Scream VI and a lack of sleep
March 15 2023 · Ryan Walpole
I can't believe it's already half way through March. Absolutely bizarre, this year seems to be going really quickly. This month has had some up and downs but it's been mostly good. Last night I went with Dan and his housemate Logan to see the new Scream film, which I was already semi-familiar with given that Demi Lovato (my one and only, the love of my life) was responsible for the lead single of the movie's soundtrack - the song that plays at the end of the film. We showed up at 6:10 to the cinema last night and armed with popcorn, Maltesers and an extra large frozen drink (I got a mix of raspberry Fanta, mango Fanta and coke) we sat down to watch.
To be honest, I didn't like this instalment of the franchise quite as much as last year's... It was great, don't get me wrong, I thoroughly enjoyed the movie. I just think I liked the more suburbian-esque setting of the last film. It being in the middle of New York City was a tad off to me, all these killings with loud screaming and seemingly no one seems to hear? I dunno, felt a tad weird.
I did correctly guess (kind of) one of the killers. There were three in total (I assumed two for most of the film). I had assumed one of the cops had to be a killer - seeing as they were the only ones that were told Samantha's alibi, and he ended up dead shortly after. Must admit, I figured it was probably the FBI agent - she just gave off weird vibes and she had a history to ghostface from a prior film. Figured maybe she'd delved into insanity or something. Turns out the killer was the other cop and there were two additional killers instead of one. One of the killers was someone we watched get brutally murdered earlier.... so... that was kind of a surprise.
All in all, a good movie. I'd watch it again in a Discord call with friends or something for sure. I struggled a bit on the drive home seeing as I had been awake for like 36 hours at that point (thanks night shift). Earlier yesterday I met with a council inspector to get my pier holes inspected for the garage - that went well, minus the whole, chatting for 2 and a half hours between him and my dad. Could have used that time for sleep to be honest. Oh well.
The good news is that my pier holes for the garage have been given the all clear - I can start putting foundations in with Dad when he's ready and then hopefully, within the next couple months, the garage is built - a place for me to have the solar system installed.
Also on the long weekend, I got to hang out with Lyle, Luke and Dylan. I got so incredibly drunk on Saturday night. We polished off an entire bottle of gin, an entire bottle of raspberry flavoured vodka and another half bottle of wildberry infused gin. We decided munchkin loot letter would be the perfect drinking game - if you lose or your card is guessed, you take a shot. I think we all took probably 15 shots in total, in a single hour. Despite all of that alcohol, I still managed to procure a perfect bowl of nachos. How the hell I managed to perfectly cut and smash up an avocado when I could hardly see straight is beyond me.
A game of magic the gathering, some intensely drunk munchkin loot letter and a midnight walk while hammered later, we were turning in hammered at about 2:30 in the morning in order to be up early in the morning for an escape room.
It was nice to let loose and get drunk with Lyle. Reminded me of some of our first drunkscape events. Speaking of - we need to do that sometime.
It was an old friend's birthday last week. I typed out a whole email to send her, letting her know everything that'd happened this year so far. I mentioned how I stood by everything I had said to her last December when I cut contact and wished her well. I couldn't send it though, I just knew it was asking for trouble. It did feel good to write though, I can only imagine that she's talking shit about me on her blog, which I unfollowed months ago after her incredibly tone deaf story about the situation that assumed so many things that just weren't true to fuel her narrative. I knew I'd done the right thing by not sending it when I spoke to Lyle on the weekend. He himself is going no-contact because of her lack of self awareness, her conversations fuelled by the wrong-doings against her. The fact that she's the centre of all these dramatic breakdowns should tell her that maybe she's the problem, since, y'know, she's the common denominator.
He also opened up a bit (after a few drinks) about how violated he felt and the breakdown of his own friendship with her, long before mine. Apparently she didn't even bother to tell him when Fried and her were dating. He felt awful, as he'd been going along with her 'playful' flirting while she was with someone else, in front of that someone else. Here I am, learning yet again that I actually hardly know what the hell is going on in my own friendship group sometimes.
I guess those of us left scarred need to just stick together. I'll have to get my closure some other way. Still toying with the idea of releasing that cover song.
Until next time!