The amount of naked and weird
I don't know when I've felt as happy as I do right now. Things are good. Everything is going okay. A few mishaps, a little bit of fear, but really... everything is okay.
Jess and I took a nap after moving in the FRESHBURGERS yesterday, and then I wandered over to the Lambda Chi Alpha fraternity house to help Graham settle in. His bed rises up to about a foot away from the ceiling so we assume that any fun-having will be done in my bed - I don't mind. He has a triple anyway and that system would be hard to finagle according to our wishes. (I can see Nick bouncing up and down, squeezing imaginary boobs and saying "finagle-finagle-finagle-finagle!") Anyway, after that we drove to Hanover, got some Taco Bell and bought two new fish! Still named Casanova and Clementine because of the short-livedness of the others. HOWEVER the catch is that these fish don't know which name they have because as soon as you name a fish, you force it to put one fin in death's door. And so, we just refer to them in general terms as Clementine and Casanova NOT Slappy and Floaty BRIAN ADLER! They seem to like us although it seems the male is having a bout with anorexia. Just a little. The female scares him. (See what I did there? No names, specifically, but you still know which I'm talking about.)
After fishcapades, Brian read to us all out of that miserable anti-PC book written by a loser named Maddox. And then shenanigans were had, with of course some mock sex, singing the Tetris theme using only the word "boob" and bouncing the Orb of Truth about.
And a quote:
Me: We're so naked it looks like we have clothes on!
Brian: I have to see this!
Jess: We're so naked we get back around the circle to clothed. That's how naked we are.
Jess and I took a nap after moving in the FRESHBURGERS yesterday, and then I wandered over to the Lambda Chi Alpha fraternity house to help Graham settle in. His bed rises up to about a foot away from the ceiling so we assume that any fun-having will be done in my bed - I don't mind. He has a triple anyway and that system would be hard to finagle according to our wishes. (I can see Nick bouncing up and down, squeezing imaginary boobs and saying "finagle-finagle-finagle-finagle!") Anyway, after that we drove to Hanover, got some Taco Bell and bought two new fish! Still named Casanova and Clementine because of the short-livedness of the others. HOWEVER the catch is that these fish don't know which name they have because as soon as you name a fish, you force it to put one fin in death's door. And so, we just refer to them in general terms as Clementine and Casanova NOT Slappy and Floaty BRIAN ADLER! They seem to like us although it seems the male is having a bout with anorexia. Just a little. The female scares him. (See what I did there? No names, specifically, but you still know which I'm talking about.)
After fishcapades, Brian read to us all out of that miserable anti-PC book written by a loser named Maddox. And then shenanigans were had, with of course some mock sex, singing the Tetris theme using only the word "boob" and bouncing the Orb of Truth about.
And a quote:
Me: We're so naked it looks like we have clothes on!
Brian: I have to see this!
Jess: We're so naked we get back around the circle to clothed. That's how naked we are.