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You BASTARD!!






This is a sad day.

Well now, this will be brief because I have limited time between now and when I have to leave and babysit the nephew, but no bother, this will be a part 1. I would just start later, but I wanted my lady to have a pleasant surprise of an LJ update when she got home this afternoon from the beach. Speaking of which, it's been a while since I updated, and don't know where to start, but I will say this will be a mostly (nay, all!) beach related update.
So then, onward and upward. The beach trip was amazing, destroying previous year's trips by leaps and bounds. There can't really be any other explanation other than



Mm, pretty lady.
We split the week between my parents' house and her dad's, and both were pretty much great. We didn't get lost on the way down, only on the way back to my folks from her pop's house.
Halfway through the week my lady got sick and trouncing was no longer an option, and this made us both very sad pandas. However, despite this setback, I can honestly say it was maybe the best week we've had together yet in our (as of today) four months together. The phrase 'love each other more' seemed odd to me, because I felt like we had been doing so gradually over the last four months, but this week it skyrocketed. I can't remember ever being this comfortable around anyone, nor this addicted to anyone.
Much fun happened that I'd be happy to report on but I must be going at the moment. Also there was much about the weekend that I would love to share but


well...I don't think I'm allowed.

Just kidding you bi-atches, I don't want to share it either :)
Ta for now, as always, stay listening.

Whitney is making me write this. She's sitting right next to me. This isn't the real one. The real one is coming soon. When she's not here. Well, where to begin...So this weekend kicked ass, aside from unforseen...discomfort on Saturday, and the dreadfulness of driving to Hampton VA in awful fourth of July traffic. But anyways, spending a weekend in a hotel alone with my darling was about as amazing as you can imagine. Especially since we haven't spent the night together in about a frickin month. But anyway, I think the most important development was the revelation! Yes, after years of disatisfaction and general lonliness, I finally had the balls to say the way I felt about the lady currently in my life. After telling someone you love them for the first time, one of the things you definitely don't want to happen is for that person to not say anything...for...well...a long time. However, one of the things you definitely do want to happen is for that person to then inform you that they are trying not to cry (the good kind of crying). So needless to say, it turned out tres well, and I think even more doors of comfort and being content have now been opened.
And then there was Monday. WOW.
Can't place a time in my head where I had a greater night...a three and a half hour night ;) I didn't think it was possible to move a bed literally across a room while you were actually on the bed itself, but I guess I've got a lot to learn. Let's just say, at least from my perspective, the bar's been set pretty high, but I have a feeling expectations will be dashed to pieces in the future, despite how high they already are.
I would get more graphic, but people may actually read this.
More on this as it develops...if you're lucky, bwahahaha

Seacrest out.

Wrapped in a shroud of mystery, they are nocturnal by nature, but are forced by nature to walk the ruins of their Terra.

He listens to soul music




she listens to electronica




He digs calamari. She digs jumbalaya.

What's that? Sounds like a match born of the Randmoniter? WRONG! Turns out that beneath this veiled, superficial sheet of music and food, these two are more like a conglomoration of omnipotent awesomeness. Their connective bond is so powerful, that it creates magnetic pulses that threaten the very balance of our solar system. And even where they are opposites...well perhaps you are not familiar with the concept of Yin and Yang, but basically it equals total harmony.

Constantly at battle with whether or not to use their amazing powers for good or evil, they have at least the sublime comfort of each other's company. So even when they their character is ambiguous, they can call back to that great line, "Sometimes I'm good, but when I'm bad I'm even better."

They also possess supreme ninja skills. For example, turn around.





BOOYA!

What you need to know is thus;
He devours worlds
She reins eternal majesties
They are unstoppable
and They are One.

Some of you may have recently been fooled by my girlfriend’s livejournal entry. …
This is what she looked like after tricking you all



Here’s the real story.
We are the pages of Pohick library, our official titles being Internal Materials Redistributors. Our job is about as important as the underpants gnomes on South Park. We love our job about as much as we love getting our taints waxed. Which in case you were wondering is tremendously.
This is our boss



Not only is he fair and accommodating, but he’s also dreamy. And he has read every book in the library. Twice.

This is Stephie G.




She’s elusive and mysterious. And she’s in better shape than Lance Armstrong, which is odd because he was born a genetic anomaly, created by Jesus God as the apex of human fitness potential.

This is Oshi



She likes to laugh…a lot…like a lot a lot. Her official position is Queen of Keeping Paul and I from Doing things so Stupid that they would Get us Fired.

Speaking of which, this is Paul



He’s smarter than most of us, and he’s the only surviving member of our staff to have traveled up the clocktower without snipering bystanders below. He’s the kind of guy who will ask you how much money you would pay to be raped by Michael Clark Duncan.



All of the relationships at Pohick are based on two things: love, and lies. Mostly gay love though, as shown here



and here



and here



You can’t see me in this picture. But believe me…I’m down there somewhere.

Anyway, we rule, and that’s the real story of pohick library.

Uh-oh,



my hot girlfriend (that you wish you had) is telling me I’ve said too much.
FORGET EVERYTHING YOU JUST READ!!!

Sorry, tonight is going to be very scatterbrained.

To start off with, I am such a dumbass. I honestly don't know where my brain goes sometimes. I can go from one minute to the next and forget or allow important, pressing items to become muddled. It takes very little, and the biggest problem with it is how soon I realize my stupidity. It can literally be minutes later. Actually, the worst part is how much effort and detail I put into planning things sometimes, only to have the aforementioned happen.*
FUCK

Anywho, on to lighter things, well not lighter, just happier i suppose, but with great value and wieght...
I had an experience last night, one that I sort of wish had been in person, but I will take what I can get in this rediculously frantic world that we abide. Among other things, I have never been more thrilled to be called 'strange' by any other human being on any other instance in my entire life. The connotation in which it was said was awesome, and the statement, in concurrence with others, literally blew me away. Had I been standing up, I would have been knocked to the ground last night. Simple as that.

I don't think I have ever wanted to get to know someone faster than I want to get to know her. The deeper I go, the more exponentially my intrigue and desire increases. Usually it is more satisfying to pick up little pieces along the way, before you really really get to know someone. But right now, and I don't think this has ever happened before, the only thing I can think is more, more, more. I'm so fucking hooked right now, I wish her essence could just wash over me like a wave, and I could know everything about her all at once.
It is a truly cool, if not anticipation-fueling, feeling.

*I an currently looking forward with bated breath for a day tomorrow that will consist, with any luck, of myself being graced by her presence for the majority of the hours that I am awake. I also have a question for her that I wanted to ask, but I suppose is important enough to wait till tomorrow.

OK, well this is my first lj entry, and i'm falling asleep as i'm doing it, so i guess the most important thing that's blazing through my mind at the moment (and believe me, there are dozens) is the fact that there is no other one place i would rather be right now than right here.
meaning
tomorrow i will see my darling. the most beautiful girl in the world. i did not see her today, and resultingly, my day took a drastic downward effect than the elation i have experienced in the last few days...namely since oh i don't know...thursday or so.
oh yeah, and here's the kicker. i get to see her once, oh yeah, then at work, then oh yes, afterwards, for god knows how long! you can empty your 'envy' slips right here.

essentially:
if you are not me, and by that i mean me in the last seven days or so, then you are not as lucky, and you are among the bottom of the rung, as least lucky in the world.
:)