Man... so popular...
...So... I'm being watched by Big Brother, it seems.
Actually, that may be a bit of an exaggeration, which I spelled wrong, but it DOES turn out that I have a lot more readers than I realized. Of course, I've only learned of two people that I didn't know about before, but still -- I never expected ANYONE to read this blog, so you see my point.
...You? Who's "you", anyhow? I may not even know. I'm told a lot of people read this. I'm just cool like that.
So, how to entertain my newfound audience? Hard to say. Personally, I find my life rather boring, but it seems to have struck YOUR fancy, so I shall continue.
My Livejournal covers most of the big stuff (Andrea's wedding, other weddings... what else have I done this year?), so I'll just quickly re-iterate: Her wedding was totally rockin', what with the cake that looked like a tree stump. Oh, don't get me wrong, it INTENTIONALLY looked like a tree stump. An appetizing tree stump. Anyway, good 80s music, as well as some stuff I seem to recall having to leave the room for, but that's OK. 'Twas her wedding, not mine. I guess I'm just lucky the priest didn't accidentally say MY name.
You read correctly. "Do you, Andrea, take Michael...?" "No, no I don't. I take DANIEL."
Or something like that. I was too busy chortling.
So, uh, yeah. I'm back in Hades, Virginia, to continue my studies. Christendom, and all. How's that going for me? Well, I just discovered I dripped honey mustard on my pants from dinner 5 hours ago and it's not in a very nice spot. How do YOU think it's going?!
Have an 8:30 class tomorrow, along with a world of homework I'm supposed to be doing right now. Honestly,I'd rather just be in Wisconsin with Leah m'dear, watching House and the like. And drinking "Tilt", whatever that is. Sounds like something I would enjoy. I love Leah, she loves me, and we would both love Tilt. That would be, as New World Order put it, a bizarre love triangle.
...Every time I see you fallin', I get down on my knees and pray...
Of course, I think my time would be better spent actually CATCHING you, rather than asking for Divine Intervention, but ok..
Where am I going with this? What am I DOING?! I don't even know. But YOU, gentle reader, YOU know what you want. And YOU want to go do something useful. So.... BYE.
Ciao,
--Hich
Actually, that may be a bit of an exaggeration, which I spelled wrong, but it DOES turn out that I have a lot more readers than I realized. Of course, I've only learned of two people that I didn't know about before, but still -- I never expected ANYONE to read this blog, so you see my point.
...You? Who's "you", anyhow? I may not even know. I'm told a lot of people read this. I'm just cool like that.
So, how to entertain my newfound audience? Hard to say. Personally, I find my life rather boring, but it seems to have struck YOUR fancy, so I shall continue.
My Livejournal covers most of the big stuff (Andrea's wedding, other weddings... what else have I done this year?), so I'll just quickly re-iterate: Her wedding was totally rockin', what with the cake that looked like a tree stump. Oh, don't get me wrong, it INTENTIONALLY looked like a tree stump. An appetizing tree stump. Anyway, good 80s music, as well as some stuff I seem to recall having to leave the room for, but that's OK. 'Twas her wedding, not mine. I guess I'm just lucky the priest didn't accidentally say MY name.
You read correctly. "Do you, Andrea, take Michael...?" "No, no I don't. I take DANIEL."
Or something like that. I was too busy chortling.
So, uh, yeah. I'm back in Hades, Virginia, to continue my studies. Christendom, and all. How's that going for me? Well, I just discovered I dripped honey mustard on my pants from dinner 5 hours ago and it's not in a very nice spot. How do YOU think it's going?!
Have an 8:30 class tomorrow, along with a world of homework I'm supposed to be doing right now. Honestly,I'd rather just be in Wisconsin with Leah m'dear, watching House and the like. And drinking "Tilt", whatever that is. Sounds like something I would enjoy. I love Leah, she loves me, and we would both love Tilt. That would be, as New World Order put it, a bizarre love triangle.
...Every time I see you fallin', I get down on my knees and pray...
Of course, I think my time would be better spent actually CATCHING you, rather than asking for Divine Intervention, but ok..
Where am I going with this? What am I DOING?! I don't even know. But YOU, gentle reader, YOU know what you want. And YOU want to go do something useful. So.... BYE.
Ciao,
--Hich
posted by Scarcely Human at 6:52 PM
8 Comments:
Naw, naw, I'm just sayin' that if I DID love Tilt, which I may grow to, then it would be the aforementioned bizarre love triangle. But, maybe I won't. I need to try this stuff.
Y'know, burned-out eighties rock stars are interested in your thoughts too. Write more! And get some people, so that I can get my people to call your people.
Oh, I HAVE people. They just aren't as popular as I am. 'Sides, maybe I just want to talk to Slash.
Tryin' to get in the habit of posting more, it just... get's hard. I have less and less to say. But I'm tryin', I'm tryin'...
POST!
(I shouldn't talk.)
It's only been 9 days! How interesting do you think I AM?!
You actually are pretty interesting. You lead such a strange life. . . Hehehe
Hmm. We wish you were with us in Rome, Hich. You came up in conversation, in fact, just the other day. You'd love it here.
Hopefully, you wouldn't get carded like Dominick did. ;-)
HA HA HA!!! Dominick got carded... that's frickin' hilarious. Of course, if anyone should, HE should.
Do tell, how did I come up in conversation? I'm curious about this sort of thing.
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