"Geek" not "nerd"!

So, I met up with Katie and Eric for lunch today. This is part of a convo Eric and I had. Now, I don’t remember it word for word, but… this is basically the jist of it.

Me: Don’t talk to me like that! I’m… uh… Superman!

Eric: Pfft. Big deal. I’m Doomsday. I killed you!

Me: Only after I killed you!

Eric: Your mistake, because now I’ve evolved at the genetic level and learned how to not die!

Me: So? Thanks to things like Kryptonian rejuvenators, I can’t die, either! Not to mention my body keeps absorbing energy from the sun, even after I’ve died! Eventually, I’ll come back no matter what!

Eric: Yeah, well, I have no weaknesses! Unlike some pansies who get all knock-kneed at little green rocks!

Me: Ah well. At least I’m not trapped between two teleporters, constantly fluxing in and out of existence, never fully in one place or the other for the rest of eternity!

Eric: I’ll get out! And then you’ll pay! Cause I’m super smart now!

Me: Nope, that was only because Brainiac possessed you. Now you’re dumb as a rock again.

Eric: … I beat you to death once, I’ll do it again!

Katie: Oh…my…God! You two are enormous nerds!!

** Long pause. **

Me: (To Katie.) You can’t talk to Superman like that!

Eric: (Also to Katie.) Silence before Doomsday!

Keep in mind, we were at Lion’s Choice during all of this. Out in public.

I regret nothing.

Friggin' Valentine's Day...

The title of this entry is Friggin Valentine's Day. I'm certain all of you that have eyes and are literate were able to read that. Those of you that can't read it shouldn't be here. Neither should those of you without eyes. Because you're freaks, and I won't have any freaks stinking up my blog!

Ahem.

Anyway, the reason this entry bears such a title isn't because I had a crappy Valentine's Day. Well... yes, I did... but it had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that I'm single or the romantic nature of the day. It had to do with outside events that transpired on V-Day that had little to nothing to do with the day.

I had posted in my Xanga (which I don't use, so don't bother looking for it) what happened on Valentine's Day, but have since took it down. I don't think I'm ready for the public at large to know what happened. I have no problem letting you know that something in fact DID happen, but as to what it was will be withheld until further notice.

There are a select few who know what happen, but only because I personally told them. Well, and one person who was told by someone who has too big of a mouth.... heh, but that's alright, I'm glad that person knows.

So, in other words, if you don't know then it means I don't WANT you to know, so don't bother asking me to tell you. I won't.

I just wanted to make it known why I have been acting extraordinarily not myself this week. I've been forgetting things, I've been overly angry and upset at stupid things that I normally wouldn't care about, and I've been not talking to certain people.

Case in point, I forgot that yesterday was my designated hang-out day with Terry. It just completely slipped my mind. And I wound up hanging out with other people. And now, I'm pretty sure Terry's upset with me. But that's fine, Terry loves me, he'll get over it.

And if he doesn't, I'll just kill him in his sleep. No more Terry = no more guilt!

Ahem.... at any rate though... some of you deserved an explanation as to why I've treated you the way I have. This isn't necessarily an excuse for behaving out of the ordinary... it's just an explanation.

The end.

The Return of the King

There. I updated. Quit whining.