flashback:
9 November 1998
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I
was gonna chastise her for not coming to my party, but before
i could she said it... "I'm engaged!" The blow wasn't
as big a deal as I thought it would be. I suppose the pain is
also similar to getting kicked in the groin -- it doesn't all
come at once. We looked at her wedding book. She was looking for
advice on colors for the reception and conception.
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I needed a reason to take my epistle about the election down. It's totally
dated and irrelevant now. I don't think one person I voted for actually
made it into office.
Anyway,
here's a photo from Halloween. As most people know, it's my favorite holiday
ever and I always look forward to dressing up, but most of my friends
are way too good to dress up. The other person with me is Charlotte. If
you look really hard on the site, you'll find a few snippets of my strange
devotion to her. If you can't tell, I dressed as the grim reaper and she
dressed the way I've always wanted her to dress.
Here's
another picture. The girl on the right's name is Tessa. I'm putting the
pic up for two reasons. Notice she's wearing an official rexbasior.com
t-shirt. Also she sillily decided to hang out in New Mexico and not date
my buddy Rhett and marry some other guy she's known for like a month.
Sorry Rhett. I gave her the shirt. I don't know what else I could have
done. For the past five years everyone close to me hasn't gotten
married. Usually when people stop hanging around me they get hitched in
no time. I think I might be like the fifth horseman of the Apocalypse.
This is something old, but I think I'll put it here for
public consumption right now. It's my bishop's mathematical formula for
deciding on which girl to marry.

Yeah, I think it's very confusing too. No wonder nobody's
getting married. I'm not complaining.
Halo 2 came out this past week. Fortunately it's a lot lamer
than we all thought it would be. Perhaps I and my ilk will wind up with
lives and wives after all.

(12nov04)
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