Gameworks: The Place to Be an Oversized Child

I discovered Gameworks at a very late age. Actually, it was about three weeks ago. Most people I have talked to about Gameworks say, "Oh wow, I haven't been there since I was like twelve!". I am twenty three. I found it to be most satisfying in every way. There is food, drinks, and games... so many games. So, upon this amazing discovery, I decided to make it a point to gather up my newfound Seattle friends and a few of my old friends (and by old I mean that I have loved them for longer) and make them join me for a night of gaming awesomeness.

Last night was only the second gathering of what I hope will become at least a twice a month ordeal. It's just the perfect place to hang out and socialize. And reign terror on whoever challenges me at Air hockey. I'm just sayin'.

Here's a little peek into what our night looked like:

I take my air hockey very seriously. In fact, I am bound to have bruises the morning following a thorough air hockey tournament like the one we had last night. It's from all the thrusting into the machine to hit the pucks that land in the middle. I never notice how hard I am actually doing it until later when I am extremely sore. The adrenaline rush from my competitive nature makes it impossible to pay attention to anything but the the little man in my head screaming "WIN WIN WIN!!!". And I do my best not to disappoint.

My Life is Reality T.V.

The following entry has been rated PG-13, due to some sexual content and violence.

I need to set something straight. Ha, that line is funny to me because I just happen to know what I am going to be writing today. You'll understand later, I promise. So, as I was saying, I need to set something straight. The friend that I mentioned in my last entry, Alden, is actually not my 'gay' best friend per say. Gay is my way of saying extremely platonic. With that being said, my friend Alden is one of the straightest guys I know, even though he dresses way too nice and likes to dance way too much for most of society to believe that he is.

And now, for the story.

It was a Friday evening, and I was feeling the urge. I needed to bust a move. Thank goodness for Alden, who is always down to bust a move. Little did I know that this particular evening, he would prove just how awesome of a move-buster he actually is.

We put on the glam, partook in a little pre-game, and set out on a long cold walk to a club called "R Place".

When we arrived, the club was low key. Of course it was only 8:30 p.m., and so we had time to get comfortable, and enjoy some conversing over some drinks. Alden, whiskey 'n' coke in hand, led the way to the third floor of the club and I followed, my rum 'n' coke in hand. On the top floor, we found the dance floor to be covered in chairs pointing towards a stage. We settled at a table behind all those chairs and waited for something exciting to happen.

Almost two hours, a few drinks, and many deep conversations later, a very elaborate dragqueen stepped on stage and started the show. Surprise!

I have to say, those ladies know how to put on a show! After the first song was over, the hostess dragqueen called out to the crowd to send up a straight girl. They found a skinny, timid looking girl and brought her up. Then, of course, the hostess asked for a hardcore lesbian and found a vibrant, confident lesbian to come up and then dance with the straight girl in front of the audience. Next, of course, the hostess asked for a straight male. Since I am such a nice person, I made it really easy for her to find her victim. I began screaming "He's straight!! He is soooo straight!!" and violently pointing at Alden. A couple people on the other side of Alden caught on and began helping me, pointing aggressively and screaming about how straight he is. The hostess recognized our ape-like gestures and called Alden to the stage. Then, she asked for, and I quote, "the gayest boy here". And if the boy she pulled up was not the 'gayest', he was pretty darn close.

Wondering what happened next? Then, you should watch this video:

In case you can't understand because I am freaking out audibly, the hostess definitely says something like "now that's some shit", and "this is NOT your first time at the rodeo". I was dying a little bit during all of this.

I actually had a guy approach me and say how disappointed he was that I spread the news that Alden was straight because he had been "eye-balling" him all evening. Sorry, bud!

So, R Place gets a thumbs up for making our weekend adventure successful, and Alden gets a thumbs up for showing up the gay boys with his ultimate moves!

Where do I begin?

There is a very insane gap in between my last post and this one. Why is that? Well my laptop took a giant crap and never quite recovered from it.

So, at long last, I have a computer in my lap once more, even if it is a dell (ick).

I have no idea where to start, I have so many things to relate to the world. There is way too much information for me to share details, which kills me as I am a girl who loves excessive details, so I am going to create a list of must-knows about my life.

1. I moved out of the Webhouse and parted ways with my two beloved roommates Paul and Josh

2. I turned 23 (ewwww)

3. My baby sister went away to the Airforce one week after my birthday

4. I spontaneously moved to Seattle to escape the grips of Bellingham

5. I quit my job

6. I got a new job working at the Grand Central Bakery in the Pioneer Square which is the very heart of Seattle

7. My xbox got the red ring of death in the middle of Resident Evil 5

There you have it. At least that's all that came to mind instantly.

I have been 'hardening' myself up here in the city since August. It's been really interesting so far. I ride a bus to work most days that take me in a giant tunnel underneath the city and I have to ride a couple sets of escalators to get to the surface and walk through bum-infested streets to arrive at my place of employment. It is extremely different from every living situation I have ever been in. I do love the city, but I have always resided in the country. I actually considered Bellingham a city at one point in my life. A lot of it is a little scary to me, but no worries, I've developed a habit of carrying a knife with me. Not that it will save me if I get attacked, cause I gotta say, my slashing skills are mainly awesome only if I'm holding a controller. But it does give me some level of comfort, even if very tiny.

I miss everyone back in Bellingham a lot and I am glad I live only a two hour drive away so visiting is not extremely inconvenient.

This is a strange new scene for me and I have just recently decided that I am going to start documenting the exciting things I decide to do. Well... not all exciting things. Just the things that are internet-appropriate, if you know what I mean. ;)

I have a partner in crime that should be mentioned. He is my gay best friend, Alden. He is going to be accompanist on most ridiculous adventures I embark on.

Don't worry, I won't let my blog get gapped out again. I'll keep it nice and tight and updated. Get ready, Interwebbers, because my life is hella interesting!