What a crazy weekend. Saturday was quite eventful, I helped my friend Steven move into his new apartment. Whew! What a blast that was. That makes three friends in at least the past four or five months that I have helped move. Two of the last were within weeks of each other. Now, I just know, when it comes time for my moving turn, I will be helpless as always, which sucks. Now of course this is not because of lack of friends who would be willing, but because if and when I move away again, I am going to make sure it is fucking far away from where I am and they are. But still, the previous three or four moves, I have had only one person help me move. That person was of course Goober. Though one of the times he helped me move my stuff was when we were moving it into our new apartment (so I am not sure that one rightly counts... ha ha ha).
*sigh*
Anyway, after I helped load Steve's couches and bed and etcetera and etcetera up and down three flights of stairs (oh pity me please), I had the lovely opportunity to finally get myself down to my brother Matt and girlfriend's apartment (it's her apartment and it is close to Clifton). Whew, fun and fun again. Well, I have to admit that it is always nice to have bonding time with him, but sometimes it is just not worth it. No offense to Matty and his perverse political ideologies, though he is very animate and passionate about them, his method of persuasion (Hey! I'm right, you're a fag, and I'll just talk louder or get angry when you disagree with me or my method) is annoying and somewhat embarrassing to even hear. I know this is a hypocritical thing to say, most of my friends would definately testify to this, but Matt loves to talk about politics and religion when he is drunk, sober, high, sober, whenever. Sound familiar, right? Yes, yes, though I think I have calmed down so much this past year and have been really trying to stay away from that. It may help that I have stopped drinking so much too.
It is just that his beliefs are so arrogantly perverse and contrasting to my own that I just cannot even stand to be related to him when he talks these things. I am sure he thinks the same way about his delusions of my beliefs. You see, we don't argue politics or theology like I do with other people (either friendly or bitterly). Most of the time I am just trying to change the subject and calm him down because he has already chosen that I oppose him in everything he believes. His bias is quite maddening and for the most part ignorant (though he would disagree due to countless hours of research flipping through grassroot magazines). I don't know, but I think I am going to stop there cause even thinking about it raises my blood pressure. Let's just end it on a lighter note and say that the time I didn't spend trying to avoid conversations, which would make my ears bleed if I listened to them too long, were spent peacefully and for the most part I was entertained. It is not that I don't enjoy my brother's company, because the both of us together can be fucking hilarious duo, but that is mostly in the company of others. When we are one on one, sometimes it is just too hard for us to relate without our own biases wanting to rip each others throats out. But that was Saturday.
Sunday, today, I woke up early and drove home to pretend I went to mass (by the way Jesus says hello). Then I went on about my usual Sunday business and headed over to my friend Isaac's house, where this day I helped him move some things too. I am going to stop there, only to say that I am bitterly jealous of this man right now, even if he gave me a nice present in return. Ew, doncha wanna know what I am talking about? Meh, it's no big deal, but let's just say that I did some more moving today and in conclusion, because I am tired of talkin', this weekend really sucked as far as resting up for the coming week ahead, where I am sure to be back to moving shit from point A to point B in banal attempts to keep me occupied while making a nice round chunk of change. Even with the money coming in, I still think I might take the day off tomorrow, we'll see...
Peace out peoples,
-sib-