Saturday, September 11, 2010

MR. CREEP NEEDS TO STAY IN VICTORIA! / Stew / The Wilson desk

When Eric picked me up this evening, he wondered if I knew that "my bestest buddy" would be in town - OH NO! HE'S BARELY LEFT! CAN'T HE STAY GONE FOR ONCE?! Three weeks is NOT enough time, seriously! Such a random weekend to pick for a visit - it's not even a HOLIDAY! Eric joked that I'd petition the government to make the cost of a Victoria-Vancouver ferry crossing prohibitively high... well, if it keeps Mr. Creep out, then all the better! Trust me, I ranted to poor Eric about a lot of things: no, I am not like Quentin Tarantino if I bring up the proverbial mob with flaming pitchforks! It would be a nice artistic perspective to have the flames contrast against the dark night sky, but these are not unhealthy thoughts since I'm NOT acting on them! He says that he has dark thoughts, but doesn't vocalize them - sure, but it's more fun as long as you don't get arrested for them! We discussed my bitchiness and the reason for it (blue liquid and flow protection / reinforcements!), Calla and Stanford's wedding, a reminder to get gas on the way home, excuses, BS, emails, Ray, Raymond, Mason Raymond, Jeremy, Daryl, Ryan, roommates, Wednesday conflicts (his is a "secret," while Jen's has to do with aquarium volunteering), being late for worship practice, morons who cross the road when traffic is against them, Christon / Dylan phone calls, using hockey gloves while skating, curling, the Canucks rookie camp tomorrow, smelling sarcasm, omnipotence, omniscience, and other things on the way to church.

Once we got into the building (almost running over an idiot in the alleyway to the parkade), we saw Vania / Christon / Cordia / Joyce / Stanley / Dylan waiting in the fellowship hall. I found out that I did NOT have a book in my Aldo bag, so resigned myself to writing tag prompts - quite good for the memory! [at home, I put my new National Parks Bathroom Reader in there] Dylan expressed concern (for my hearing) that I was sitting pretty much right in front of the resonant drums, so I moved to the stage steps instead on Vania's suggestion. Listened to them debate keys, piano / drum power, singing, verses, choruses, and bridges... during a break in the practice, Stanley went over and adjusted Eric's guitar strap since it was OFF. That would also bug me if I knew about it, for sure! Then there was an unscheduled interruption caused by a wheeled dolly falling over because Uncle Arthur (Ivan's dad) and someone else had overloaded it with about six tables! Teresa also came in, but I paid no attention to her.

When the Daniel Fellowship was hovering near the door, the team knew it was time to wrap up the practice, even though the fellowship could have come in and started setup. I went upstairs, half-expecting to see Mr. Creep - he wasn't there when I first entered the fellowship room, but was there about five minutes later. I moved to the second row of chairs just because I didn't want to have me or my stuff nearer him than it had to be, haha! Thank goodness the program was Bible Study (no shuffle!) - I talked to Dianne, Grace, Cindy, Deb, ANTHONY (!), Citrus, Vivian, Carmen, and other people about newcomers / free Chinese food (JONG!) / my upcoming birthday in context of my mom's dinner / our weeks. Kevin and Dylan figured that Committee Meeting will be Thursday night - I guess I can live with that. The Bible Study was all right - Pastor John has an "icebreaker" style of leading, which is fine. Says that Josiah is now in public school as opposed to homeschooling - YAY, haha! Of course, we discussed the crazy Florida pastor who wants to burn the Koran tomorrow... um, how about NO?!

On our way to the kitchen (grabbing Eric's guitar on the way out), we encountered Mr. Creep - of course Eric had to stop and shake his hand! (HAND SANITIZER ALERT!!!) I escaped to the washroom since I didn't want to hear any of their conversation. When I got back, Mr. Creep had thankfully GONE to wherever creeps go at night! Talked to Eric as he was washing the cups and water pitcher in the kitchen, and wondered when Mr. Creep was leaving - no, I refuse to talk to him even to say "So, you LEAVING?!" pointedly! On the way home, we did indeed get gas - I said that he could have refused to talk to Mr. Creep because gas stations do close at a certain time around here! Of course, I know that wouldn't have made much of a difference, but COME ON! At least soap touched Eric's hands while he was doing the dishes, and I assume he's going to wash his hands thoroughly at least once tomorrow. He tried convincing me of what I really wanted in regards to something else, and said that he couldn't say why! HA, if this has anything to do with a plot for that dinner.... *grumble*

Then Eric brought up "stew" as a verb, so I said not to talk about "stew" (as a noun) since I hadn't eaten yet! (wasn't really hungry this afternoon after lunch) His reaction: "What?! Why didn't you tell me? Do we need to stop somewhere?" No, no... I'll just eat at home since it's quicker and saves money that way! When he asked whether I was going to tomorrow's Walkathon, I said no... it's too early! He then tried convincing me that the little kids would notice my absence, and declare they weren't going next year because of that. I DON'T THINK SO! Also discussed McDonalds Zesty Mango McMinis, French, singing, his Wednesday conflict being the only one, my planning my OWN birthday dinner (maybe in Vancouver?), water as vodka, my being "drunk" before church (NO!), #4 / Alderbridge, food, the curry place not being there anymore, Happy May Child Care, punching people in the face, "EW!" touches, evil miasmas, and more on the way home. When dropping me off, he asked if I'd talked to DARKWING lately - NO! I told him about the Sri Lankan food status, which I was about to call "Scandinavian" food. That doesn't really count as talking, man! Got home and caught up on most things while eating a dinner of tomato beef noodles - Stella H. added me on Facebook - NICE!


Trivia fact for Saturday, Sept. 11: Whose desk did Richard M. Nixon get when he requested the "Wilson desk" for his White House office? Not the desk he wanted and believed he had been given - the one used by President Woodrow Wilson. He was provided with, and used, the desk of Henry Wilson, vice president during Ulysses S. Grant's administration.

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