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Sep. 14th, 2001 11:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dolariThe lights are finally safe to turn off, I think.
Sherman, set the way back machine to 1993. Any given Friday night.
A young Jenn Dolari leaves her house for a dinner. Most likely, she'll be going to King of Lemon Chicken, her favorite Chinese restaurant. She's greeted by the woman at the counter by name, they smile and talk a bit. She orders an excellent dinner served way too hot (she's used to that by now, you know). She eats, most likely picking up a comic book she bought from King Arthur's Comics.
With dinner done, she leaves for a movie. Most likely an action flick, or a sci-fi cheese movie, like Jurassic Park or The Fugitive. Two hours of immersion in a movie to get away from it all.
Afterwards, she'd take off to the video arcade. Play some Samurai Shodown or Mortal Kombat. Maybe even see Steph, and play out a few rounds of Street Fighter. She'd be home in the AM...and have enjoyed herself to the hilt.
So, why, only seven years later, am I spending my Friday alone, bored out of my skull? I swear, the most fantabulous thing I did all day was make some hibiscus tea. Wait, strike that. The most fantabulous thing I did all day was take TWO showers instead of one. I'm such a rebel. Everything else just didn't gel. I wrote a little, and deleted it. I wasn't doing my best, and I was actively BORED while writing. I setup a map for fun, and got bored in the middle of it. It was an aggressive boredom. Everything was boring. I woulda gotten out for a drive, but mom has my truck, some 80 miles away.
Today has simply been a very very weird day. I've not had a single thought in my head that I can remember. I'm struggling to write this entry as we speak. I've kinda wandered through today, I visited Friday and forgot to take pictures.
I DO remember playing Neo Geo games all night long, through the wonder of emulation. It was what got me very nostalgic for the older days, and I found myself on the verge of crying as Nakoruru chopped Haohmaru in half. You think I'm joking. I'm not. After I'd kill Haohmaru, I would usually turn over to Dave and apologize.
I desperately need to do something tomorrow. Anything. I have $3 to my name. I need to do something.
100% of the responses to yesterdays "Should Jenn Write A Column?" were a resounding yes. Considering that only one person responded, I'll take that as a mandate. :)
There was a thought beginning to be pulled up from the deep trenches I call I memory. I'm sorta worried that we haven't done anything on the retaliation front. I'm not a warhawk or anything, but if nothing has been done in four days, we've been planning something for four days. Much like Pearl HArbor, we didn't do anything for some time afterwards, and when we did, it was bloody and painful. And we haven't done antyhing yet. I'm very worried.
And yes, for those of you who don't know me from Usenet or Alt.Games.Mk or Alt.Games.Sf2, I'm a video game playing gal. And I'm pretty decent.
Sherman, set the way back machine to 1993. Any given Friday night.
A young Jenn Dolari leaves her house for a dinner. Most likely, she'll be going to King of Lemon Chicken, her favorite Chinese restaurant. She's greeted by the woman at the counter by name, they smile and talk a bit. She orders an excellent dinner served way too hot (she's used to that by now, you know). She eats, most likely picking up a comic book she bought from King Arthur's Comics.
With dinner done, she leaves for a movie. Most likely an action flick, or a sci-fi cheese movie, like Jurassic Park or The Fugitive. Two hours of immersion in a movie to get away from it all.
Afterwards, she'd take off to the video arcade. Play some Samurai Shodown or Mortal Kombat. Maybe even see Steph, and play out a few rounds of Street Fighter. She'd be home in the AM...and have enjoyed herself to the hilt.
So, why, only seven years later, am I spending my Friday alone, bored out of my skull? I swear, the most fantabulous thing I did all day was make some hibiscus tea. Wait, strike that. The most fantabulous thing I did all day was take TWO showers instead of one. I'm such a rebel. Everything else just didn't gel. I wrote a little, and deleted it. I wasn't doing my best, and I was actively BORED while writing. I setup a map for fun, and got bored in the middle of it. It was an aggressive boredom. Everything was boring. I woulda gotten out for a drive, but mom has my truck, some 80 miles away.
Today has simply been a very very weird day. I've not had a single thought in my head that I can remember. I'm struggling to write this entry as we speak. I've kinda wandered through today, I visited Friday and forgot to take pictures.
I DO remember playing Neo Geo games all night long, through the wonder of emulation. It was what got me very nostalgic for the older days, and I found myself on the verge of crying as Nakoruru chopped Haohmaru in half. You think I'm joking. I'm not. After I'd kill Haohmaru, I would usually turn over to Dave and apologize.
I desperately need to do something tomorrow. Anything. I have $3 to my name. I need to do something.
100% of the responses to yesterdays "Should Jenn Write A Column?" were a resounding yes. Considering that only one person responded, I'll take that as a mandate. :)
There was a thought beginning to be pulled up from the deep trenches I call I memory. I'm sorta worried that we haven't done anything on the retaliation front. I'm not a warhawk or anything, but if nothing has been done in four days, we've been planning something for four days. Much like Pearl HArbor, we didn't do anything for some time afterwards, and when we did, it was bloody and painful. And we haven't done antyhing yet. I'm very worried.
And yes, for those of you who don't know me from Usenet or Alt.Games.Mk or Alt.Games.Sf2, I'm a video game playing gal. And I'm pretty decent.
