Thursday, February 03, 2005
Blind Date
You know Nicholas has hit rock bottom when you see him up for grabs on Class 95's blind dates page.
Ah well, old fencing allegiances and all that, he's really tall ladies, and he's got the whole squinty-eyed grunty-caveman bad-boy routine down pat. And he's thirty this year, not twenty-nine. His weapon of choice is the epee, although he looks and acts more the sort you don't want to meet in a dark alley with a wallet full of money.
Ha. I'm sure he's irresistable now to 90% of the female population.
So go right ahead, go get poked by him. Heh.
*****
Thirty six hours on thirty minutes sleep.
No joke.
I dunno if it made me a little hyperemotional, but I had a little panic attack this afternoon at mid-day after certain revelations were made.
Hyperventilate.
Shiver.
Okay, it wasn't the sleep deprivation, I'm still getting runs of cardiac arrhythmias just thinking about it. Bad arrhythmias.
Where's my passport again...
Ah well, old fencing allegiances and all that, he's really tall ladies, and he's got the whole squinty-eyed grunty-caveman bad-boy routine down pat. And he's thirty this year, not twenty-nine. His weapon of choice is the epee, although he looks and acts more the sort you don't want to meet in a dark alley with a wallet full of money.
Ha. I'm sure he's irresistable now to 90% of the female population.
So go right ahead, go get poked by him. Heh.
*****
Thirty six hours on thirty minutes sleep.
No joke.
I dunno if it made me a little hyperemotional, but I had a little panic attack this afternoon at mid-day after certain revelations were made.
Hyperventilate.
Shiver.
Okay, it wasn't the sleep deprivation, I'm still getting runs of cardiac arrhythmias just thinking about it. Bad arrhythmias.
Where's my passport again...
