Oh, you thought I was joking didn't you?
8:26 AM 6/13/2006 · I've been missing 
Raven something fierce, to varying degrees, since I last saw her at BayCon. It's been driving me a bit coo·coo (not for Coco·Puffs) but I'm coping as best I can. I'd like to set something up, possibly bribing her with breakfasty treats or a big pot of coffee, but there's this little voice in the back of my head that keeps saying: not going to see her again till the 2007 event! That would suck...and not in the good way.
Speaking of
Raven, I was borderline warned of impending doom my way do to a case of mistaken age determination. After work Monday I went down to Lee's Comics, as I'd not been to any comic store in a lil' over 3 weeks, and chatted with
Brand while I was there. Due to something that happened there earlier, he had somehow gotten it into his head that she was 14 years old. Basically, he told me if this was the case he was going to have to hurt me. I informed him he was way offbase about this. He took me at my word and was about ready to leave it at that when I had the sudden inpulse to ask if he'd ever been with anyone under the age of consent, hoping to catch him for being a hypocrite. He responded very quickly with a decided negative which I felt the need to correct with 2 examples...although honestly I'm not 100% on one of them.
It was an easy oversight on his part, I suppose. Even after reminding him specifically of when I had introduced him to
Raven he still thought she was 14. As he put it: I've never been good at determining someone's age. So,
Raven...you will be forever jailbait to him!
Impulsive Filter
After awhile he locked up the store to head home, alluding (blatantly telling) what he had to look forward tonight. I ribbed him about that a bit and we walked up to the corner where he heads home and I'm off on my way when he let slip a comment about
Gwynne's technique.
I almost killed him right there.
In case this is not clear, let me make it so. I do not now, nor ever, want to know the details of
Brand's sex with
Gwynne. He incessantly brings it up even though he knows I don't want to hear about it, not too differently than when he spoiled Star Trek: First Contact for me, and seems clueless about this no matter how often I remind him. I've had sex in front of friends and watched some too but where
Brand's concerned I really don't even want to see the man naked ever. As to
Gwynne, the woman hates my guts to a disturbing, and unwarranted, degree. I certainly don't want to be picturing her naked, significantly more than I don't want to view him that way. That's not even covering the whole sex aspect.
*shudder*
I'm a very visual person with a barely restrained imagination. This is part of why when I'm reading a novel I barely notice anything going on around me, my head's too busy automatically building up landscapes and people and other assorted things; the more detailed the descriptions in a book the deeper I get lost in it. So, you can see the problem...right?
Although, as a parting shot, I did make a joke that even got him laughing (in a disturbed sort of way) regarding the tag I picked for
Gwynne and the technique he most often goes on about. I really hope he eventually lets my words sink in and stops because if he continues I see no reason not to declare unholy vengeance upon him.
Raven something fierce, to varying degrees, since I last saw her at BayCon. It's been driving me a bit coo·coo (not for Coco·Puffs) but I'm coping as best I can. I'd like to set something up, possibly bribing her with breakfasty treats or a big pot of coffee, but there's this little voice in the back of my head that keeps saying: not going to see her again till the 2007 event! That would suck...and not in the good way.
Speaking of
Raven, I was borderline warned of impending doom my way do to a case of mistaken age determination. After work Monday I went down to Lee's Comics, as I'd not been to any comic store in a lil' over 3 weeks, and chatted with
Brand while I was there. Due to something that happened there earlier, he had somehow gotten it into his head that she was 14 years old. Basically, he told me if this was the case he was going to have to hurt me. I informed him he was way offbase about this. He took me at my word and was about ready to leave it at that when I had the sudden inpulse to ask if he'd ever been with anyone under the age of consent, hoping to catch him for being a hypocrite. He responded very quickly with a decided negative which I felt the need to correct with 2 examples...although honestly I'm not 100% on one of them.
It was an easy oversight on his part, I suppose. Even after reminding him specifically of when I had introduced him to
Raven he still thought she was 14. As he put it: I've never been good at determining someone's age. So,
Raven...you will be forever jailbait to him!
Impulsive Filter
After awhile he locked up the store to head home, alluding (blatantly telling) what he had to look forward tonight. I ribbed him about that a bit and we walked up to the corner where he heads home and I'm off on my way when he let slip a comment about
Gwynne's technique.
I almost killed him right there.
In case this is not clear, let me make it so. I do not now, nor ever, want to know the details of
Brand's sex with
Gwynne. He incessantly brings it up even though he knows I don't want to hear about it, not too differently than when he spoiled Star Trek: First Contact for me, and seems clueless about this no matter how often I remind him. I've had sex in front of friends and watched some too but where
Brand's concerned I really don't even want to see the man naked ever. As to
Gwynne, the woman hates my guts to a disturbing, and unwarranted, degree. I certainly don't want to be picturing her naked, significantly more than I don't want to view him that way. That's not even covering the whole sex aspect.
*shudder*
I'm a very visual person with a barely restrained imagination. This is part of why when I'm reading a novel I barely notice anything going on around me, my head's too busy automatically building up landscapes and people and other assorted things; the more detailed the descriptions in a book the deeper I get lost in it. So, you can see the problem...right?
Although, as a parting shot, I did make a joke that even got him laughing (in a disturbed sort of way) regarding the tag I picked for
Gwynne and the technique he most often goes on about. I really hope he eventually lets my words sink in and stops because if he continues I see no reason not to declare unholy vengeance upon him.