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This one I may kick myself for writing… since I know that he knows I run a few blogs and I’m sure the address for this one has slipped up on occasion… and he knows I refer to him as Guitar Hero boy so… *waves* hey

(Edit: Not only does he know about this blog, he’s already (proof)read this post… and corrected my grammar, which reminds me, I need to change my password for my blog, my e-mail, and my bank account)

I found his profile on okC, he lived close and his profile (at the time) stated that he played guitar hero on expert and was really good at it. He’s since changed that, apparently thinking his claim of an expert GH player made him sound arrogant. (However, I’ve admitted to him that was the only reason I contacted him!) Challenged him to a game, and that was that.

We agreed to meet Thanksgiving Monday, in the afternoon since we both had dinner plans. I wore my thinkgeek shirt with some kind of unix code that I don’t really understand. Apparently he was super excited I was wearing the shirt… until I dashed his hopes of a total geek-girl by then asking him what it meant.

Meh, whatever, it was all about guitar hero. To make things fun (for me anyways) I insisted on playing games I didn’t already own/finish. (I own Guitar hero 1, 2, Rock the 80′s, 3 and Rockband 1 for PS2.) To make an even playing field I insisted we play pro-face off (forced same level & same notes played.) I also said loser pays the bar tab when we go out later but he recommended against it.

He wasn’t kidding when he had said he’s really good on expert. I think he was half-surprised I was able to at least keep up on the same level. Don’t get me wrong, I had my ass handed to me every song we played. And he started going easy on me by not using the star-power he very obviously had access to. (Yes, I noticed )

After a few hours we ended the GH extravaganza to go for some beer & wings & chat. He wouldn’t let me pay the bill even though I obviously lost the challenge, and ended up letting him drive my car to his friends for Thanksgiving dinner since I kept him too long. Which was hilarious in and of itself when he showed up.

He’s definitely fun to hang out with. I made him drive my car the first day we met, and he drove my car everywhere we went for a good long while. I’ve met his friends who also play guitar hero & rock band excessively (he wanted to show me off apparently) and we’re right now working through a Futurama marathon. Oh, and he has a twitter. *swoon*

Ooh, side-story. One night after having driven my car everywhere, we’re hanging out at his, both of us near asleep… and he goes “Are you tired? I can drive you back to your house if you want.”… I giggle & remind him it’s my car & I’d be fine driving myself. I should have just let him drive me home, to see if he ended up walking back to his place, or absentmindedly taking my car back with him. He admitted he very well could have driven back before realizing it wasn’t his car. Too cute

Extra note… I’m not so sure about him anymore, while he can Welp, LOL and OMG with the best of them, his FTW’s stand for “For the win” instead of “F*ck the world” which is the proper old-skool TLA.  You thought I wouldn’t write about that huh?

Oh, and SOMEONE insisted on being able to comment on this entry, so there you go.  Comments have been enabled.

Dude’s from Texas. Moved to Toronto less than a year ago & apparently wants to hang out & meet people & see the sights. I’ve never really done the tourist-traps of Toronto so I offered if he was interested. I made the boo-boo of never realizing I didn’t tell him what my name was… until the day we were supposed to meet when I finally texted him. I giggled at the idea of him not knowing my name when we met face to face… but he told me he’d have canceled if I didn’t let him in on the secret.

Somehow he picked Bowling as a “first date” scenario. I don’t bowl, and thought it was odd to pick it… but bowling it was. It was Saturday of the Thanksgiving weekend, he had to work the morning and I’d meet him in the afternoon. Finally during my first text message to him to check up on plans, I let him in on the big secret that was my name. Flurry of text messages later, he ended up not being able to leave work until well into the early evening, and desperately needed a drink. So we scrapped the bowling for dinner at the pub & get-to-know-you conversation.

Did the get-to-know-you at the pub, then in my car, yapping away & stuff. Was fun. Spent a few minutes wrestling in the middle of his street as well. Both of us felt like meeting up again for a lazy Sunday of movies so it was off to go home for me to meet up again the next day.

Sunday he told me to bring movies, I brought Futurama. He <3′s futurama. (Didn’t actually know this so that was a plus) so we watched Futurama, drank, talked, wrestled (it’s a guy thing… and I often act like one of the guys, it’s fun!) & both passed out & fell asleep during a movie.

It was fun. I was quite swoony over his computer geekery, his musical geekery, his interest in tattoos & piercings, his Texan accent (*MAJOR SWOON*) and the fact he could, and did drive my car. (I drive manual transmission) Sadly I haven’t seen him, and barely heard from him since. *shrug*

Yeah there’s not a whole lot to explain after you read the title.

When we first got together I told him how the only video game I really play is guitar hero.  The controller made sense to me (since I also took up guitar for a whole… maybe 8 weeks?) and there were just as many buttons as I had fingers. (The new controllers with multiple buttons on every surface confuse me!  He thought it was awesome and challenged me to playing him because he was a self-proclaimed awesome player.  Well… I kicked his ass.  And he suddenly lost interest in playing.  Probably because I kicked his ass.

But the problems started really when he bought an xbox360 with his tax return money one year.  Which I already thought was dumb, because I think he should have spent the nearly $400.00 on upgrading his dying computer that he complained about on a regular basis.  But no… Xbox360 console, full priced games and lots of accessories were purchased instead.

And it got to the point where I would show up to his house on a Friday night, and he’d say “Just after I finish this level” to me… like THREE TIMES (because he would keep playing the same level over in effort to get a higher score,) before he would even acknowledge my existence.  So I should sit there, for hours, watching him shoot the same electronic evil-doer’s while waiting for a welcoming hug & kiss.

Or throughout the weekend, he would play video games with his online friends through Xbox Live… while I did nothing other than sit and watch him.  He had Monday to Friday to play his video games with his online friends.  And he played these video games Monday to Friday.  He also played Friday to Sunday, which was time that I put aside to be with him.  But while I put aside my time for him, all I was doing was watching him play the same video games with the same friends he does the other 5 days of the week.

This is where I just started hanging out with his dad a lot, because at least watching Football (Soccer) was interesting, and if I asked a question, it would get answered.  And sort of… got a crush? Not a romantic crush or anything, just felt like we could totally be friends outside of the fact that I was dating his son.  Dad was the person I could most easily get along with, was the least crazy, least annoying, and who I basically just was on the most even footing with life-wise. (Including my ex-bf!)

True… there were a few times where I would play Viva Pinata on his console for 4 or 5 hours at a time… but really, I was doing that to show him how irritating it could be to have your significant other sit and ignore you for hours on end.  And he totally got irritated by it… but somehow I don’t think it ever clicked in that he was doing the same thing to me every single week.

And he wondered why he was getting heavy.  Sitting for 8-10 hours a day, pretty much 7 days a week, in front of a gaming console where the most movement he got was raising his arms in anger when his online character got killed off.

I’m one of those people that perpetually saves my money. Not really with any PARTICULAR goals… Dallas in 2010, my (current) car, and my (future) house aside… But overall it’s just sort of a “save for a rainy day” type of affair.  I can have a disturbing amount of self-control when it comes to impulse purchases, which I know has pissed off many of my friends. Heh.  I have a system that helps me save money, so I stick with it.

Anyways.  I found it super frustrating when the ex would talk about all these big (and expensive) plans he had, but never the money to pay for them.  And would somehow not see it was his own fault for pissing his money away.

The big plans that I remember him having:

• Overhauling his computer for music production & online gaming.
• Buying some sort of music/DJ type of devices (Tech 1200′s?)
• Saving up to go to school for music production (since he REFUSED to be in debt, and needed to pay for class 100% up front.)
• Flying to England to meet gaming friends, and to “make it big” in his music scene.

He’d get constantly mad at me because I’d remind/nag him of the plans he had and the money he should save when he’d buy something frivolous. And while yes, I admit, I nagged a lot, it’s because he was always buying useless items.

While I can kind of understand the reasoning of “I want to buy something for myself every pay cheque so it doesn’t feel like I’m working for nothing.”… when the money hits his bank account Thursday morning, he should have still had more than 5 dollars by Friday night.  But he didn’t. Because he didn’t see value in some numbers on his bank account, but only in the material things he purchased and collect dust, lose value, or are eaten and later… you know.

One memorable argument/fight I remember us having… he promised to take me out for dinner on Friday.  He got paid on Thursday.  I arrive on Friday, to him telling me how he spent all his money (two weeks worth of pay) on random junk (video games, junk food etc) and couldn’t take me out anymore unless I paid for it. Yeah, I was pissed because he promised to take me out and because he had such poor money management skills that he couldn’t even keep enough of his pay cheque for 24 hours in order to take his girlfriend out on a date.

Desktop tower kicked it over the long weekend.G33ky friend #3 (who tried hilariously for over an hour to turn the thing on Wednesday night) thinks it’s a $20 heat-sink fan… but this non-functional fan may have fried something else as well.

G33ky friend #1 (who built the one of the two computers this was frankensteined into) knows that a $10 CMOS Battery has needed replacing for the past… probably 18 months?

(G33ky friend #2 built up the current computer for me four years ago, but I didn’t bother asking his opinion on this matter.)

Me is worried it’s a hard-drive failure. My main concern is the photos I’ve taken recently, that I didn’t get time to back-up yet.

Decision is being made on what to do… about 80% on buying/building new desktop computer. This one lasted me over four years, and the parts from it were already around two to three years old already. If I buy a pre-fab machine I might even move into the realm of Vista (and immediately into Windows7)

So while it saddens me that my computer’s going to soon be retired to someone else’s pet project (There’s no end of g33ky friends who love taking old machines and turning them into Linux servers, or art-installations it seems!)

It makes me giggle ENDLESSLY every time I read about someone’s two year old Macintosh machine kicking the bucket, because I paid at most one third of what they paid for their computer, mine has lasted four times as long. And I run Windows!