From below zero to above freezing and back again.

Damn clock. Damn the clock to hell. I opened my eyes to check the time on the clock in my bedroom...and it said 11:30. Thinking it was late in the morning, I dragged myself out of bed, brushed teeth, the morning routine. When I see my mom, she tells me that I'm up early...then I see the living room clock. 9:45. Fuck. So the day opened with Xenosaga, and then Rob and I got online to get MK2 codes and stuff. Nostalgia...SNES...love it. After that, we decided to go down to the frozen cranberry bogs once more...just Jim, Rob, and I. We saw Mikey and Sarah down there, and we had some fun. The girls left, and we ended up clobbering each other with snow. Fun times, indeed. After 2 hours or so, we came back home, and Rob and I retired to MK2, where Jamie proceeded to get high. Rob, with canine instinct, smelled weed and ran to the source. Both came back, high...and Jamie was kicking my ass. I felt so embarrassed, losing to a stoned person. Wow. Does pot make you perform better? I know damn well it isn't a performance-enhancing drug...so...what? I don't get it.

Jim said that he was now better at SSBM than I was, so I had to take the challenge. Sure enough, his SSBM skills had improved greatly in the last few weeks. Before, he never won against me...yet, we held a best-of-7 tournament. No items, nothing. A straight fight. He won by the narrowest of margins, 4-3...a nail-biter to the end. So, yes...he is slowly becoming my equal. I am proud. After that, he was finally allowed down to the basement, where he got a sound ass-whooping against us in MK2. Serves him right. Ahh...so now, Jamie, Rob, Jim, and I are up here, watching American Pie 2, a strange but funny movie. Talking to Rach before she goes to bed...nighty night, all.

But first, a quizzie.

Which Final Fantasy (IV-X) Character are you?
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The calm before the storm.

Woke around 10...everyone except Rob and Jamie were awake by then, a bit of a shocker. Usually I'm the last one up. The day was a very blah day overall, with plans to go to the frozen bogs cancelled due to rain. Yucky. Most of the day was spent in the basement playing video games with Rob and Jamie. Jim was finally given permission to go into the basement with us, and that's where he spent most of the day. This decision by my stepdad to allow him into the basement pissed off both Heathers, who argued that they should be allowed downstairs, for they felt they were more mature than Jim, despite the two being 2 years younger--Jim's 15, both Heathers 13. The whole day, they remained angry at Jim. Without a care, Jim was with us...inquisitive, funny, and found where Rob kept the pot. Now it has to be hidden once more from roving Jim. When Jim was upstairs at times, Rob and Jamie used them to smoke up, and clearing the area just before Jim returned to the basement. Jamie kept asking me to honk, laughing hysterically with each one. Jim vows that one day he'll catch the two getting high. Oi. I refuse to touch the stuff.

So we played SNES, primarily MK2 and Super Mario World, then Twisted Metal 4 and Crash Bandicoot 3 on PS, and then I went with Bob to get dinner...steak and cheese at D'Angelos. Mmm! This is the last time I'll have it until May. After dinner, back down with the posse for more gaming, Rob and Jamie inbibed in more pot, and Jim came down for Uno with a stoned Jamie. I brought down the PS2 and played Xenosaga. Jim finally was sent to bed by his dad, and I played on, rescuing the 13 people. Now we're upstairs...and it seems the general consensus between Rob, Jamie, and I that the Heathers' wrath will be dished out upon Jim. I think their mindset  is that since Jim has been given access to hang in the basement with us, they'll raise hell with Jim, for it's (mock whiny child voice) "unfair." If they wake any of us up because of an argument, heads will roll. I'm not spending my last day tomorrow dealing with argumentitive twerps. I look forward to the return to campus Tuesday evening. However, I'll feel bad for Rob and Jamie--not only will they have one less person to help deal with the children, but they'll have to hide the pot from Jim.

What Is Your Romance Type?
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Nighty night, all.