I must be a vampire
A lot of my good friends don't know a lot of my other good friends. This presents problems quite frequently, when I attempt to explain the mysterious good friend to the good friend who is asking about them. Dang, I know that sentence wasn't confusing at all.
The reason I bring this up is because I wanted to write about my wonderful friend William Glennie. Then I realized that some people don't even know who he is. This is, of course, operating under the belief that people actually read this thing. As this belief is most likely entirely false, this entire exposition section would be unnecessary. But. I shall proceed.
SO. Since some of you don't know Will I shall attempt to explain our crazy but fantastic relationship. Last year sometime Will started calling me a vampire, I honestly forget why. But he started doing that, and I found it positively hilarious. You have to understand that I love Will, and he is horribly mean to me all the time. But it isn't really him being mean. Because he and I know that we are close and great friends, so we just have a great time flinging shit at each other. Hence him starting the vampire thing. Will also did such endearing things as start a 'Helmet Fund' for me, which entailed him carrying a styrofoam cup around the halls of school and asking people for spare change to buy Bri a helmet. I thought it was hilarious. Other people were shocked and rather embarrassed and didn't know how to respond. But Will is amazing. We always have a fantastic time together, even when he's calling me a vampire and making blood sucking noises at me, while I call him a man whore and tell him to shove off. I can also have serious discussions with Will. He has given me some great advice in the past, and never judges me no matter what I tell him.
I am thinking about Will tonight because it is 2:16 AM and I'm wide awake. I also slept until 3PM this afternoon, after staying up until 4AM the previous night. This led me to ponder why I have such strange nocturnal habits. And then all of a sudden Will's voice popped into my head saying 'Well it's obvious. You're a blood sucking vampire, that's all." And then I had my own little laugh down here in my basement. And my cat (who I have been smuggling in the house at night because he is old and I feel bad for him, but he's not technically allowed to be in here) woke up at the sound of my chortling and gave me a withering glare. Which made me laugh more. And then I decided I just had to write about Will and our vampire joke.
I don't think anyone ever will find mine and Will's humor as funny as the two of us do. But I'm quite content with that.
Now I'm going to go skulk around my extremely dark and quiet house looking for something to eat. And attempt to not wake up my family like I did last night when I knocked over an entire pitcher of water onto the wood floor. Yea, a loud clanging sound at 3 in the morning isn't really a great way to get on your mom's good side.
G'night kids.
The reason I bring this up is because I wanted to write about my wonderful friend William Glennie. Then I realized that some people don't even know who he is. This is, of course, operating under the belief that people actually read this thing. As this belief is most likely entirely false, this entire exposition section would be unnecessary. But. I shall proceed.
SO. Since some of you don't know Will I shall attempt to explain our crazy but fantastic relationship. Last year sometime Will started calling me a vampire, I honestly forget why. But he started doing that, and I found it positively hilarious. You have to understand that I love Will, and he is horribly mean to me all the time. But it isn't really him being mean. Because he and I know that we are close and great friends, so we just have a great time flinging shit at each other. Hence him starting the vampire thing. Will also did such endearing things as start a 'Helmet Fund' for me, which entailed him carrying a styrofoam cup around the halls of school and asking people for spare change to buy Bri a helmet. I thought it was hilarious. Other people were shocked and rather embarrassed and didn't know how to respond. But Will is amazing. We always have a fantastic time together, even when he's calling me a vampire and making blood sucking noises at me, while I call him a man whore and tell him to shove off. I can also have serious discussions with Will. He has given me some great advice in the past, and never judges me no matter what I tell him.
I am thinking about Will tonight because it is 2:16 AM and I'm wide awake. I also slept until 3PM this afternoon, after staying up until 4AM the previous night. This led me to ponder why I have such strange nocturnal habits. And then all of a sudden Will's voice popped into my head saying 'Well it's obvious. You're a blood sucking vampire, that's all." And then I had my own little laugh down here in my basement. And my cat (who I have been smuggling in the house at night because he is old and I feel bad for him, but he's not technically allowed to be in here) woke up at the sound of my chortling and gave me a withering glare. Which made me laugh more. And then I decided I just had to write about Will and our vampire joke.
I don't think anyone ever will find mine and Will's humor as funny as the two of us do. But I'm quite content with that.
Now I'm going to go skulk around my extremely dark and quiet house looking for something to eat. And attempt to not wake up my family like I did last night when I knocked over an entire pitcher of water onto the wood floor. Yea, a loud clanging sound at 3 in the morning isn't really a great way to get on your mom's good side.
G'night kids.