Connie’s birthday was nice. As I predicted, she wanted her presents at midnight so I obliged, and filmed her reactions to the Blu-rays I had gotten her. She liked the roses, chocolates and card too. Again, a departure from what I’ve ever gotten her in the past. She was super excited to get Tron: Legacy on Blu-ray which was awesome, and I think I succeeded in surprising her with the Fast and Furious box set that we had talked about as a possible gift. It’s really fun giving presents to people these days, almost more than getting them. I kinda wish I was a kid again, getting really excited for Christmas and my birthday. More on that later. The video of her presents was quite fun, and I put it up as the first “exclusive” video to my new YouTube channel, LukeRyanLives. It’ll be a companion site to this blog, with personal vlogs going up there quite a lot along with old vlogs, and older home videos.
Why? Well simply put, I’m kind of obsessed with self preservation. It’s kind of creepy, actually. I feel like life could end at any moment and I should do all I can to make sure I leave enough of me behind when that inevitable moment arrives. Silly, right? Yeah, I know it is, I thought it, and those kind of thoughts are always immediately followed by thoughts of how stupid I am. I get it, but it doesn’t change anything, I really want to leave a mark in this world, even if its total garbage. I had an idea the other day to record myself reading all my favourite books, in case I ever have kids and die before they grow up. How crazy is that? It’s not a completely random thought, as I’m currently listening to the Harry Potter audio books read by Stephen Fry. I’m loving them and it sparked that idea in my head. It seems most of the time I have some morbid thought flying around my brain case, unfortunately.
So that’s kind of the idea for having a vlog channel, partly inspired by Chris Cope’s vlogs, who was partly inspired himself by the Shaytards.(an American vlogging family) It all comes full circle at some point. I like the idea that if I die or I’m lucky enough to have grandchildren they can find stuff like this very blog and learn all about me. Then again, thinking about that makes me worry that the internet will be gone by then or something else will go wrong. And the paranoia, that senseless, time-wasting paranoia begins again. I should probably keep my attention in the present, as it always seems mired in the future or the past.
Anyway, we carried on redecorating on the day of Connie’s 25th birthday. Well I say “we”, again, Connie painted and I helped a little, if that. I put on some records which was fun, B.B King and Metallica with a little bit of Wishbone Ash. The drilling was still going on, annoyingly enough. We got a bunch of things in the mail, Connie’s sweets and my WWE Blu-rays plus a Rey Mysterio DVD that capped off her presents. Great timing, SilverVision! Another wall was painted and done, so we went to Harvester for some food. I got an 8oz Aberdeen Angus burger with bacon and Connie ordered her usual steak. It was a really nice meal, but really filling, I felt like a lead balloon when we left. Connie moaned that one of the waiters was allowed to show off his full sleeve tattoo, whereas she had to hide hers in work. I’ve been thinking of getting a tattoo. I’ll talk about it another time.
The room was looking a lot brighter, and as Connie went to bed, I tried to set up the bookcase that arrived earlier in the day. It was huge and my Mum helped me with it. The right word for that bloody bookcase would be “nightmare” I think. The screws were insanely hard to screw in, to the point where we took turns screwing them in over about an hour and a half, still unable to fully screw in two of them. My back was in worse pain than I’ve ever felt, bent over screwing for that long.(Man did that sound wrong.) Damn me and my silly youth, wrestling and throwing myself onto all kinds of surfaces over the years. We finished it in around 2 hours and it was stable enough. I dragged it into our room and spent a lovely half hour rearranging all my DVDs and Blu-rays. The bookcase, a nice black, become my new Blu-ray station. I love it.
The next day I worked all night and Connie finished the whole room. It looked awesome all white, though still a bit weird, and hard to get used to the room being that bright. That night in work was pretty boring and I amused myself by winding up Sam, the guy working with me. He was counting the papers and I ripped off a bullshit Karl Pilkington story from the Ricky Gervais XFM radio show. “Did you hear about that guy in the paper? Where was he from…err…Bulgaria I think. He’s physically unable to have his picture taken.” I said. Sam’s eyes widened like a child. “You’re fucking joking,” he said. I laughed uncontrollably and nodded. I enjoy gullible people. Seriously though, he’s a cool guy who is actually a lot of fun in work.
Wednesday night we polished off Spiderman for the Epic Film Challenge, which was a great watch, been a while since I saw it. The box set of all three films arrived that day, so we got straight into watching them. Thursday I only worked three hours which seemed like such a pointless exercise but I need any money I can get. It really dragged too, much more than the eight and a half hours I worked the night before. When I work a short shift I’m constantly clock watching, which makes it worse and drag like hell. I know this, yet I torture myself with it anyway. I was actually woken up by Connie showing me she had filmed Lily outside. It was the first time she had gone out on her own, on the grass, outside, for longer than a minute or so. The footage was so cool in the sunlight, and sound was great, picking up beautiful birdsong. That was a real cool highlight of the day that will going in the vlog . Before work I chatted with Alex, one of my best mates, on Facebook. We mainly talked about our planned WrestleMania trip next year to New York. More on that at a later date.
After work I got a chicken burger and chips from the kebab shop as I knew my Mum had moved onto redecorating the kitchen and was stripping it all down, cooking would only get in her way. I watched Toy Story 2, thoroughly enjoyed it and then Connie arrived home. We played the Lord of the Rings Trivial Pursuit game I had bought her for her birthday. It’s this DVD game with cards and some dice, with questions all relating to the three Lord of the Rings movies. Connie was getting a little grumpy about it because I knew so much about the films and books, whereas she didn’t, but we eventually had some fun and I gave her points if she knew the answer without knowing the exact name of the character or place. Connie went to bed and then I watched Toy Story 3, the one I hadn’t seen. I was blown away by it, not just visually but mentally. It’s such a poignant film that touches on so many things, I can’t wait to review it for the Epic Film Challenge and spill my guts over how much I loved it.
Bringing me to my final point for today. I miss being a kid! Watching the three Toy Story films has re-instilled a love of the films for me, the first in particular being one of my favourite childhood movies. I wore that VHS tape out for years, it’s a very special film to me. I had the Woody and Buzz Lightyear toys and would leave them lying around, pretend to be asleep and then look to see if they would move. I adored it. The second film has less of a connection with me, but the third really hammered it all home. What a film. If I ever have kids, they’re gonna be required viewing for them. Notice how I always say “if” and not “when” I have kids? I’m terrified of jinxing myself and saying I definitely will. I’m screwed up.