Yet another convo between my conscience and I
"Dude, you're eating too much ice cream"
"So, who cares??"
"You're gonna get fat!"
"Very, very, very fat!"
"Oh, shut up."
"Don't come whining back to me when you get overweight..."
"blah, blah, blah"
"Are you listening to me, young man/lady/whatever you are!?!??"
"fine, no treat!"
*looks down at his ice cream and then at his conscience and shrugs* "...um, ok..."
*conscience throws a temper tantrum-"I DON'T WANT TO BE FAT!"*
"Eh, too bad for you..."
"GAAAAAAAAAH, I HATE YOU!" *Exit stage right*
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bother, that wasn't as amusing at I thought it'd turn out to be. Probably 'cause I had to change it to avoid using the "all girls are afraid to be fat" sterotype. Eh, yeah, no offense, if anyone out there who reads this is offended by that sterotype... Will post it anyways...
The pool party today was ok... I thought it was going to rain, but nooooooo, the stupid sun had to come out anyways (No, Lady, he was not in a closet. Then again, I don't even know what gender it really is...). Anyhow, Nick and Mark had tried to dump me into the pool (well, everyone else was already in, 'cept for a few girls chatting happily about bras and such. Was tempted to stay and listen and maybe learn something, but, well, sitting there eventually made me uncomfortable.) and they failed the first time, I was able to twist sideways and so they went in ^_____^ (well, they had planned that we would all go in together, but like... water is still too wet for my liking). Anyways, they got me the second time by picking me up and dropping me in. So I went swimming, shirt, underwear, jeans and all... an interesting experience. I stayed in until food was served, when I climbed out, dripped water all over the place, and was wet. At least it wasn't too cold.... Jeans do not dry fast enough.
Hmmm, then there were several games of foozball (gah, how DO you spell that!?), one which I beat Lily at... followed by going in, and me playing Maddie at Ping Pong and not doing too badly. I need to get the table into the house and practice or something, would be cool ^^ and then play han someday and lose badly. Mark was the only other person who consistently dealt out spinning returns/serves... Although Christine had really fast serves/returns sometimes when they went in... think she would have done better had she been playing more seriously...
The word of the day for ping pong was apparently "cleavage". I dunno~ Was cheerfully ignorant and decided not to try to understand what they were trying to do (eh, we were playing doubles, brian and I vs. christine and kristel). (Yes, I eventually figured it [it being the random shouts of "cleavage"] out, but yeah, it was weird)
okey, enough of pool party ramblings...
IBCorner: I'm installing the actual livejournal source code at the moment, all of the other server/background stuff is more or less in there, I think. Hopefully the re-welcome e-mails will go out before 1 AM.
If you weren't a member and you want to be one, check with me, and I'll think about it. If you were able to read the most recent locked entry marked "close friends" then most likely I'll just say yes. If not, well, yeah, we'll see. Oh, and keep in mind, it's really more or less a private server, the majority of people from RMHS and in the IB Program. ::muses and then decides that he really must adds a "Mature Users Only" sign somewhere ^.- ::