To Grandmother’s House We Go…

**Reposted from the first Lair, original date: 12/27/03

I’m beginning to feel a little bit like Frodo with his ring, trudging towards Mordor.  The weight of family and all the AFC anchors associated to it is starting to become too great.  I got an e-mail from my good friend up north, Brother Kermit, reminding me that family breaks state, and he couldn’t be more right.  I can almost feel my pick-up skills atrophing as I type.

To top it off, my parent’s are dragging me to my Grandparent’s house for the weekend, so I’m afraid I won’t be able to start updating the blog again until Monday.  It will be nice to see my Grandparents and extended family, but it is just under such opressive sircumstances, it is literally zapping all drive and ambition from me.  Nothing wears you down more than the constant stream of questions from family trying to understand what it is I’m doing with my life and why I have yet to accomplish the goals THEY set out for me when I was a kid.  I tried explaining to my father what I was doing today, and his responce was simply "I don’t see how you’re going to achieve that."  Yay for support.

Regardless, my dear, old Grandparents will be happy to see me, though I am bracing for the inevitable "All we want before we die is to see some great-grandchildren," statement, which will undoubtedly be directed towards me, since I’m the oldest of the grandkids.  I haven’t the heart to tell them that I don’t plan on getting married right now, let alone ever having children.  Just another jab at ol’ Thundy’s state.  Ugh.

On the lighter side, I got some good Christmas gifts this year.  Quite a few DVDs I’ve been jonesing for, and an expensive little toy called a CLIE, which is part palm pilot, part digital camera, part camcorder, part voice recorder, part MP3 player, part video game player, part portable computer, and part internet hub, so I’m having fun decoding how to work the damn thing.  I plan on using it in the field to record a few of my sarges.  I might post a few online if they’re good enough, but I’ll have to wait to see if it’s really worth the trouble.

I’ve talked to Ellyn on the phone twice since the last update.  The first one, she called me on Christmas Day to wish me a happy holliday, further trying to entice me to visit with the promise of sex.  She kept talking about my dick and the hotel we’d be getting and all that jazz.  Very subtly manipulative on her part, which goes to show you how even girls with brain damage can fuck with you, its so naturally ingrained in their psychology.

However, I was sure to tell her that maybe I’d visit her on Saturday, knowing full well that I’d be with Grandpa and Grandma at that time.  I made it sound like a good possibility, then pulled it away with "but I’m not sure what my plans are," which would only make her try harder to convince me.  She eventually ended up asking if I’d let her know either way if I was gonna come or not.

So today I called to tell her that I wasn’t gonna make it (Grandparent’s trip and all).  So she calls me back all heartbroken and asking if there was any other time I could make it before I go back to LA.  She tells me she has plans for New Years but is willing to break them if I’d come up.  This poor chick is just trying WAY too hard.  I don’t even know what I did to deserve this treatment from her, but I’m definitely getting an idea of what it’s like to be a hot chick.  Anyway, I tell her that if I was to visit her, Tuesday would be the day.  So if I go up there, that’s when it’ll be.  Otherwise I’ll just write the whole thing off.  I know that if I DO hook up with her, it could very well be more drama than its worth, because I just KNOW she’s gonna pull some crap where she’ll try to get me to let her come out to California with me (which will never happen).  But, we’ll see how she plays it.

I talked to Papa briefly over the holliday and he told me that the Seattle Real Social Dynamics workshop was a success.  Apparently, all the instructors got laid, which is always nice to hear (though its nicer to hear the STUDENTS got laid, but I digress…).  He invited me to help teach the final Mystery Method Workshop in LA, which should be a huge party, but the dummy’s scheduled it for this weekend, and I’m gonna be entertaining the grandparents, so I’m unable to attend.  Hopefully, the last MM workshop will go out with a blast.  I’m sorry I have to miss this one because I love to see Style work his shit in the field, it really is a learning experience for me when that happens, but alas, it wasn’t meant to be.  Hopefully, the New Year will be a lot of fun with the launch of "Project Hollywood" and getting a few new faces in the LA scene (ie:  Herbal, who seems to have great potential as a PUA).

I heard Tyler and 2-6 were gonna be in LA for a few weeks, so if I’m lucky I’ll get to see them again before they head back to America Jr. — er, Canada.  Regardless, I’m just looking forward to getting back to LA and my own life.  I’m going to change a lot of things about the way I’m living this year to try and help me get in the right frame of mind.  I’m gonna redecorate my appartment to give it a new feel.  I also plan on creating more of a routine to follow, so I can focus on some important personal goals of mine, which also extend to a new business I’m starting up and my seduction study.  Who knows?  Maybe if I get good enough at this I’ll teach a class at the Learning Annex, right next to Seymore Butt’s How To Make Your Own Porno Movie class.  =)

Anyway, I’ll catch you all when I get back from the family reunion.  In the meantime, if you guys wanna help me out by sending me field reports or articles to post, I’d love to get some just so its not all on me to find crap to write about!

Later,

Thundercat