Action-Packed Saturday

Language: So... I had my first actual session with the Marine I am supposed to be tutoring. What a mess. I spent the hour and a half or so just going over his horrible study habits. Right now he's been getting 3-4 hours of sleep a night but when I asked him what he does with his time he has five hours unaccounted for. Even using his most generous numbers. He has the BYKI program but he has none of the lists and has been making his own. The problem is that he doesn't like a list and deletes it. Ugh. So tomorrow I am bringing him all of my lists to study from. He's banned from making new lists.

Apartment: Kitchen stuff acquired! Korean furniture... way too expensive. Ouch.

Personal: WOOHOO! Today consisted almost entirely (after the tutoring and spot-checking my Marines) of hanging out with the Hooah and the Musician (her new friend whom I just met... he played clarinet for the Pope once and knows a handful of other instruments). We drove down to my grandmother's city with the intent of getting my cooking stuff for the apartment but to kill time we wandered around the Korean part of town for a bit. The yo (Korean mattress) that I wanted was $280 instead of the $40 I was told it would be. Ouch.

We also stopped by a comic shop. They didn't have the comics that I wanted but the Hooah snagged a couple. Then we went to a gaming shop and the Hooah and I both picked up miniatures for our new game. It's hard finding good miniatures. Honest. While we were there we heard about a gaming convention for troops in Iraq. That's pretty awesome. Earlier today we heard of a local convention in June that we plan on raiding.

We finally caught up with my grandmother and she treated us to sushi... Mmmm. Sushi. So good. Then we picked up the kitchen stuff and ran over to the nickel arcade for about 30 minutes of game time before we had to hit the road to arrive at the local Rocky Horror Picture Show on time. This one was local but not quite as good as the one in the next city over. However, it was my second time going ever and I caught a whole lot more of the movie this time. The Musician was a virgin to the show but the Hooah didn't really trust the crowd or the cast (they were less professional than the other show) so we didn't make him go up there... Nothing wound up happening anyways. After the show concluded we killed 40 minutes trying to find a 7-11 because the other two were worried I'd kill them all without coffee. Then we drove back to my mess of an apartment, I gave them half of my bedding, and we racked out.

This whole trip was my idea... Which is a first. I'm not normally the one suggesting or organizing any sort of social interaction. A few people seemed surprised that I would be the one to suggest going to RHPS. It's a fun way to unwind and I figure that if the worst thing I do for my amusement is scream obscenities at a really bad movie, I'm golden.

It was a lot of fun... We'll have to do something similar later.