IT IS FUCKING OVER WITH COMPUTER GUY.
It was his big chance to make it up to me and he fucked it up. What a fucking asshole.
So I deleted his number and if he has any common sense, he better not call me ever again.
I have to give it to my high school friends. They all remembered my birthday and I either got phone calls, an email or a card reminding me that I am old. It was very sweet. I don’t think any of my college friends remembered so, everything pretty much balances out.
I did get two (pank?) phone calls from two guys (or it might’ve been the same guy). but the first message said
“Happy Birthday Sharon. I miss your tight ass”
and the second message, I actually answered the phone and I was awaken from a nap, so I was a bit grumpy.
Me: “Hey, Mikey-baby!” (I mistakenly thought it was my friend Mike)
Guy: “Sharon baby! how are you sharon baby!”
Me: “Wait a minute, this is not Mikey. Who is this?”
Guy: “Sharon baby! I miss you!”
Me: “Who is this?”
Me: “If you don’t tell me who you are, I’m going to hang up. I don’t have time for this”
Guy: Sharon baby! I miss you! Happy Birthday. CLICK.
Now who the hell was that? Especially since not a lot of people have my number.
I think I was a victim of being drunk-dialed.
INTERNATIONAL COMIC CON
San Diego has this Comic Con every year around the summertime. I went for the very first time.
If there was Heaven for Geeks and/or Dorks, Comic Con would be the place. People dressed up in costume (and it’s not Halloween or a movie premiere) and tons of sci-fi, comedy and comicy stuff.
I was particularly looking for this comic called The Maxx (which not a lot of people know about I guess) anything X-files, anything Futurama and anything South Park.
Of course I didn’t get anything because I used all my money for 10.00 pretzels (those bastards).
Anyway, so there’s all these people wearing costumes and such (which, I sort of (guiltily) wish that I had the balls to do) and a whole bunch of Star Wars people dressed up. You know, the Storm Troopers, Princess Leia, Princess Amidala…etc..
I don’t get the blue guy.
Who is this blue guy? In a horde of Star Wars guys, there’s this guy covered in blue paint. WHo the hell is that?
Anyway, I was determined to find my soul mate at Comic Con because I think, ultimately, I will end up with a geek.
I check out the Magic: The Gathering Tables…too young.
I check out the LOTR table: too quiet
I check out the Star Wars Table: too fanatical
I check out the Muppet table: Nobody there (hee hee)
I check out the Batman table: too old.
I give up.
Btw, I saw this short called Batman: Dead End. It was like a 10 minute short. It was pretty rad. It had crazy costumes and the guy actually sounds and looks like Batman. But here’s the best part.
The short was about Batman trying to capture the Joker. The Joker is captured by something else…none other than an Alien (from the movie Alien)..the Alien attacks Batman. Batman is about to kick its ass when the Alien’s head gets blown off..by none other than The Predator (from the movie The Predator). Crazyness ensues.
I was also victim to “the Masquerade” which is a showcase of people who are in costumes and they pose and compete in front of a huge ass audience with who has the best costume.
The Masquerade was hosted by none other than Robert Englund, Freddy Krueger himself.
Anyway, I had the pleasure of being with…the hecklers.
These hecklers show NO MERCY. My LORD. We were in line and they would call peoples names randomly. Like they would say “MIKE! COME HERE! COME HERE MIKE!” and of course no Mike was there. They just did it. At one time, they said “MIKE!” and this guy turned around and said “WHo’s calling my name?” It was pretty funny.
Then they made animal noises of course or make fun of people in costumes. I remember at one point, Andrew (one of the hecklers) was yelling at the Star Trek people screaming “There’s no piercings in the Federation?!! What the fuck are you doing?”
There was someone wearing my shirt (a Snoopy shirt) of course in true bitch fashion, I say ‘what a bitch’ under my breath (all in good fun of course) and the heckling group started yelling at the other girl saying “Hey! You’re wearing her shirt! You’re wearing her shirt! LOOK!!” and then they all surrounded me and pointed at me. Those bastards.
At one point, I didn’t know if I was happy or unhappy that I was with this group. Were we the cools guys or the misfits? It seemed like a little of both.
I have to say, it was fun sometimes. One guy was picking his nose in line and one of the hecklers said “Yo! Dude! Stop picking your nose! we’re in public here!” and then he did the incredible….he ate it.
And Jennifer yelled “OH MY GOD HE ATE IT!!!”
Aw yes, Comic Con. I got home at 3 in the morning.
I was quite overwhelmed.
P.S. Kevin Smith, Angelina Jolie and Hugh Jackman were at this convention. However, I was afraid to talk to them because I don’t know why.
P.P.S. Oh and for you Futurama peeps…Matt Groening, Billy West and John Di Maggio were there too. Sigh
P.P.P.S. I know all of you geeks are jealous of me (You know who I’m talking to. I’m talking to you)
he ate it!
IT IS FUCKING OVER WITH COMPUTER GUY.