UMMMMMMMMM....life much?
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When I was in catholic school (kindergarten to 8th grade) I was One of a Triumvirate (myself, Greg and Stephen) that the teachers and priests SWORE would join the catholic holy orders one day.
Well--
Today I attended the ordination of Greg—the eldest of that triumvirate of YOU-WILL-TAKE-THE CATHOLIC-VOW-OF-HOLY ORDERS!
Greg is as of today, A CATHOLIC PRIEST.
Stephen is already a Brother, and is teaching at Chaminade High School, an all boy's catholic school in Mineola.
And myself?
…Two out of three ain't bad for the Catholic church?
Seriously, tonight I drank mightily and would have dropped my panties for my beer pong partner who NOT ONLY knew details of French-written Arthurian legend, but who knew Norse history (aka, what an "ting" was) and could quote shit from Hemingway AND who could discuss AT LENGTH King Alfred and who was joyously intrigued by my quotating and explicating of G.K Chesterton's "The Ballad of the White Horse") and who ALSO WAS ABLE TO QUOTE WODEHOUSE AND HAD GREAT AFFECTION FOR HUGH LAURIE AND STEPHEN FRY AS SKETCH COMEDIANS AND KNEW THEY WERE PART OF THE CAMBRIDGE FOOTLIGHTS!—
BE STILL MY FUCKING BEATING HEART!!!
Oh, and strangest part of all?
HE'S THE MOTHERFUCKING BROTHER OF A BOY WHO WAS IN MY ELEMENTERY/MIDDLE SCHOOL, WHOM I AM STILL FRIENDS WITH.
HOLY. MOTHERFUCKING. SHIT.
Once I read a book that SWORE that a person, if they followed the medieval model of looking for their perfect mate in a 30 mile radius (aka, walking distance) of where they were born, that they would find it.
Ummmmmmmmmmmmm…hello? I would like to subscribe to that newsletter?
I WOULD HAVE THIS CHAP'S* BABIES WERE HE WILLING TO STICK AROUND.
NO. LIE.
*AND I MEAN CHAP IN THAT HE QUOTED WODEHOUSE AND WE "WHAT HO/RIGHT HO/BALLY"'ED EACH OTHER SEVERAL TIMES THIS EVENING! AND HE APPROVED OF MY REASON FOR SEEINGMYSELF AS A CHAP WITH SAPPHIC TENDENCIES.
MORNING AFTER EDIT:...I am impressed by how coherently I can still write while three sheets to the wind. I mean, it's still EMBARRASSING the shit I'll post while drunk, but at least it's legible?
Also--ouch, uncontrollable drunken caps-locking much?
Well--
Today I attended the ordination of Greg—the eldest of that triumvirate of YOU-WILL-TAKE-THE CATHOLIC-VOW-OF-HOLY ORDERS!
Greg is as of today, A CATHOLIC PRIEST.
Stephen is already a Brother, and is teaching at Chaminade High School, an all boy's catholic school in Mineola.
And myself?
…Two out of three ain't bad for the Catholic church?
Seriously, tonight I drank mightily and would have dropped my panties for my beer pong partner who NOT ONLY knew details of French-written Arthurian legend, but who knew Norse history (aka, what an "ting" was) and could quote shit from Hemingway AND who could discuss AT LENGTH King Alfred and who was joyously intrigued by my quotating and explicating of G.K Chesterton's "The Ballad of the White Horse") and who ALSO WAS ABLE TO QUOTE WODEHOUSE AND HAD GREAT AFFECTION FOR HUGH LAURIE AND STEPHEN FRY AS SKETCH COMEDIANS AND KNEW THEY WERE PART OF THE CAMBRIDGE FOOTLIGHTS!—
BE STILL MY FUCKING BEATING HEART!!!
Oh, and strangest part of all?
HE'S THE MOTHERFUCKING BROTHER OF A BOY WHO WAS IN MY ELEMENTERY/MIDDLE SCHOOL, WHOM I AM STILL FRIENDS WITH.
HOLY. MOTHERFUCKING. SHIT.
Once I read a book that SWORE that a person, if they followed the medieval model of looking for their perfect mate in a 30 mile radius (aka, walking distance) of where they were born, that they would find it.
Ummmmmmmmmmmmm…hello? I would like to subscribe to that newsletter?
I WOULD HAVE THIS CHAP'S* BABIES WERE HE WILLING TO STICK AROUND.
NO. LIE.
*AND I MEAN CHAP IN THAT HE QUOTED WODEHOUSE AND WE "WHAT HO/RIGHT HO/BALLY"'ED EACH OTHER SEVERAL TIMES THIS EVENING! AND HE APPROVED OF MY REASON FOR SEEINGMYSELF AS A CHAP WITH SAPPHIC TENDENCIES.
MORNING AFTER EDIT:...I am impressed by how coherently I can still write while three sheets to the wind. I mean, it's still EMBARRASSING the shit I'll post while drunk, but at least it's legible?
Also--ouch, uncontrollable drunken caps-locking much?
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Date: 2009-06-28 06:28 pm (UTC)