Tuesday, November 07, 2006
...but not for me. If there is one thing I dislike it's physical contact in more or less any form. This also means that I can't stand being hugged. Egon from the Rp Site knows this, (as do 99.9% of everyone else I know). Now, Egon lives in America, but it turns out he's told my friend TomPi to hug me every day for a week until I get used to them. I knew introducing TomPi to the RP site was a very bad idea. In any case, I have warned him not to do it on pain of death. Hopefully he'll get the hint. As for Egon...I'm tempted to go to Sakuracon within the next year or two and give him a good kicking. It'd be worth spending X hundred pounds for the flight and whatnot to see the look on his face when he realises that yes, I am actually rather handy with a sword. (I'm a re-enactor you see...)
Nothing much else of note happened today apart from the fact that I actually managed to stay awake through an English assessment regardless of the fact that my head felt about ready to drop off. The headaches are a pain in the backside if truth be told. I can't get to sleep properly of an evening, which forces me to have an energy drink during the day to stay awake...which is probably playing havoc with my blood pressure and so forth. Oh the joys of being me.
I'm also thoroughly tempted to once again open my DeviantArt account, but I know deep down I don't have the time to keep up with it. Besides, I have a rather paranoid outlook on sites where I post my poetry and so forth. Once can never be too careful with copyrights and ownership these days really. On that note however, I really ought to meet up with my father again to discuss a little more of this book. Half an hour will do. No use putting myself through the torture of spending more than an hour with the man.
Shouts;
TomPi - Don't listen to Egon. Wolf's Rain is excellent thus far...;)
Egon - Stop harassing my friends...please.
Saki - BP isn't dead yet...Almost a year and a half since we started the blasted thing.
