Plus you're damn yummy...
Hello, readers. It's me again, however if that surprised you even a little I'm genuinely disappointed. Who else would I be? Surely not the ice cream man or that guy who accepts UPS packages addressed to you without telling you. No, no. I'm just that guy spouting off about events in life and stories that touch home with me.
Yeah! I love this song. It kind of pays to type with the radio on.
I lied. I'll give you a minute to collect yourselves, maybe give you a second to get back in your chair as I hit you with that knowledge bomb. No, not about the radio.
Remember me saying I had a reason to get up in the morning this week. Actually, that part was in blue... Okay, maybe you remember me saying- oh, nevermind I'll just do this.
Okay, here we go... remember me saying I had a reason to get up in the morning this week? You do? Oh, I like you regular audience. You have such a good memory.
Well, she has yet to call and it seems I am losing hope. I want her to call. I want her to call SO bad... Thus is my life. We have so much fun together. I do anyway, and she wouldn't keep making plans with me if she didn't. Logic +1.
I had an epiphany a minute ago though. For all the time I waste wishing we'd get together... "relationship-wise"... I have almost nothing to offer her. There is pretty much no reason she would ever want to be with me, none that I can think of anyhow. I'd probably end up dragging her down if we started dating...
Yeah! Another good song, I'm on fire tonight "radio wise".
Okay, me and some of the guys... one of my friends and I are currently working on ROBO-NERD-CON 2009. It's not exactly a convention per se... It, right now, is a gathering of : Magic: the gathering players, D&D players, Rifts players, anime fans, manga fans, and video game fans. Plus it will include the event, "Twitch's dream". I don't want to give too much away... Anyway it's just a getting together for people to play games with different people. Yes, I know... a little dorky but, it works for me... hence the name ROBO-NERD-CON.
Gotta go now... If you read this, comment. It's creepy not knowing who some of you are... It's like being fully aware of a peeping tom but not being able to see them. So, you peep back and see a pair of binoculars sticking out of window blinds and a silhouette of the perpetrator but no face. Actually, I'll just work my old system of "comment if you feel like it, if not then maybe next time..."
I've got my eye on you non-regular readers! Keep your mitts off of my blue text.
~Kujo~
