Sunday, August 30, 2009

On the Most Worthy Subject of Birthdays!

Briiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiidget!!!!!!! Surprise! :D

(Scroll down if you lack intelligence)

(Because if you were smart, I wouldn't need to tell you that)


*sings* For Bridget!!! :D

O Tweevil mine Twemo, the thought of thee inspires
Full pages and pages, why, simply reams of sheer nonsense!
For in my head a weeping yet commanding voice desires
Me to write of our adventures through the strangeness of adolescence!

When thou wert young, and I younger even than you
We met as of old in a Roman forum
(Or was it Greeks? Remind me, Tweevil, do!
But if we can’t keep ‘em straight, why then, let’s war ‘em!)

“Horses rock!” I boldly cried!
“Elwing,” myster’ously you replied
Our Pm’er we killed, or perhaps he just died
Our PCs were sluggish with a virus inside
40 pm’s in a day, and twenty posts besides!
And forget not poems of drowning out with the tide!
We read each other’s everything; if they said we didn’t, they lied
We plotted sneaking out at night, and unicorns to ride
We spoke of putting mustard on onions that are fried
(Well, perhaps not that, but we’da ruled the world long ago if our time we didn’t bide!)
And I’d do it all again, with my Tweevil by my side!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BRIDGET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Facebook statuses can become quite interesting...when they're mine, that is!

At times I as in the essential me loves myself more than I as in the non-essential me loves myself, however, it's a belief I have firm knowledge of that at some times that are quite out of the ordinary, I as in the essential me loves myself less... than the non-essential me. I think both are called deprsssion, actually. But at the moment... *gaspeth* Both the essential and non-essential me are profoundly united in loving myself!