August 6, 2006

  • Friday afternoon, I hung out with Dori, her kids, and her sister in
    law. Her 5 year old daughter was VERY excited to see me, she kept
    wanting to play with me and loved being around me. Later I was
    mentioning this to Keith and Heather and their 6 year old daughter
    Nicole, who loves me too, got a little jealous, it was funny as hell.
    She said to me "but I thought I was your boyfriend. Does this other
    girl dream about you, because I dream about you." It was cute, in a
    disturbing kind of way.

    Friday night was the Shotgun weekend at Keith and Heather's, and to a
    lesser extent, Rene's (for those of you that don't know, they live
    right next to each other). I decided to drink rum and Pepsi for the
    night. I bought the smaller of the 2 bottles that Meijer had and was
    told by everybody that I would not finish it even over the course of 2
    nights. This couldn't be further from the truth. In fact, I came very
    close to finishing it the first night alone. The whole night was a bit
    of a blur, except that we found out that Scooty shot and scored one in
    Kris, she is due in April. Or is it March? I'm not sure. Anywho, about
    3:45 in the am, I somehow managed to make my way downstairs and onto
    Keith and Heather's couch.

    For some reason, whenever I drink, I wake up early and this was no
    exception. In fact, both yesterday and today, I woke up at 7:55 in the
    am. Don't ask me why, I have no idea. All I know is that yesterday was
    tough. I didn't have a headache, but was VERY queasy and a bit dizzy.
    For a good portion of the day, I thought I was going to hurl, but
    fortunately, I didn't, which is good what with my fear of vomit.

    Yesterday morning, Keith and Heather got a phone call that I answered
    in a female voice. The guy asked for Heather and I asked who was
    calling. Here is the conversation:

    Narq: "My name is Annoying Dumbass, from the Drug Enforcement Agency."
    Female Mike: "Just a second, let me see if she is available"
    I put the phone down and asked Heather if she was available.
    Heather: "Oh, he wants money"
    Keith: (in a loud and booming voice, but kidding around) "I TOLD YOU NOT TO ANSWER THAT!!!"
    Female Mike: "No, she is not available right now"
    Narq: "Wow, who was that? How rude, why is he talking to you like that?"
    Female Mike: "Oh, that's just my neighbor."
    Narq: "Wow, he must be very loud for you to hear him all the way over here."
    Female Mike: "No, he is here at my house right now"
    Keith: yelling "GET OFF THAT PHONE! I TOLD YOU NOT TO ANSWER THAT!!!"
    Narq: "He is really rude, maam, are you ok?"
    Female Mike: (in a nervous voice) "Uhhhhh, I have to go now."
    And with that I hung up the phone. Yeah, I know, you are impressed with the maturity level of my friends and I, aren't you?

    Later on that afternoon, I went outside into the backyard to see a pile
    of wood by the fence on fire. For some stupid reason that I still don't
    know, I asked Heather if this was a planned fire that Keith had done,
    which, of course, it was not. Quickly, Randy ran over there and started
    to spread the wood while Heather came over there to pour water on it.
    For some stupid reason, I just stood there watching. Its nice to see
    that in the case of a fire, I don't panic, but instead just try to
    admire the flames as they burn. Again, this is very adult of me.

    Later on, everybody showed up, and I mean everybody. For the most part,
    it was wonderful. We had a great time, sitting around the fire playing
    "I Never" and the Question Game. We also played beanbags, and Mark and
    I rolled over everybody. The funniest moment of the night involved Dave
    somehow, in only a way that Dave can, breaking the swing on the
    swing set and falling hard on his back, once again demonstrating the
    extremely high maturity level of my friends.

    In the morning, I was talking to Rene. I won't get into details of the
    conversation, but it has me thinking and worried about certain things.
    In short, I just wish everybody in our group of friends could just get
    along with out all this extra drama and conflict. I think we all just
    need to have a huge sit down in which we all discuss our differences
    and hash out our problems. Of course, I know that this is something
    that probably won't ever happen. But, all I want is for us to all get
    along and have fun. I want desperately to bring my friends together and
    us all to have fun and be carefree. Damn, that really made me sound
    like a hippie.