waste of time. It was 12:30 anyway, and I had to get up
in the morning for work... So that is where my night ended.
[Update: apparently everyone got back from doing Fire Poi and another friend of mine came over too... made some food for everyone and they all left at around 3am]
I had a strange dream last night. Me and my friends were walking back from a rave late at night, and we were attacked by a gang. I saw the gang coming toward us as they 'rose out of the ground'. I somehow knew that they were only real if I believed them to be real. I proceded to empart this enlightenment to my friends and when the gang swung a bat at me, it merely passed through me. They kept swinging while trying to convince me that they were, in fact, real.
In reflection on this dream, I was thinking that it had a zen Buddhist symbology to it.