October 28, 2004

I Have Returned

Hey everybody out there, I'm back. It's been a while, I know, but hey, even I need some time off, y'know? So chill, I'm posting again.

This past weekend was more fun than watchin' two crazed weasels go at it in a burlap sack. The six-hour drive was a pain in the ass, though. And as much as I'm glad to be back home, I miss Katie. She's so... I don't know... different. She's completely unlike any other woman I know.

We were playing "Truth or Dare" one night with the deck (I know, it's not the REAL game, but it works) and me being adenturous, I picked a dare. She read the card: "Tell your partner what you love about them." Well, easy enough, huh? The first answer that popped into my head: everything, duh! But I had to be serious about it.

So, what do I love about her?

Her hair
Her eyes
Her smile
The way she laughs

And that's all I'm sharing with y'all, dear readers. Only she and I know the rest of the list.

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Something in the way she moves
Attracts me like no other lover
Something in the way she woos me

I don't want to leave her now
You know I believe her now

Somewhere in her smile she knows
That I don't need no other lover
Something in her style that shows me

Don't want to leave her now
You know I believe her now

You're asking me will my love grow
I don't know, I don't know
You stick around now it may show
I don't know, I don't know

Something in the way she knows
And all I have to do is think of her
Something in the things she shows me

Don't want to leave her now
You know I believe her now

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October 15, 2004

Seven days to go...

It's been one week since you looked at me
Cocked your head to the side and said "I'm angry"
Five days since you laughed at me saying
"Get that together come back and see me"
Three days since the living room
I realized it's all my fault, but couldn't tell you
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
but it'll still be two days till I say I'm sorry

Hold it now and watch the hoodwink
As I make you stop, think
You'll think you're looking at Aquaman
I summon fish to the dish, although I like the Chalet Swiss
I like the sushi
'cause it's never touched a frying pan
Hot like wasabe when I bust rhymes
Big like LeAnn Rimes
Because I'm all about value
Bert Kaempfert's got the mad hits
You try to match wits, you try to hold me but I bust through
Gonna make a break and take a fake
I'd like a stinkin achin shake
I like vanilla, it's the finest of the flavours
Gotta see the show, cause then you'll know
The vertigo is gonna grow
Cause it's so dangerous,
you'll have to sign a waiver

How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad
Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can't understand what I mean?
Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of taking off my shirt

It's been one week since you looked at me
Threw your arms in the air
and said "You're crazy"
Five days since you tackled me
I've still got the rug burns on both my knees
It's been three days since the afternoon
You realized it's not my fault
not a moment too soon
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
And now I sit back and wait til you say you're sorry

Chickity China the Chinese chicken
You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin'
Watchin' X-Files with no lights on
We're dans la maison
I hope the Smoking Man's in this one
Like Harrison Ford I'm getting frantic
Like Sting I'm tantric
Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy

Like Kurasawa I make mad films
Okay, I don't make films
But if I did they'd have a Samurai
Gonna get a set a' better clubs
Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs
Just so my irons aren't always flying off the back-swing
Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon
'Cause the cartoon has got the boom anime babes
That make me think the wrong thing

How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad
Tryin' hard not to smile though I feel bad
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can't understand what I mean?
Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of losing my shirt

It's been one week since you looked at me
Dropped your arms to your sides
and said "I'm sorry"
Five days since I laughed at you and said
"You just did just what I thought you were gonna do"
Three days since the living room
We realized we're both to blame,
but what could we do?
Yesterday you just smiled at me
Cause it'll still be two days till we say we're sorry

It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry
It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry
Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie

October 12, 2004

Baby, I'm back!

I haven't updated because I've been sick. Mom says it's just my usual seasonal allergies, and I'm inclined to believe her. After all, it is October, and the sudden change from "72 and Sunny" to "wear a jacket out there" probably has something to do with my congestion, hacking cough, sore throat, occassional fever, and general malaise. Of course, I think it's got something to do with the fact that I've been taking care of a sick friend.

So, while I've been ill, I've had a chance to discover things. For example:

A dog will smile at you even if you call her a stupid mutt.

Frederick's of Hollywood has a plus size department.

People take me too seriously.

People take themselves too seriously.

Not all women writers write romance novels or horror stories or children's books.

George Carlin has to be one of the funniest comedians of all time.

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Let me address one of the above-mentioned items. People take me far too seriously sometimes. Yes, I've spent a lot of time talking to Katie about this. And yes, she is aware of my feelings. She's gotten many concerns from people she knows, and she's informed me of them. So, to alleviate all of your fears, I have no intention of meeting her except as friends. If things progress from there, great! A relationship develops. If things don't progress from there, then we're already friends, so we'll stay friends. It's just that simple, folks.

It's almost 4 am, so I'm going to go to bed now.

October 03, 2004

Alright, already!

Some of you who have read this (and you know who you are) are taking this whole thing WAY too seriously. Honestly, there's nothing that pisses me off more than people who treat me like I'm a damned child. I know what I'm doing, I've been there before. I've learned a LOT from my mistakes. I'm not going to get too involved with her before we actually get a chance to meet face to face. I'm meeting her as a friend, that's it. If it evolves from there, fine. If it doesn't, then it was a damn good sight-seeing trip.

I use this site as a means of having a personal space to let myself "think out loud". I understand it's a public site. I understand that this will be read by many. I don't understand why people think it's right to criticize me for having feelings. None of you (save for one or two) even know me. So why judge me?

Is it wrong for a person to be happy?