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Thursday, 2 September 2004 00:30Sorry, Wyatt...I couldn't pass this up:
Xcbrian2: Enjoy your good chaste fun?
Halflingspy: quite
Halflingspy: although tonight hormones are trying to get back at me
Halflingspy: they're getting pissed
Xcbrian2: What did you and your girlfriend do? Play tiddlywinks? Parcheesi? Double solitaire?
Halflingspy: nah
Halflingspy: we hug
Xcbrian2: And yes, I can see your hormones getting pissed off at you.
Xcbrian2: You've been neglecting them...and they're not happy.
Halflingspy: *twitch* why do the freshmen ladies have to be so attractive?
Xcbrian2: Because God is giving you a message.
Xcbrian2: "Wyatt, feast."
Halflingspy: no no no
Xcbrian2: "Yes, yes, yes."
Halflingspy: that's the DEVIL, my friend
Xcbrian2: No, that's God.
Halflingspy: temptation!
Xcbrian2: That's Morgan Freeman, baby!!!
Halflingspy: grrr
Halflingspy: look, if 3 of them appeared in my room right now, with no one else there, all in lingerie... ok, maybe a message from God
Xcbrian2: That's a gift.
Halflingspy: until that happens....
Xcbrian2: Continue to enjoy the female.
Halflingspy: nah
Halflingspy: I'm waiting
Halflingspy: I'm just enjoying being around Nikki
Xcbrian2: That's excellent.
Halflingspy: :-DO:-)
Halflingspy: I don't need no attractive fishnet-wearing girls
Halflingspy: .....damn
Xcbrian2: See?! I told you.
Halflingspy: .....
Halflingspy: I'll be cool
Xcbrian2: All the best musicians are in Hell, anyway.
Halflingspy: ? what do you mean?
Xcbrian2: All the best musicians are in hell.
Xcbrian2: Ray Charles, Sinatra, Dean Martin...
Halflingspy: what does that have to do with anything?
Halflingspy: and in any case: fishnets should never have been invented
Xcbrian2: Oh, yes, they did.
Halflingspy: grrr... I'm off the computer before I get any ideas... and to find Nikki
Halflingspy: evil evil world
Xcbrian2: LOL. See ya later.
And so, memories of Dan and Jackie come flooding back...good, chaste fun, double solitaire.
But, today, I had intentions to sleep in. Those would get dashed when Rob blared his music, waking me, pissing me right off. You know, every time Rob sleeps in real late, I am as quiet as I can be. No music, no talking on the phone, nothing. I don't even turn on the light, for it could wake him. The only sounds that are made are myself clacking on the keyboard. And this is how he acts? I see now...but, with less than 3 days until I leave, talking to him about it would be a moot point. With Rob on his day off, we spent most of the day down here. Today was my aunt's birthday, so my stepdad did his magic in the kitchen, and made such a wonderful meal...of which I'm now scared to go back to cafeteria food.
Fiddled around with my comp, did laundry, and overall, very relaxing. Rob works from 10-5 tomorrow, so I'll use the day to get all of my packing and cleaning in. Now, I vegetate, while you look at my new lovely LJ layout.
Nighty night, all.
Xcbrian2: Enjoy your good chaste fun?
Halflingspy: quite
Halflingspy: although tonight hormones are trying to get back at me
Halflingspy: they're getting pissed
Xcbrian2: What did you and your girlfriend do? Play tiddlywinks? Parcheesi? Double solitaire?
Halflingspy: nah
Halflingspy: we hug
Xcbrian2: And yes, I can see your hormones getting pissed off at you.
Xcbrian2: You've been neglecting them...and they're not happy.
Halflingspy: *twitch* why do the freshmen ladies have to be so attractive?
Xcbrian2: Because God is giving you a message.
Xcbrian2: "Wyatt, feast."
Halflingspy: no no no
Xcbrian2: "Yes, yes, yes."
Halflingspy: that's the DEVIL, my friend
Xcbrian2: No, that's God.
Halflingspy: temptation!
Xcbrian2: That's Morgan Freeman, baby!!!
Halflingspy: grrr
Halflingspy: look, if 3 of them appeared in my room right now, with no one else there, all in lingerie... ok, maybe a message from God
Xcbrian2: That's a gift.
Halflingspy: until that happens....
Xcbrian2: Continue to enjoy the female.
Halflingspy: nah
Halflingspy: I'm waiting
Halflingspy: I'm just enjoying being around Nikki
Xcbrian2: That's excellent.
Halflingspy: :-DO:-)
Halflingspy: I don't need no attractive fishnet-wearing girls
Halflingspy: .....damn
Xcbrian2: See?! I told you.
Halflingspy: .....
Halflingspy: I'll be cool
Xcbrian2: All the best musicians are in Hell, anyway.
Halflingspy: ? what do you mean?
Xcbrian2: All the best musicians are in hell.
Xcbrian2: Ray Charles, Sinatra, Dean Martin...
Halflingspy: what does that have to do with anything?
Halflingspy: and in any case: fishnets should never have been invented
Xcbrian2: Oh, yes, they did.
Halflingspy: grrr... I'm off the computer before I get any ideas... and to find Nikki
Halflingspy: evil evil world
Xcbrian2: LOL. See ya later.
And so, memories of Dan and Jackie come flooding back...good, chaste fun, double solitaire.
But, today, I had intentions to sleep in. Those would get dashed when Rob blared his music, waking me, pissing me right off. You know, every time Rob sleeps in real late, I am as quiet as I can be. No music, no talking on the phone, nothing. I don't even turn on the light, for it could wake him. The only sounds that are made are myself clacking on the keyboard. And this is how he acts? I see now...but, with less than 3 days until I leave, talking to him about it would be a moot point. With Rob on his day off, we spent most of the day down here. Today was my aunt's birthday, so my stepdad did his magic in the kitchen, and made such a wonderful meal...of which I'm now scared to go back to cafeteria food.
Fiddled around with my comp, did laundry, and overall, very relaxing. Rob works from 10-5 tomorrow, so I'll use the day to get all of my packing and cleaning in. Now, I vegetate, while you look at my new lovely LJ layout.
Nighty night, all.
