A Nerd's Night Out

Yesterday, I was on a mad scramble looking for relievers because I seriously did not want to go on duty. Laziness, irresponsibility... call it whatever you want but after working my ass off last December and with a very busy January ahead, I think I deserve a break.

And nothing spells *snerk* vacation more than... tan-da-da-daaaaan... BOGGLE!

It all started with Brinee, as most crazy 4R and Friends shenanigans do. Apparently, Carlos is like the God of Boggle and Brinee, in her infinite loyalty to 4R, would not take this lying down. Hence, she has taunted Carlos with predictions of defeat at the hands of her friends, namely Marisse the Lawyer and Farina the Doctor, as though we had Boggle electives in graduate school.

Then after the whole Shawshank Incident that came with the appearance of the English Lit. Major, the Boggle issue was up again and Brinee succeeded in synchronizing schedules.

Which leads us to January 2 at Bo's. Of course, three o'clock is rarely three o'clock so I was there first. Again. I have not played Boggle in over a decade but I was pretty confident we'd be able to knock Carlos off his high horse, considering that Rolando was going to be on our team.

But we were WRONG.

The whole thing turned into a boys vs. girls affair and we were finagled out of our 96 pesos.

Okay, maybe they did win fair and square but... but... Marisse is blind as a bat, I haven't played Boggle in like, forever and Brinee wasn't even trying!

And there was something about the alignment of the planets and stars that night that made it impossible for us to win. Blame it on the cosmos, I say.

Aaanyway, got over it. Who knows, we might win next time. If we played Drunk Boggle and scrambled Rolando's brains with opiates.

And tied both his hands to a tree.

And gave him an eye patch.

On both eyes.

...

Enough about Boggle.

After spending the Boggle earnings on dinner at Mom's Corner, we proceeded to play Rock Band! Woot! After an hour, the attendant asked us if we were going to continue playing and everyone was like, "Sure! One more hour! Can't hold back a rockstar!" (Okay, we never said that.)

But then a few minutes into the second hour of gameplay, Rolando goes, "Okay, guys. Thanks for the fun. Me and the boys are heading out now." And he was practically out the door.

Brinee and I were like, "Wha-- Who-- What?! What the.."

Reckless abandoment.

And it wasn't helping that Marisse had gone home to get something and was just waiting for us to tell her where to catch up if we were going anywhere else after Rock Band. But seeing as we had nowhere to go, she was just going to pass and go to sleep.

At a loss on where to go, Brinee and I went with Carlos to Limketkai which seemed to be bursting with party people. We, on the other hand, camped out at Bo's Coffee and logged on to Facebook. Where we find Marisse commenting on pictures and what the hell --- she said she was asleep!

But the attorney took pity on the Lost Girls and invited us into her home where we could get her car and drive around looking for fun. When we got there, we could not find anyone to go on a joyride with us. (In all fairness, it was one o'clock in the morning.) So, we shared gossip and sob stories like the girls that we are over a round of drinks.

Actually, it was only water.

We did go round Ketkai in Marisse's car with Brinee in the driver's seat. But on the way back when Brinee had already left, Marisse drove me home for the very first time.

And I did not die.

Hehehe... Kidding, Mars! I know you can drive. Your cojones glands just haven't been secreting enough confidence hormones.