YAY!

So, I captured a Joyee and a Steven last night. Lured them down from Waterloo with the promise of easing boredom (and I got three of my favorite people and video games all together - yay Playdium!), then tricked them into my basement with a PS2.

*grins*

I still can't believe my mother said OK to them staying the night, though. o_O She looked so angry... *wibble* She's probably going to kill me.

Though... I wish my parents tried COMMUNICATING sometimes...
"Yeah, so, they're going to drive me up to Waterloo tomorrow and then back Sunday, so I won't need the van."
"Yeah right, like Dad would have given it to you anyway."
"Uh, actually, he said he would like last week."
[mother goes to confirm and comes back with a positive]
"See?"

Sigh... oh well. Anyway, so Joyee and Steven stayed in my basement. Yay! And Steven apparently played FFIX until 3:30 AM XD;;; So they were tiiiired when I woke them up at 7. 'cause they were going to go do stuff while I was gone, so that they weren't in my house with no one there... o_O But then Dad said they could stay, so...

*shakes head* Me and dad = in sooo much trouble with Mom later... ^____^;

But! Karaoke tonight, LARP tomorrow (glee~~), Playdium yesterday, Joyee and Steven and Simon...

It's shaping up to be a damn good weekend. :D

Hmmm:

Back to the idea of the story of creating religions, I now have mental images of twins (New Testament God and Old Testament God). OTG sounds like Patrick in my head.

"Screw that loving hippie shit. People need fear to keep them in line. Fear of my ultimate powers. Powers of FIRE AND BRIMSTONE!"
"Now I know why they call you the evil twin."

And no comments out of either of you about how I just deified Patrick. I know where you sleep, Joyee. (I don't know where you sleep, Patrick, but I imagine finding out wouldn't be hard.)

Anyway.