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resonance_and_dI hate spiders. And it isn't enough to have creepy spiders in our house. We have creepy, poisonous spiders. I just squished one. With a bible, proving that religious texts do have value in today's society.
Other things of note:
-In typing up entries into the database, I came across an M. Sue [last name I don't quite remember]. I'd bet money that I know what the M stands for...
-Went out for lunch with Uncle, since he works right across the street
-Had a talk with Uncle about alcohol, which went something like this:
Uncle: There's going to be a lot of alcohol at college.
RD: Yes. I'd heard as much. Don't worry about me; since when do I go out to drunken parties?
Uncle: The thing about alcohol is, once you've had one, and all your friends are having them, it's easier to have another- because you aren't as smart after a drink. And then you have a third, and a fourth, and pass out from alcohol poisoning.
RD: Obviously you weren't listening to the bit where I said I don't drink and don't plan to.
Uncle: Therefore, it is better to have a drink in a controlled environment.
RD: *Realizes this is a prepared monologue, rather than a conversation*
Uncle: So if you do drink, you should just have one can of beer, and take it to your dorm room. That way there won't be other alcohol around, and you won't get very drunk. And you won't have friends around to encourage you in your vile drinking.
RD: Wait- so it's okay to drink, as long as I'm alone in my room? What? What sort of parent are you?
Uncle: Also, you shouldn't accept drinks from guys. If you are at a party. Because boys- some boys- are scum.
RD: Yes. I've had this talk with Ex's mum. Don't leave your drink alone, don't accept things from strangers... yeah.
Uncle *Shocked out of monologue* Huh? Oh. Yeah, they could spike it. That wouldn't be good.
RD: *Gets the impression Uncle was more worried about the boys being creepy and asking her out on a date than anything more serious.*
RD: Actually, I was thinking of date-rape drugs. But yeah.
Uncle: *shocked look* *has wandered out of comfort zone*
Uncle: My, it's chilly in here. And look at the time! I have... urgent business to work on! Don't drink! Stay in school!
I think I may go up to bed now. Out of the basement. The spidery basement......
Other things of note:
-In typing up entries into the database, I came across an M. Sue [last name I don't quite remember]. I'd bet money that I know what the M stands for...
-Went out for lunch with Uncle, since he works right across the street
-Had a talk with Uncle about alcohol, which went something like this:
Uncle: There's going to be a lot of alcohol at college.
RD: Yes. I'd heard as much. Don't worry about me; since when do I go out to drunken parties?
Uncle: The thing about alcohol is, once you've had one, and all your friends are having them, it's easier to have another- because you aren't as smart after a drink. And then you have a third, and a fourth, and pass out from alcohol poisoning.
RD: Obviously you weren't listening to the bit where I said I don't drink and don't plan to.
Uncle: Therefore, it is better to have a drink in a controlled environment.
RD: *Realizes this is a prepared monologue, rather than a conversation*
Uncle: So if you do drink, you should just have one can of beer, and take it to your dorm room. That way there won't be other alcohol around, and you won't get very drunk. And you won't have friends around to encourage you in your vile drinking.
RD: Wait- so it's okay to drink, as long as I'm alone in my room? What? What sort of parent are you?
Uncle: Also, you shouldn't accept drinks from guys. If you are at a party. Because boys- some boys- are scum.
RD: Yes. I've had this talk with Ex's mum. Don't leave your drink alone, don't accept things from strangers... yeah.
Uncle *Shocked out of monologue* Huh? Oh. Yeah, they could spike it. That wouldn't be good.
RD: *Gets the impression Uncle was more worried about the boys being creepy and asking her out on a date than anything more serious.*
RD: Actually, I was thinking of date-rape drugs. But yeah.
Uncle: *shocked look* *has wandered out of comfort zone*
Uncle: My, it's chilly in here. And look at the time! I have... urgent business to work on! Don't drink! Stay in school!
I think I may go up to bed now. Out of the basement. The spidery basement......
