Friday, April 15, 2005

For every innocent, there is a protector...

Since when did I ever become a Bishonen? We recently ripped out the sink and vanity in the lower bathroom in this place, and now I can get a full view of myself in the mirror... and... Honestly, I am. The long slender, straight legs, one foot placed in front of the other at a slightly diverging angle, the "V" chest that's more of the "punk lean" look than the "Bahamut" one. Hmmn... I guess I just need a ruffled shirt with lace cuffs, long, straight hair, and a rapier tucked through a cumberbun, and I'd be set! Anybody know where I can get those? *grins*

Soooooo... I guess I should write about the weekend coming up! Woot! ...starting from the beginning though! Two weeks ago me and my family went to Canmore to visit a couple we know. There, we discussed... well... everything from the "primacy of Peter" to Jewish dogma, to road rage (I trashed several cars on the guy's Xbox while we were playing against each other) to working on starting a church (which we put into action last week... another story for later) to... well... an idea for this weekend. (Yes, I *do* eventually get to the point!) Anyway, the idea was to possibly get together there again and play Halo... for upwards of eight hours some Saturday evening/night/Sunday morning! (*all* of the previous, not any/or) I got back to him on Tuesday saying I'd love to... and he was actually suprised, thinking that I wouldn't want to spend my time with a bunch of guys older than me... psh! Anyway... he gave me the email of a mutual friend (one who I haven't spoken to or seen in ages) who might be able to give me a lift out there. I emailed... and waited... and waited... and finally today, while doing my taxes, the phone rang and there was the friend on the phone! (or his wife, actually ...*fears he might be muddling the finer details but figures it's ok because the details will only convolute the story*) He was wondering why I hadn't responded to his email and *phoned* him... I would have, except that I never got it... *raises an eyebrow at the email provider* ...we finalized details, when I'd be picked up, I made the discovery that they live about four blocks away (small world, non?) and then we parted. Now, I'd been told to be ready for pickup between four and four-thirty... but upon hanging up, I realized that I had no idea what *day* they would pick me up! *grins* So with an hour until four, I began preparing... and even now my effects are awaiting pick-up in the hall downstairs! ...it's for tomorrow though *grins* Ah, what fun!

Now is the portion of the blog where I respond to the fan mail! Hmmn... so I was never taken for a blogger, mmn? Hmmn... well, I'm still not sure I *am!* I mean, I still can't figure out what to *write!* I know I am writing, but... news sucks. So I need feedback... *what* should I put in here? Philosophical commentaries? Answers to the questions of the ages? Heartfelt exposes on current affairs? *doesn't stay up on current affairs, so hopes that won't be one of the choices* Well... next time I hope to have solved a riddle that I'll post. ...without the answer! :P God bless

1 Comments:

Blogger Sari said...

*chuckles* Well look at it this way, if you're a Bishonen, won't you have a better chance with Amy? If you could ever get her phone number, that is 'o)

I think you're right about it though-- You have been looking that way since... *impish look* well, it's been coming on so gradually, but I think I must date it... from when I first saw you without the goatee! (kudos to you if you can figure out where I got that mangled quote from)

Regarding the weekend: You know I'm jealous =oP Guess I'll need to move to Calgary where the gamers are 'oD Have fun, Bro. =o)

And as for the final question, I'd say a bit of everything except only the current events you're current on, so as not to strain your pretty little bishonen head too much! *ducks and runs laughing*


PS: Try the women's section of Value Villiage or Salvation Army for the shirt, House of Knives for the raipier, any nice, rich coloured sheet for the cumberbun(d?) (*looks it up* woo! score one for my spelling!) torn lengthwise, and wait a few years for the hair to grow.

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