Seasons are for me

Well, the boy's parents are out of town, which means I'm able to stay in his house. I've been here several nights, and will be here several more.

We both have evening classes, which means going out to dinner is difficult, which means a Valentine's date was tough. We had planned one for Friday but were both sick, so no go. Today I hadn't realized there was no school, so after I was already there, we hatched a plot to date night tonight.

So we went to an all-you-can-eat sushi place which I fell madly in love with. Sooooooo much sushi. It was amazing.

We then (after a stop into a pet store to watch some knobby black upside-down fish) went to see The Secret World of Arrietty, which was just phenomenal. I'm so happy Miyazaki can still turn out shit like that. I thought Ponyo was cute, but it was a little concerning relative to his other works. This was gorgeous and wonderful, though.

Now we're lying here in bed nerding out on our laptops and....he is a lovely person. <3

"The banana was dominant? How could you tell?"

Hello, friends!

That title was derived from a movie I took from my cell phone once. I'd share it here, but when I took the video I was granted permission by all parties involved, but with one setting the condition I not put it on the Internet.

Not that I care at this point. That was years ago and he'll never see this (does anybody see this blog?). The trouble is, when I try to get movies from my phone recently, no audio comes over, so the magic would be lost. It might still be funny to post without audio.

So anyway, I've been sick, which sucks. I have plans to go to an all-you-can-eat sushi place and then to The Watergarden on Friday, but I've been sick. I still want to do sushi, but sex mischief might be out of the question.

I had my first (of two. Who gives only two tests a quarter? And no quizzes? And homework collected only during the tests?) test in Spanish yesterday. I was more concerned than I needed to be, but I don't think I did amazingly. Middle-ish A at best, but middle-ish B at worst, I figure. I have my second test in Algebra on Tuesday. I expect to do splendidly there. Weird.

I'm really, really, reaaaally close to finishing "Flown Away," a song I've been working on for what is quickly approaching a year now. I still can't help but feel like I'm rushing it a little bit, but I'm not calling it quits just yet. I've already started playing around with what will be my next song, though.

That reminds me, I need to get to work on that poem. Whups.

Anyway, so those are some words.

Fun fact: Taylor and I have known each other one-sixth of my life. We agree this is neat.

Poemless.

I've been slowly convincing myself to write a poem. Well, I've already convinced myself I should. At this point I just need to sit down and do it. I have several ideas whirling around, and I should find the motivation to sift through and channel them into something meaningful. Maybe that will even happen sometime. Maybe.

I don't know why I felt motivated to share that here. It's not like I was sitting here on the "new post" screen itching for ideas. No, I was browsing the Internet and decided to come write about it specifically. Maybe it's an subconscious effort to make it happen faster. Dunno.

And further...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XJzUglzRqDI

Oh wait...

This should really just be an edit, but I'm making up for lost stamps*.

So I went to FurCon last weekend, which included a trip to Brix, one of San Jose's downtown gay clubs. It was too crowded with furries and confused patrons. It was a good night.

Since then I learned about and have spent time in a gay bar down a long road from school, Tinker's Damn. I like it there, mostly for one bartender, Alex (pronounced "Alec," for some reason) who bought me my first drink. Rum and diet Coke. I enjoyed it. I didn't finish.

A 21-year-old homosexual going to a gay bar, and a club once. Shocking.

*("postage")

Holy shit

Hello. I didn't see you there.

Are you hungry?

Alive?

...

If brainchildren are anything like regular children, I shouldn't reproduce.

Anyway, so I think somewhere in November was my last post? Shit's gone down since then. Most notably and recently, I have entered into the holy mother-fuckin' sanctified bonds of boyfriendity with the everloving Kyle David Smith, or as we like to call him around here: "you."

That's what I call him most of the time, anyway.

But yes. We finally tied the knot in our really pretty open relationship, which basically only means we say "I love you" a lot more.

It's pretty great. <3

Aaaand....short of that, there isn't a ton to share.

Oh, maybe I never made it clear to this audience (of would-be now-dead children?) that Kyle and I have a thing. Well to make it short, imagine this: I met somebody and got close enough to them to want to be boyfriends. Crazy.

I think the only item in my - Really? Last post was in November? That can't be right. Is it? Oh well - life that has changed since my last post is that I play League of Legends now, and Skyrim, if I never mentioned that before.

I learned I can't go to Star this year without skipping out on finals week.

I want to bring Kyle to the big M-D this summer. I think it'll happen.

I've been up 13 hours after being asleep 12 hours after being up 12 hours after sleeping...I dunno. My sleep's fucked up. Good thing it's only nightish classes this quarter.

So there you go.

PS: Based upon an unworthy sample size's worth of sample (two), international Russians do not make for good kissers.

I've failed to post in a while

So have this:

(5:09:34 PM) Merrill: I just met my soul mate.
(5:09:41 PM) Merrill: And let him walk away.
(5:09:44 PM) Kyle: really? :D
(5:09:48 PM) Kyle: what D:
(5:09:49 PM) Merrill: No, probably not.
(5:10:46 PM) Kyle: tell me more D:
(5:11:10 PM) Merrill: I wanted to hear Life Less Ordinary, so I pulled it up just as I was getting off the bus. As I got off, somebody was walking in my direction listening to music.
(5:11:35 PM) Merrill: I decided, because he appeared right as the song started, that he must be my soul mate.
(5:12:01 PM) Merrill: I'm a much faster walker than he, but he caught up to me at a stop light, and we stood there for a bit, then we both crossed and he kept on walking my direction.
(5:13:12 PM) Merrill: I was going way faster, but I kinda wanted to inspect him more, so I found causes to dawdle, including checking out a cut rusty lock.
(5:13:26 PM) Merrill: And when I was, he approached me as asked whether I was going to Plug and Play Center.
(5:13:46 PM) Merrill: So we talked a little, he said he was going to a conference there for alumni from...wherever.
(5:13:53 PM) Merrill: It's right across the street from me.
(5:14:05 PM) Merrill: And then he actually invited me there.
(5:14:13 PM) Merrill: "You could probably come check it out if you'd like."
(5:14:22 PM) Merrill: And then he crossed the street, and I entered the complex.
(5:15:04 PM) Merrill: So that's the entire story.

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Additionally:

(6:49:30 PM) Merrill: A friend and you are out for a run in the woods. While you run, a bear notices you and begins to chase after you. You begin 20 feet behind your friend, who is running 7 miles per hour. The bear, beginning at rest, 80 feet behind you, requires 3 seconds to warm up to full speed of 12 miles per hour. Once at full speed, the bear will make a bear call, which, 2 feet ahead of you, will be within earshot of the Robot Bear, who is 140 miles off the trail perpendicularly from where it can begin to hear the bear. If the Robo Bear can jetblast at 500 mph, how fast must you run to stay alive?
(6:56:04 PM) Kyle: is the Robo Bear my friend?
(6:56:21 PM) Merrill: ...
(6:56:40 PM) Merrill: Yes. :)