I was sittin here fiddlin with a resume and half-eavesdropping on Russ here talkin to his friend on the phone. And its really cool how much you can learn about someone’s personality just from listening to them talk and joke with their amigas on the phone. Right off the bat he responds to her answer with “your fat.” Obviously its the kinda friend he can call fat and bitch because so far she hasn’t hung up on him. 🙂 Plus you can totally see its just play. I met this girl yesterday and we all went to watch Signs (yes I’ve succumbed and watched a mel gibson flick).
Anyway, I thought long and hard about video taping his conversation. Even wandered around the room for about 10 minutes to find the damn journal tape (the disappearance of which was cause for some alarm and distress). It was captured elegantly by my illustrious closet named nim. (I just made that up and who knows if it will stick.)
The point is, the more I get to know this boy, the more I like him.
And it is confirmed. The Church of Radcliffe, with a possibility of ‘inconjunction with GLEAMSLI (MSLI DAC GLEAM for your microsofties), will be hosting a benefit party (not quite in Radcliffe style my congregation, but on a personal note worth the cause nonetheless) for Equal Rights Nevada. Anyone for the cause in or around Sparks (reno), NV on Sept 20th should appear and donate $25. Grin Grin Wink Wink Tug Tug >:- p
And for those of you who are not of the cause (if you don’t know who you are, please go to the ERN’s website at (you guessed it) www.equalrightsnevada.org)…
Evil clouds from the midwest, you know, the thunderin kind (evil grin)? They come rollin in and start to make all sorts of fuss; what with there thunderin and tornadoan about the house and such. And my eyes start to glow an irredecent and dragonlike green. (hey, you aren’t here so how do you know it isn’t really happening???)
IF YOU ARE NOT OF THE AFOREMENTIONED CAUSE (please email firstname.lastname@example.org and include the date of this entry in your email if you still are not sure) then do not show up here or the thunderin and tornadoan storm clouds aforementioned may just follow you from inside my house to inside your car.
Muah ha ha!
So um. This year for Samhain, I have my chosen pumpkin design.
You will fear it.
You will loathe it.
You will despise all that it is.
And deep down.
Deep deep deep in your heart.
You will find it.
You will find it funny.
Very, very, funny.
(And David will get a special kick out of it, but he doesn’t read this smut that I right on my LiveJournal. Nor does he live anywhere near the annual pumpkin carving party put on at the Nelson Annex of the aforementioned Church.)
So enough of that.
There was something else I wanted to say but I’m too intoxed to know what it was. 🙂 Oh yes. I have to go back up and insert it somewhere. Hold on a sec.
You are growing tired of waiting for me to finish….
There! All done. See! Now go back up and read what I just added. 🙂