I have a.. boyfriend?
What the hell just happened? Sprouting from a random conversation. Oh, Alex, this is the guy I introduced you to. Who works for the Louisiana Renaissance festival.
SFX 87: I feel I ought to tell you that they got Bill the Pony in Rivendell in the movie.
Fiend Lich: ...
SFX 87: well you were wondering where they got him.
Fiend Lich: wow...how...crappy.
SFX 87: Well it's better than having him appear from nowhere.
Fiend Lich: *mutter*
SFX 87: *mutter*
SFX 87: I have also decided that Eomer is incredibly studly.
Fiend Lich: yep.
SFX 87: I want to have his children
SFX 87: but also Aragorn's.
SFX 87: and Legolas'
Fiend Lich: ...
SFX 87: and Faramir's.
SFX 87: So you see I'll be busy for a while.
SFX 87: I apologize in advance for even bringing up Faramir.
Fiend Lich: and theodrek's! and theodrek's!!
Fiend Lich: *ducks* :P
SFX 87: Speaking of which..
Fiend Lich: This doesn't sound like it'll bode well. :P
Fiend Lich: What?
SFX 87: Will you write me a Dating Recommendation?
SFX 87: ^__^
Fiend Lich: ...er...?
SFX 87: Just a little sheet on what a good date I'll make so I can pass it around to people.
SFX 87: I mean, obviously, I can't expect people to date me who don't even know me.
Fiend Lich: ...er...
Fiend Lich: That's not really how you should go around doing it.
SFX 87: So I bet they'll be reassured to know that other people find me to be a good bet.
SFX 87: ^__^
SFX 87: Hey, my friend has dating applications.
Fiend Lich: How crappy.
Fiend Lich: Really.
SFX 87: I've seen dating resumes too.
Fiend Lich: I've seen 12 year olds with four girlfriends.
Fiend Lich: That doesn't make it right.
SFX 87: *shrug* it's a better way than some.
SFX 87: I don't think anyone means it seriously, besides.
Fiend Lich: *rolls eyes*
Fiend Lich: Don't do sheets...
Fiend Lich: Just be yourself.
SFX 87: It is rather original, and a better method than pickup lines.
Fiend Lich: You'll find someone.
SFX 87: Eomer! :-D
Fiend Lich: Someone in your range.
Fiend Lich: Who isn't a major film star and such.
SFX 87: Well I could become a major star and balance it all out.
Fiend Lich: :P
Fiend Lich: Why not me! I'm willing! *raises hand meekishly*
SFX 87: awww..
SFX 87: *smooch* So cute.
SFX 87: ^__^
Fiend Lich: And I'm house broken!
Fiend Lich: ;.;
SFX 87: I promised not to do this online dating thing again though.
Fiend Lich: And I like to cuddle...!
SFX 87: @___@ So cute!!!!
Fiend Lich: *sniffles*
SFX 87: *whimpers*
Fiend Lich: *puppy eyes*
Fiend Lich: And I'll adore and worship you and everything!
SFX 87: @___@
Fiend Lich: *hugs your ankles* Pweese? ;.;
Fiend Lich: I...I...um...I will do breakfast in bed?
Fiend Lich: I give foot rubs...?
SFX 87: but not at the same time!
SFX 87: (breakfast in bed with foot rubs..)
Fiend Lich: Well, yes. ^_^
SFX 87: strange
SFX 87: and unhygenic
Fiend Lich: But I'll do them both seperately!
Fiend Lich: And...and...
SFX 87: @___@
SFX 87: So cute!!!!
SFX 87: *dies*
Fiend Lich: ...did I mention I like to cuddle and snuggle and generally be together? ;.;
Fiend Lich: and how what I'd really like to do is wrap myself and someone up in a blanket really tight and just cuddle and lay together?
SFX 87: except you live in Louisiana
SFX 87: unless you're travelling ectoplasm, this presents some problems.
Fiend Lich: -_-
Fiend Lich: Blah.
Fiend Lich: ...but...I like to cuddle...!! Please? ;.;
SFX 87: Uh.. (breaks out).. I'll think about it?
SFX 87: but nuthin' too serious
Fiend Lich: ;__;
Fiend Lich: okay!
SFX 87: Yay! Someone to smack around!
Fiend Lich: Just...foot rubs!
Fiend Lich: yes! you can smack me!
SFX 87: *smacks* Woohoo!
Fiend Lich: ^_^
Fiend Lich: I'll be your bitch? o.O
Fiend Lich: I don't care! ^_^;;
SFX 87: ey!
SFX 87: but no
SFX 87: Not the bitch thing. I don't like housepets.
Fiend Lich: *shrug*
Fiend Lich: Okay.
SFX 87: Random question. Would you like Ranch or House Vinagrette on your salad?
Fiend Lich: Ranch.
Fiend Lich: If available, Russian.
Fiend Lich: Or Catalina.
SFX 87: What's Russian? Vodka?
Fiend Lich: No! Salad dressing.
SFX 87: Vodka flavored salad dressing?
Fiend Lich: No alcohol.
SFX 87: okee. What's Catalina?
Fiend Lich: Salad dressing.
Fiend Lich: Red kind of. It's good, though.
SFX 87: I'll take your word for it. Never had it.
Fiend Lich: Okay.
And so forth. If you want more of the transcript, ask me. There's some stuff on.. asking for my picture, more ankle hugging, awkwardness on my side (maybe not for him), and 8 Bit Theater. I was quite grateful for this webcomic from waving me from stupid relationship awkwardness. Still don't know if I'm dating him or not. Mental Note: He seems to take jokes rather literally.
Friday, January 03, 2003
Have linked to Sharon's blog, Into The Darkness, which coincidentally is the name of a song in the Final Fantasy IV soundtrack I'm listening to right now.
Thursday, January 02, 2003
It really is disgraceful. I mean, here we are, the greatest of men of eons ago, imbued with dark power, immortal, scary as sin and given sophisticated hunting instincts. And, thanks to that retarded little gnome Gollum, we knew right where to look. ...
The Tenth Rider
Much LotR convo today.
I was talking to Lianna before school in the library and apparently her dad used to read it to her, but only got as far as Rivendell because she was creeped out by the Nazgul. She has not yet seen the new movie.
I was disappointed. Someone tore out the LotR and Harry Potter article from the library's issue of Teen People.
Andrew Durfor covered his ears in front of me, because he didn't want to hear about our (read: my) horrible stat survey project, but I was just going to talk about LotR. He thought that Andrew Serkis should win Best Supporting Actor for his role as Gollum, horses really shouldn't be running down a 78 degree angle incline, and Gandalf should cast some cool fireballs.
Rob thought it was strange that a city as big as Edoras had only 300 men at arms and that elves from Lothlorien could arrive at Helms' Deep within half a day.
Nick B was repulsed when I brought up LotR as a subject and hid in the boys' bathroom. See, really, LotR is the only interesting thing in my life as of now. Some people live for sports, or acting, or music, or poetry, or their art. I happen to live on fantasy crap. So sue me. There are worse obsessions.
Sara (freshman on my bus) thought Shadowfax was hella cool, squealed in the theater when the wargs attacked the horses, and revealed to me that all the riders who portrayed the Ringwraiths in Fellowship are women. Apparently Legolas T2T bookmarks, which I couldn't find in the RMHS library, are available at Wood's library, but I was too wussy to waltz into some random middle school (though it is my bus stop) and grab their bookmarks.
I was talking to Lianna before school in the library and apparently her dad used to read it to her, but only got as far as Rivendell because she was creeped out by the Nazgul. She has not yet seen the new movie.
I was disappointed. Someone tore out the LotR and Harry Potter article from the library's issue of Teen People.
Andrew Durfor covered his ears in front of me, because he didn't want to hear about our (read: my) horrible stat survey project, but I was just going to talk about LotR. He thought that Andrew Serkis should win Best Supporting Actor for his role as Gollum, horses really shouldn't be running down a 78 degree angle incline, and Gandalf should cast some cool fireballs.
Rob thought it was strange that a city as big as Edoras had only 300 men at arms and that elves from Lothlorien could arrive at Helms' Deep within half a day.
Nick B was repulsed when I brought up LotR as a subject and hid in the boys' bathroom. See, really, LotR is the only interesting thing in my life as of now. Some people live for sports, or acting, or music, or poetry, or their art. I happen to live on fantasy crap. So sue me. There are worse obsessions.
Sara (freshman on my bus) thought Shadowfax was hella cool, squealed in the theater when the wargs attacked the horses, and revealed to me that all the riders who portrayed the Ringwraiths in Fellowship are women. Apparently Legolas T2T bookmarks, which I couldn't find in the RMHS library, are available at Wood's library, but I was too wussy to waltz into some random middle school (though it is my bus stop) and grab their bookmarks.
Here's a stupid Martz story for those of you who care to add to your collection (I know there is one somewhere.) Being virtually the only one in 6th period physics who blogs, I consider myself an important contributor.
Okay.. we were watching a video about the Hoover Dam, you know, about the dam construction, the dam workers, the dam canyon, and just the whole dam project. So Mr. Martz turns on the tv and there's this guy with a guitar and another guy doing a crazy dance. And so he's reminded of:
"Last night I was watching an infomercial, and you know it was a bad infomercial because it was on really late at night. And they were selling guitars, only the guy selling it wasn't famous or anything. He was really weird, and he was wearing all black, with black sunglasses, and one of those black hats Zorro wears. You know, with the flat tops and the flat brims."
The end.
Okay.. we were watching a video about the Hoover Dam, you know, about the dam construction, the dam workers, the dam canyon, and just the whole dam project. So Mr. Martz turns on the tv and there's this guy with a guitar and another guy doing a crazy dance. And so he's reminded of:
"Last night I was watching an infomercial, and you know it was a bad infomercial because it was on really late at night. And they were selling guitars, only the guy selling it wasn't famous or anything. He was really weird, and he was wearing all black, with black sunglasses, and one of those black hats Zorro wears. You know, with the flat tops and the flat brims."
The end.
Monday, December 30, 2002
Nick has something like this on his blog. I wonder if that's where he got it from. Oh, the strip is from Clan of the Cats, a Wiccan webcomic. No, I'm not normally given to perusing pagan fiction, but it's quite good.
See, yesterday I was told that I'd be going to a barbecue. I was wondering how Uncle Jim would manage a barbecue at the tail end of December. I thought maybe it was one of those joke 'summer in winter' theme party things or something. But no, it was just a hotpot.
Those Chinese things where you set a pot of boiling water on a portable heater on the top of the table, and everyone sits around and tosses raw stuff into it, like thin slices of beef, stuffed fishballs, squid, shrimp, tofu, tofu skin, leafy vegetables, carrots, taro root, and noodles. You can ladle it up again from the water when it's cooked with a little wire net (there are different nets and different chopsticks for the raw and cooked foods). And you put it in your bowl, which is filled with a sauce of some sort, though at some hotpots you can crack an egg into your bowl, so that when you put the hot food into your bowl and stir it into the yolk, it cooks the egg, and you have a sort of batter on your food.
I still like barbecues better. For one thing, hotpots make me feel rather discombobulated hanging out with a bunch of old Chinese people.
Those Chinese things where you set a pot of boiling water on a portable heater on the top of the table, and everyone sits around and tosses raw stuff into it, like thin slices of beef, stuffed fishballs, squid, shrimp, tofu, tofu skin, leafy vegetables, carrots, taro root, and noodles. You can ladle it up again from the water when it's cooked with a little wire net (there are different nets and different chopsticks for the raw and cooked foods). And you put it in your bowl, which is filled with a sauce of some sort, though at some hotpots you can crack an egg into your bowl, so that when you put the hot food into your bowl and stir it into the yolk, it cooks the egg, and you have a sort of batter on your food.
I still like barbecues better. For one thing, hotpots make me feel rather discombobulated hanging out with a bunch of old Chinese people.
Had dinner with my sisters and brothers-in-law on Christmas Eve.
You know how people are all nostalgic for home cooking?
Well, I'm not.
But all the giving of useless gifts was heartwarming ("It warms the cockles of my heart!") and amusing. Let's see. My parents got (see, except for me, all the giving and receiving was done in pairs, based on the couple) ... a pair of glass winebottle stoppers and some perfume. Stella and Jonathan got... a belt that didn't fit Stella, a cookbook, and a pair of pink handblown glass Christmas ornaments. Maggie and Dong got... a belt for Maggie that she hasn't tried on yet, and some other random glass things (more bottle stoppers, I think? Maybe they were covers for something). I got a wooden jewelry box for jewelry I don't have, and Trivial Pursuit, which I have no one to play with.
None of this will actually be used.
Still. A nice thought.
You know how people are all nostalgic for home cooking?
Well, I'm not.
But all the giving of useless gifts was heartwarming ("It warms the cockles of my heart!") and amusing. Let's see. My parents got (see, except for me, all the giving and receiving was done in pairs, based on the couple) ... a pair of glass winebottle stoppers and some perfume. Stella and Jonathan got... a belt that didn't fit Stella, a cookbook, and a pair of pink handblown glass Christmas ornaments. Maggie and Dong got... a belt for Maggie that she hasn't tried on yet, and some other random glass things (more bottle stoppers, I think? Maybe they were covers for something). I got a wooden jewelry box for jewelry I don't have, and Trivial Pursuit, which I have no one to play with.
None of this will actually be used.
Still. A nice thought.
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