The only reason I can think of that makes my blog prettier than Becca's is the Dallen. Seriously, dragons make everything better; books, video games, blogs, awkward first dates, opera, music videos, other dragons and on the rare occasion, sex.
I think I'm the one on top since I'm all about breathing fire.
The other night I didn't go to bed until after the sun was up. I was all one...more...chapter...oh it's 8:30 in the am and Harry won the book. Hmm I should probably sleep or something huh? It's all fun an games until someone pulls an all nighter that doesn't involve any sex whatsoever. I know. I am lame. But I mostly blame Becca.
You see, I put on a late night movie to send me into the arms of Morpheus, when suddenly Becca comes back from karaoke fro her friend's birthday. I was polite and paused the movie, like I usually do. You know, to be polite. And the next thing I know it's 4 hours later, Becca's making soup and I still haven't finished the last 15minutes of Appleseed. Of course it's probably more my own damn fault that I decided to read a Jim Butcher book after that. It's crack for fantasy geeks.
But seriously Becca is good people. 4 months later and I still find myself unbelievably lucky that I randomly ended up with the people I did. I do have a bad habit of telling anyone who's interested my entire life story, but so far I've avoided it. But it's not often I get to talk about the stuff that happened in Parry Sound that summer. It those kind of nights that make thinking about leaving Guelph difficult. Even if it may be the best thing for me. Bah, I'll cross that bridge when I come to it.
Chipmunks!
Speaking of chipmunks, Aubrey leaves in like 2 days or some shit! That blows! Mostly cause she's such a pushover and can be convinced to go out on a moment's notice to join the drunk people in whatever dumbass plan we have created. Oh and the burping, "that's what she said", and the fact that when she's terribly cruel and mean to me it makes everyone else living in the house amused and happy (and me cry myself to sleep and die a little inside, but nobody really cares about that).
But in all seriousness, we're going to miss her. She's good people. Even if she doesn't do anything with her hair.
And we do get another roommate, and so far that's been good this year, so I'm game. Rumor has it Meg is pretty cool. SHE BETTER BE OR WE"RE GOING TO MAKE HER LIFE A LIVING HELL MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! I hope she's good people.
Our requirements aren't that bad, if you like any kind of science fiction, drinking and karaoke, you'll fit right in. It's just that I don't get to cackle evilly often.
Music! I've been getting into this band called "The Pretty Reckless" a heckuva lot lately. It has ALMOST nothing to do with he fact that the lead singer is a smoking hot blond who likes to get gothed up. Doesn't usually do it for me, but there it is. I'm pretty much good for anyone who can sit down with a guitar and belt a song out. And boy can she belt. I bet she and Lysee would get along great!
I need to practice more. I have no idea why I find it so difficult some days. It might have something to do with the fact that I don't have a computer and really like the instructional videos on Youtube. It could be because I've kinda been pissing away my days doing nothing lately. Bah. I'm not motivated lately and I hate it when I get like this.
Today is Thursday. Tomorrow is Friday. Friday is the going away party for Ombre. We're going to tear the fucking roof off the goddamn house. Like Halloween except I won't show up 4 hours after the party's started. Drunk stories to come!
That's me. If you don’t drink, then all of your stories suck, and end with, “And then I got home".
First poem I ever memorized was from a book of dragon poems.
ReplyDeleteThe dragon raged with flame and fire
He blew it down his nose
But the poor old soul was quite cross eyed
And burnt off all his toes.
dragons doing it always make me giggle
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