So I might be actually doing something with myself non-coffeehouse related tonight. I was at the Willow House last night when one of the baristas handed me a flyer for a show (featuring bands with names like "Andrew Jackson Jihad") and told me that I was absolutely going. I balked a bit, at which point Cute!Barista turned around and explained that my lame excuses did not work and that I would be attending this show.
I should explain Cute!Barista. Cute!Barista is a really awesome Willow House employee who I flirt with incessantly and who flirts back, also incessantly. She's very cool, likes horror movies, and is originally from Iowa. She's about the only flirtation I allow, since it falls under the "Barista Will Not Date You" clause of the social coffeehouse contract, so I'm not in any fear of breaking my no-dating vow, which is running through to at least December 1st.
I did, however, make an ass of myself at that point and asked her if she was going, with the right amount of inflection that indicated that this was the deal-breaker. She deadpanned that she would, in fact, be there in a monkey costume doing a belly-dance. I can't tell if she was joking but I sure hope not. That is the hottest thing ever.
I'm still sort of back and forth about whether I'm actually going or not. I have this whole problem with large crowds. At 6'7", I always have the feeling that I'm sticking out, that everything I'm doing is being magnified. Being around that many people tends to make me extremely self-conscious. On the other hand, I've been looking to see a gig, so to speak, for ages.
We shall see.
I should explain Cute!Barista. Cute!Barista is a really awesome Willow House employee who I flirt with incessantly and who flirts back, also incessantly. She's very cool, likes horror movies, and is originally from Iowa. She's about the only flirtation I allow, since it falls under the "Barista Will Not Date You" clause of the social coffeehouse contract, so I'm not in any fear of breaking my no-dating vow, which is running through to at least December 1st.
I did, however, make an ass of myself at that point and asked her if she was going, with the right amount of inflection that indicated that this was the deal-breaker. She deadpanned that she would, in fact, be there in a monkey costume doing a belly-dance. I can't tell if she was joking but I sure hope not. That is the hottest thing ever.
I'm still sort of back and forth about whether I'm actually going or not. I have this whole problem with large crowds. At 6'7", I always have the feeling that I'm sticking out, that everything I'm doing is being magnified. Being around that many people tends to make me extremely self-conscious. On the other hand, I've been looking to see a gig, so to speak, for ages.
We shall see.
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Date: 2005-03-08 08:35 pm (UTC)When is Comic-Con, exactly? July's actually a pretty good travel month for me.
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Date: 2005-03-08 09:08 pm (UTC)http://www.comic-con.org - I'm going.
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Date: 2005-03-09 12:28 am (UTC)I'm leaving to go to Colorado to snowboard tomorrow morning. Don't know when I'll be able to get internet before Sunday. Hopefully I won't break anything while I'm there; I'm a bit injury-prone when I'm on skis or a snowboard. Probably has something to do with being a bit reckless.
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Date: 2005-03-09 02:27 am (UTC)Oh, and I've received a message stating that your Super-Spy Ex will send rabbits after you if you don't come to Comic-Con .
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Date: 2005-03-09 02:57 am (UTC)I think it sounds totally fun. Are you planning on getting a hotel, or do you have friends you're going to stay with? If you're getting a hotel, I'd like to stay in the same place if possible just to make things easier. It would suck to get lost, and considering I get lost *everywhere*, it would be pretty inevitable otherwise.
Last time I was in Colorado was two winters ago. I went snowboarding and bruised two ribs on my digital camera the first day (it was in a pocket and I fell forward), but kept snowboarding and ended up with The Great Ass Bruise of 2002, which was the size of my fist and black for two weeks. I have pictures.
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