"I Still Believe I Still Put Faith In Us..."

Oh! Waen went to a party Kate hosted yesterday. I forgot to mention this. She said that Robert was there.

Robert is like jean_prouvaire's Jesus Boy, except that he's always trying to flirt with me. I have told him several times that I have a girlfriend, but this does not seem to deter him; apparently he has the same view as That One Girl from Saved!, that he can cure me by being my boyfriend. He drives me utterly mad.

So I am very glad I did not go to the party. I instead stayed home and got lots of writing done. T'was good.

...Yes, that was completely pointless. Sorry. I'm behind on my daily spamming quota.

"Sir Danvers Carew is a Good Man--They Call Him the Creme de la Creme!"

*blinks* How... cheerfully random.

I confess I would feel more kindly towards it if it scanned better, but I am trying to read it like an Ogden Nash poem.

Isn't working, though. *g*

Must go out and rake leaves now! Bwaha!

"Look In My Eyes--Who Do You See There?"

Stolen from snowyofthenight and jean_prouvaire. ^____^

I ____ Soujin.
Soujin is ____.
If I were alone in a room with Soujin, I would _______.
I think Soujin should _____.
Soujin needs ______.
I want to _______ Soujin.
Someday, Soujin will ________.
Soujin reminds me of _______.
Without Soujin _______.
Memories of Soujin are ________.
_______ is how I describe meeting Soujin.
The worst thing about Soujin is _________.
The best thing about Soujin is _________.
I am ________ with Soujin.
If I could say one thing to Soujin it would be _________.
Soujin says _________ a lot.

My nose is so cold! Meep! *wails and hides face in duffle coat*

"My Bonny Lies Over the Ocean, My Bonny Lies Over the Sea..."

If they told you I'm mad, then they lied. I'm odd, but it isn't compulsive. I'm the triolet, bursting with pride; If they told you I'm mad, then they lied. No, it isn't obsessive. Now hide All the spoons or I might get convulsive. If they told you I'm mad then they lied. I'm odd, but it isn't compulsive. What Poetry Form Are You?

God, this house is cold. *wibbles and wraps self up in blankets and quilts and duffle because duffle in LXG and love* I need to make a duffle is love banner some day. I will.

To-day was All Saint's Day at church, as I have previously mentioned, and I was La Pucelle, and it was extremely fun.

Priest: So, I bet everyone here has role models and all that, right? Kids? Actors, actresses, football people?
Adam: Um, football guy.
Priest: Awesome! Actors, anybody else?
Soujin: *raises hand to say mhari* *suddenly realises that he asked for actors* *spaz* Um, um, um--
Priest: Um?
Soujin: *spaz* Kristin Chenoweth!
Priest: ...Um. AWESOME! Why?
Soujin: 'Cause she's a good singer?
Priest: Okay, sure, fine. MOVING ON.

Later on...

Priest: Sooo, does anyone know where all the saints got started?
Extreme Silence: *descends*
Priest: Anyone?
Soujin, who was totally sitting here waiting for someone else to say it: *tiny little voice* Baptism?
Priest: OMG YES!
Soujin: ...Seriously?

And again...

Priest: So, tell me about your saints, kids.
Kids: *one sentence each*
Priest: Joan of Arc, over there?
Soujin: Well, Joan of Arc began having visions when she was fifteen years old &c &c &c led the French army so as to crown the Dauphin &c &c English people eventually caught her &c &c and THEN she was burned as a witch &c &c but later on the Dauphin made her a saint because it wasn't cool to have been crowned by a witch--
Priest: THANK you, that's enough, hon.

I am a very bad child. It's a wonder they haven't thrown me out of that place yet. I assume it's because they're short on acolytes and they need me.

Also, I raked leaves to-day, but only half the hill, because I got blisters all over my hands.

Stoneybridge to-morrow!

EDIT: Wish the mood icon was not crying. Am not crying-cold, not presently. Just nose-and-feet-cold.