To Nick and Nadia in reference to your latest comment party on my blog,
You're right, I don't care. The thing that confuses me is that you both have like 17 blogs each and you chose to do this here.
It kinda reminds me of the time I randomly met a French student here on a summer co-op on the bus and I invited him to come out with my friends because he kept complaining about how bored he was. So the guy came to the bar with us, and some other day he did something else with my friends when I was at work, and he went into Subway to get lunch a couple times when Dianna worked there in the summer. Then before long he had left for Alberta or France or something and none of us ever saw him again.
The moral of the story is that despite the fact that I really didn't know him, that I wouldn't even have talked with him had I not been happy and drunk from the Weezer concert I was just leaving (when people talk to me on the bus I pretend not to hear them, no joke) and that everyone had seen him just as much or more than me, everyone still refers to him as:
"Anthony's French friend."
I don't even remember his name. It was something really French. I don't really remember how this story related to your comment party, but before I started writing it did somehow.
Keep on Trangling,
Anthony
9 comments:
haha, good story. the comment party was all for you anthony! we just wanted you yo feel loved in haveing 70 odd comments. did it work, do you feel loved?
Plus you got to experience the joys of RvB vicariously through us.
Stop being so selfish with your blog.
im in class right now. so i thought what better time to leave anthony a lovely note. that and im bored and hoping someone is online.
sidenote: good thing you have a music player on your blog, otherwise I would be so bored in this class right now and I may have been forced to *gulp* pay attention!
It often interrupts my music as well, but as I am using Firefox and Mac OS 10.3.8 I don't have to scroll anywhere to turn it off.
I wasn't trying to rub that fact in anyone's face, it just sort of happened.
Becca- If you don't like to scroll I suggest you switch to firefox like smart people (not that Nick is smart, but I am).
Mel- Maybe he didn't have a name. Maybe he wasn't even real.
People still use Internet Explorer? Once, before I trashed the desktop icon, I inadvertantly clicked on it and - I shit you not - my cat started laughing at me.
P.S. He wasn't real. He wasn't even a he.
His name was Etienne.
there.
I love you Anthony.
his name was thibault and I don't think I really liked him much... I don't miss him.
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