I've channeling Eric Matthews, courtesy of your Boy Meets World reference. Probably my favorite show of all time. ALL TIME and it's not on DVD!!!!! The good seasons anyway. I even signed a petition once to get them on DVD, but nothing came of it. It makes me so sad. I only have my memories now, and we all know those will be gone soon. But I do remember the coconut stand, and I think opening our own is probably the best idea you've ever had. I also remember from that episode when Cory discovers he can get people paged at the resort. "Paging Dr. Pudding! Dr. Chocolate Pudding!" Classic Cory. Which reminds me of Alec Baldwin on Friends, two minutes after meeting Ross.... "We should get going." "[snicker] Classic Ross!"
I would like you to know that I got hardcore hit on this afternoon. Normally I would not mention this, but he was such a fascinating specimen. Let me describe to you why this is. He made sure to mention, in our 10 minutes together, that he was against religion. He then proceeded to tell me that he almost converted to Islam to date his Muslim friend, but then learned he wouldn't be allowed to date her because he's white, so he sold his Quran. He then almost purchased a book about Celtic spirits for his mother, and then told me he's saving up to buy a crystal ball for his father, who wants one so that he can improve his skills in magic and fortune telling. He's also a poetry minor, which is completely unrelated.
I would so love to go to Sweden with you. No joke. This is the most non-joking I have ever been. I will start saving up right now if you're serious.
You're going to live! .....sort of.
I love you.... sort of.
It's a boy! ............sort of.
I think you are so beautiful. I love you for who you are, so so soooo much. So does Jesus. And I know that you and your future husband are going to be the most....interesting couple I know.
I'm reading a book about the crimes of Paris. I can't tell you how fascinating it is. I am going to type out a bit of it so you can get a taste of what I'm learning: "Parisians' appetite for entertainment that reflected their fascination with the underworld found its fullest satisfaction at the Theatre du Grand-Guignol. Located at the end of Montmartre's rue Chaptal, the tiny theater presented a series of short, gruesome plays each night, alternating comedy and horror. The fare was not for the squeamish, for the creators of the Grand-Guignol brought incredible realism to grotesque special effects, regaling audiences with stabbings, ax murders, gouged-out eyes, torture, acid throwing, amputations, mutilations, and rape. Indeed, there was no outrage that the Grand-Guignol shrank from attempting to depict. Because of the theater's small size, the spectators were often sprayed with 'blood' as well... Playwright Andre de Lourde... had from an early age listened to the sounds of suffering from his father's patients. He had also developed a morbid fear of death, which his father tried unsuccessfully to cure by making him sit vigil over his dead grandmother's body... De Lourde called his works 'slices of death' ... Success was measured by the number of audience members who fainted or threw up. The advertising for the show noted that there was always a doctor in attendance. Increasing the opportunity for stimulation, the bar at the theater served a special drink called Mariani wine, which contained, among other things, cocaine." WHAT A CLASSY JOINT!!!!
Skipper
Ointment
Strongbad
Sheldon
Leonard
Raj Koothrappali
Howard
Chaz
Chuckie
Jammalammadingdong
Invisible - Clay Aiken
Rachael's and my montage of creepy songs... the ULTIMATE creepy song
The Cheeseburger Song
Baby Got Back
Pokeface, Glee version
Achy Breaky Heart
You better come see me soon,
Becca
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