I must duly note for the record the intense (can we say "joyful"?) reunion via telephone with our sorely missed co-dictator, Kalishnikov. Seriously, I knew I missed one Kalish before our little chat but after which I was so reminded of the acerbic wit and eternally amusing point of view of said dictator, the missing feeling is now almost tangible.
So, next, I would like to assure my fellow destroyer of humanity I do indeed realize the looming risk in the aforementioned romantic entanglement, since not only is there a sister/friend involved she is violent and armed with weapons of mass destruction. As evidenced by my actions I deemed the risk worth taking because, of course, there's the gentleman in question whom I like very much and based on the reports of my friends I "get all goofy" around him. But enough of that feminine banter. Shall we discuss the hostile take-over of the Kartuase? ************************************************* deleted for content.
I've been studying Dante for a looong time...and I don't think I actually accomplished much of anything. I think I'll take a nap.
11 comments:
wait, I thought I was the one with acerbic wit! I'm drinking hot chocolate right now. :)
.... ::speechless:: ... .... ::silentium, silentium:: ... From one axis of evil co-dictator to another, gently and powerfully speaking, "touche"
-Kalish
Thom, as it happens there is a common thread of character traits amoung a handful of friends. Though it's possible Brigid's wit IS more acerbic than yours. However, you do have an extensive vocabulary.
Kalish, your moment of silentium was tense and poignant. I'm glad we shared this moment.
Seriously, I wish you were here, because, first I miss you and second it's just plain weird not having you around.
Take care of yourself and I just may beat someone up if certain tensions don't lighten up over there.
"awww... beat someone up? for me?" Mahkail Kalishnikov squeaks out. lol. I love this blog-comment correspondence. It would be fantastic if you were here right now. We could laugh and giggle and point out MR. M and make him insecure and then we could go drink with him and then we could make jokes about said roommate in front of her and when she has any clue give her straight faces and tell her to stop looking at us.
Ahh... my dreams....
I'll hike a mountain for you!
(and sign the book at the top of that one mountain in my axis of evil name!)
-Kalish
wow, i feel like i've been missing out on all the comment correspondence. meggiebear's right tho- we all miss our co-dictator's witty repartee. Loved your letter, Kalish!
Souvenirs from Hell, Joe?!! Like the bones of fornicators and the sinew of thieves and gluttons?!?!
I'm down with that.
I see a lot of sharing here. I think we should continue.
Brigid, your past-times sounds highly inviting and should certainly be attempted, if not now (damn "pond") then certainly later. Climb every mountain for me!
Mel...I'm going to bed in a few minutes I promise.
Joe and Thom, sick. I just read the part on Count Ugolino munching on the brains of the archbiship, which Hannibal totally copied from. And yet...I'm still tempted to join you. As Virgil would say "that's vulgar."
you know i looked at your post again and realized that if an outsider visited the site they're reaction would have to be a complete "W-T-F, Mate."
just thought I'd share that, miss eucalyptus branch. :-)
Just this post? I'm not sure if I'm disappointed that that doesn't extend to the entire blog.
And please stop bringint up my past life in a derogatory manner. Youre morality cannot make me feel ashamed! You have a past of your own Mr Irish Step Dancing Lap Dancer. Wow, that's an awkward title thought not nearly as awkward as the dance itself.
i think i speak for all of us when i say: "awk-ward..."
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