AAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND HE'S BACK!!!!
That's right, after three months, five invasions to my home and environs by shiftily-pleasant cable installers, two or three angry phone calls, Eric is back on the net! Sex is awesome! Anyway, so much to say... Please feel free to scroll through all of this if you haven't gone ahead and erased my account yet, and then go and contract some sickle-cell anemia, ass.
First, this week: Saw a "real-live" CGI guy in AC Moore on the Avenue; nothing like him could possibly be natural. Got my six month raise and a bitchin travel raise for the astronomical gas prices. Still working in Gaithersburg for the big V, installing wires. Yeah. Been going to Ren Fest pretty much every weekend, and this past weekend, I saw a man. A wizard, in fact. There are some who call him ... Tim? It was awesome, because that's how he introduced himself when he caught me gawking.
Had to take Danielle to the emergency room the other day to try to convince them to test her for some serious health problems. She was bleeding at the time, so it was a legit visit, but St. Joes is the absolute worst hospital in the nation, so we got a guy that had "never done this before", "didn't even work here", and was a sexual preditor who spewed forth cancer accusations. So she's now trying to get a ride to Planned Parenthood this friday to get a pap smear, some birth control, and whatever else she can get them to do before her appointment with her real doctor in a month. Will was going to take her, but then had to do the movie thing, so Breanna taking the helm. Fun times.
So Sam's in love, I hear. Who'da thunk? In Danielle's words: "AAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!" Good luck to you sir, I say. Give her a taste of the good stuff. Whatever that might be. Right, herrmm.
Ok, that's all for now, but so much more to come. Just you wait.
That's right, after three months, five invasions to my home and environs by shiftily-pleasant cable installers, two or three angry phone calls, Eric is back on the net! Sex is awesome! Anyway, so much to say... Please feel free to scroll through all of this if you haven't gone ahead and erased my account yet, and then go and contract some sickle-cell anemia, ass.
First, this week: Saw a "real-live" CGI guy in AC Moore on the Avenue; nothing like him could possibly be natural. Got my six month raise and a bitchin travel raise for the astronomical gas prices. Still working in Gaithersburg for the big V, installing wires. Yeah. Been going to Ren Fest pretty much every weekend, and this past weekend, I saw a man. A wizard, in fact. There are some who call him ... Tim? It was awesome, because that's how he introduced himself when he caught me gawking.
Had to take Danielle to the emergency room the other day to try to convince them to test her for some serious health problems. She was bleeding at the time, so it was a legit visit, but St. Joes is the absolute worst hospital in the nation, so we got a guy that had "never done this before", "didn't even work here", and was a sexual preditor who spewed forth cancer accusations. So she's now trying to get a ride to Planned Parenthood this friday to get a pap smear, some birth control, and whatever else she can get them to do before her appointment with her real doctor in a month. Will was going to take her, but then had to do the movie thing, so Breanna taking the helm. Fun times.
So Sam's in love, I hear. Who'da thunk? In Danielle's words: "AAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!" Good luck to you sir, I say. Give her a taste of the good stuff. Whatever that might be. Right, herrmm.
Ok, that's all for now, but so much more to come. Just you wait.