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From a Star Wars reference to the pH of semen.
Monday, 1 November 2004 13:33And for those of you curious: the pH of semen is 7.2-8.
First and foremost, happy birthday, Peter Jackson!!!
It's Sunday night, so you know what that means, kiddies!!! The weekend recap, complete with the usual accoutrements, perversions, and general fun.
Friday: April would be coming to North Adams this weekend, which meant I'd see her on Friday, since she works at the bookstore. I got a call from her telling her she'd be late, which gave me more time to do laundry and snatch up some food before she arrived. She arrived even later than she expected, at 11...her battery had died, and it needed a jump start. When she arrived, she wasn't in the best of moods. However, I find that April's mom is quite fond of me...when she was notified of the situation I'm in (ID suspended, can't eat as a result), she rose to the occasion and loaded April up with food for me...thanks much! It'll definitely hold me over until next paycheck. After some cuddling and such, she dozed off smiling.
Saturday: Woke in the early afternoon, and after lounging in bed (and enjoying each other), we decided to walk through town. We stopped at Persnickety Toys, where we reminisced, had fun, and April got ideas for Christmas gifts. After playing with rubber duckies, we stopped at Papyri Books, a used bookstore in town, where we must have spent the better part of an hour. I was fascinated by the Goosebumps books, and was once again nostalgic. After that, we decided to head to Big Y and snatch up some food, sort-of real food, anyway. We got back to find a sleeping Kaz, had dinner, and then Kaz began being a bit of a dick, telling me to close my window because he was cold. However, that window had to be open, for it was broiling in here. April gets sick if it's too hot. However, when I was downstairs playing pool with April, he shut it. So, I went to the RA, and chatted with him. My biggest issue with Kaz is his sleep schedule...most of the time, he sleeps all day and is up all night. Almost everyone is awake during the day. Because he's sleeping all day, that forces me to be quiet. I don't want to be quiet during the day. During my pool games with April, I suffered probably the most embarrassing defeat ever in the game--I sank all of my required pool balls, without April sinking any of hers, and what do I do? Scratch on the 8-ball, giving her the win. Anyway, after that, it was back up here for the night, where we got into a wonderful discussion about sperm pH and Star Wars references with Kaz. Now, there are times when he can be really cool, and other times he can be a jerk. Regardless, we were up until 3 or 4 (what with the whole Daylight Savings time ending and that whole shpiel) and dozed off.
Sunday: We had decided we were gonna have some more real food again, so we got into the kitchen and April made pancakes via Bisquick. For all the crap that MCLA has caused her (no visitor parking, a parking ticket, silly rules and regulations), she liked the fact that the kitchen was well stocked. After breakfast, well...
( An experiment in fun...not for those weak of mind. )
First and foremost, happy birthday, Peter Jackson!!!
It's Sunday night, so you know what that means, kiddies!!! The weekend recap, complete with the usual accoutrements, perversions, and general fun.
Friday: April would be coming to North Adams this weekend, which meant I'd see her on Friday, since she works at the bookstore. I got a call from her telling her she'd be late, which gave me more time to do laundry and snatch up some food before she arrived. She arrived even later than she expected, at 11...her battery had died, and it needed a jump start. When she arrived, she wasn't in the best of moods. However, I find that April's mom is quite fond of me...when she was notified of the situation I'm in (ID suspended, can't eat as a result), she rose to the occasion and loaded April up with food for me...thanks much! It'll definitely hold me over until next paycheck. After some cuddling and such, she dozed off smiling.
Saturday: Woke in the early afternoon, and after lounging in bed (and enjoying each other), we decided to walk through town. We stopped at Persnickety Toys, where we reminisced, had fun, and April got ideas for Christmas gifts. After playing with rubber duckies, we stopped at Papyri Books, a used bookstore in town, where we must have spent the better part of an hour. I was fascinated by the Goosebumps books, and was once again nostalgic. After that, we decided to head to Big Y and snatch up some food, sort-of real food, anyway. We got back to find a sleeping Kaz, had dinner, and then Kaz began being a bit of a dick, telling me to close my window because he was cold. However, that window had to be open, for it was broiling in here. April gets sick if it's too hot. However, when I was downstairs playing pool with April, he shut it. So, I went to the RA, and chatted with him. My biggest issue with Kaz is his sleep schedule...most of the time, he sleeps all day and is up all night. Almost everyone is awake during the day. Because he's sleeping all day, that forces me to be quiet. I don't want to be quiet during the day. During my pool games with April, I suffered probably the most embarrassing defeat ever in the game--I sank all of my required pool balls, without April sinking any of hers, and what do I do? Scratch on the 8-ball, giving her the win. Anyway, after that, it was back up here for the night, where we got into a wonderful discussion about sperm pH and Star Wars references with Kaz. Now, there are times when he can be really cool, and other times he can be a jerk. Regardless, we were up until 3 or 4 (what with the whole Daylight Savings time ending and that whole shpiel) and dozed off.
Sunday: We had decided we were gonna have some more real food again, so we got into the kitchen and April made pancakes via Bisquick. For all the crap that MCLA has caused her (no visitor parking, a parking ticket, silly rules and regulations), she liked the fact that the kitchen was well stocked. After breakfast, well...
( An experiment in fun...not for those weak of mind. )
