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Shao Kahn, you stupid shit!
Sunday, 6 November 2005 01:53If there was one thing that my stepbrother Rob was right about, it was this:
Why do female friends of yours suddenly come out of the woodwork, telling you they would love to fuck you senseless...AFTER YOU'RE NO LONGER SINGLE?!?!?
It gets so annoying, because the female friends of mine that have professed this to me are HOT. Then again, I find all women to be beautiful. Still...it gets so annoying, but so amusing at the same time. What's even more amusing is when said female friend is already taken, or even more amusing--a lesbian. It does take a tremendous amount of willpower to curb the urge to ravage, but, given the alternative...(hears the subconscious breaking through, along with ominous death music)
Brian (to the Subconscious): WELL, FUCK YOU, WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME, ANYWAY?!?!??!!?
I'd rather NOT have the person I love most walk out of my life--she is too precious to me, with a heart made of the finest gold. I'd rather die than see her heart broken. I'd be the biggest fool to let such a wonderful person, a gem in my life, leave.
Be that as it may, Annie came up tonight, first time we've seen each other in two years, and the night began with some chatting as my laundry was finishing up. Afterwards, we went to Ruby Tuesday for dinner--again, another restaurant I hadn't been to in years, in which we chatted, reminisced, snarfed on delicious food--then we went to the mall.
Annie, sensing an urge to go to New York and Company to spend money she didn't have, began to walk fast toward the store, until I yanked her away. We proceedest into Hot Topic, where I bought nothing. Didn't see any game shirts I wanted--had nearly all of them. Annie then proceeded to drag me into the pinkest store of all--Victoria's Secret. MY GOD TOO MUCH PINK! MY NOT-SO-VIRGIN EYES!!!!! PINKETY PINK EVERYWHERE!!!!
PINK!
AHH, TOO MUCH PINK!
PINK PANTIES! PINK EVERYTHING!
WAY TOO MUCH FUCKING PINK!!!!!!!
Right.
Using a gift card, she purchased some crotch support, and that was basically it for malling. Took a brief jaunt into EB, then came back to the apartment, where we delved into first, SSBM. Annie and the Gamecube controller DO NOT MATCH. So, we played something that we were both familiar with--Mortal Kombat, after some techincal issues with the second PS2 controller, which I forgot had busted. So, I'll need a replacement. Not this week, though. So, we shared the one controller, and played MK3--and when it got to Shao Kahn, I spent nearly 30 minutes trying to beat him, Annie laughing harder and harder with each failed attempt, near the point of tears. I said something, and then she proceeded to tickle me.
It's something nearly all my female friends take shameless advantage of--the fact that I'm totally ticklish. When I get tickled, I either curl up into a ball or flail uncontrollably, given the surroundings. After gaming, we just loafed, got tickled again, and around 11, she left.
A fun night, overall.
And yes, she too wants to shag me. And to think, I did NOT think I was attractive or hot, by any stretch of the imagination--Sarah was the first person to tell me so, began making me feel more secure about my physical appearance...and then I began going out with April...and as I'm feeling more and more confident about my appearance, then suddenly, the list grows.
Hell, I'm not a vain person--I really don't care what I look like at all. My physical appearance is my physical appearance. Believe me, I am NOT God's gift to women...except to one person, and she'll be on a plane back from Tennessee, her head filled with C.S. Lewis.
Rob, you jinxed me. I cut your balls off now.
Tonight, an excellent night of hanging out and just having good, clean fun with a great friend. I don't get too many of those...when they do, it's a wonderful experience.
And now, off to bed. New Paltz tomorrow, plus the coming home of April!
Oh, before I go:
Opening results are showing on both Fantasy World and the LJ poll that the Female Gamer idea is the main frontrunner. However, the poll shall remain open for all of November.
Nighty night, all.
Why do female friends of yours suddenly come out of the woodwork, telling you they would love to fuck you senseless...AFTER YOU'RE NO LONGER SINGLE?!?!?
It gets so annoying, because the female friends of mine that have professed this to me are HOT. Then again, I find all women to be beautiful. Still...it gets so annoying, but so amusing at the same time. What's even more amusing is when said female friend is already taken, or even more amusing--a lesbian. It does take a tremendous amount of willpower to curb the urge to ravage, but, given the alternative...(hears the subconscious breaking through, along with ominous death music)
Brian (to the Subconscious): WELL, FUCK YOU, WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME, ANYWAY?!?!??!!?
I'd rather NOT have the person I love most walk out of my life--she is too precious to me, with a heart made of the finest gold. I'd rather die than see her heart broken. I'd be the biggest fool to let such a wonderful person, a gem in my life, leave.
Be that as it may, Annie came up tonight, first time we've seen each other in two years, and the night began with some chatting as my laundry was finishing up. Afterwards, we went to Ruby Tuesday for dinner--again, another restaurant I hadn't been to in years, in which we chatted, reminisced, snarfed on delicious food--then we went to the mall.
Annie, sensing an urge to go to New York and Company to spend money she didn't have, began to walk fast toward the store, until I yanked her away. We proceedest into Hot Topic, where I bought nothing. Didn't see any game shirts I wanted--had nearly all of them. Annie then proceeded to drag me into the pinkest store of all--Victoria's Secret. MY GOD TOO MUCH PINK! MY NOT-SO-VIRGIN EYES!!!!! PINKETY PINK EVERYWHERE!!!!
PINK!
AHH, TOO MUCH PINK!
PINK PANTIES! PINK EVERYTHING!
WAY TOO MUCH FUCKING PINK!!!!!!!
Right.
Using a gift card, she purchased some crotch support, and that was basically it for malling. Took a brief jaunt into EB, then came back to the apartment, where we delved into first, SSBM. Annie and the Gamecube controller DO NOT MATCH. So, we played something that we were both familiar with--Mortal Kombat, after some techincal issues with the second PS2 controller, which I forgot had busted. So, I'll need a replacement. Not this week, though. So, we shared the one controller, and played MK3--and when it got to Shao Kahn, I spent nearly 30 minutes trying to beat him, Annie laughing harder and harder with each failed attempt, near the point of tears. I said something, and then she proceeded to tickle me.
It's something nearly all my female friends take shameless advantage of--the fact that I'm totally ticklish. When I get tickled, I either curl up into a ball or flail uncontrollably, given the surroundings. After gaming, we just loafed, got tickled again, and around 11, she left.
A fun night, overall.
And yes, she too wants to shag me. And to think, I did NOT think I was attractive or hot, by any stretch of the imagination--Sarah was the first person to tell me so, began making me feel more secure about my physical appearance...and then I began going out with April...and as I'm feeling more and more confident about my appearance, then suddenly, the list grows.
Hell, I'm not a vain person--I really don't care what I look like at all. My physical appearance is my physical appearance. Believe me, I am NOT God's gift to women...except to one person, and she'll be on a plane back from Tennessee, her head filled with C.S. Lewis.
Rob, you jinxed me. I cut your balls off now.
Tonight, an excellent night of hanging out and just having good, clean fun with a great friend. I don't get too many of those...when they do, it's a wonderful experience.
And now, off to bed. New Paltz tomorrow, plus the coming home of April!
Oh, before I go:
Opening results are showing on both Fantasy World and the LJ poll that the Female Gamer idea is the main frontrunner. However, the poll shall remain open for all of November.
Nighty night, all.
