Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year...

Merry (post) Christmas...I'm a bum and didn't get my gift to Ashley in time for Christmas, but I she still got it, and she (will) like it...that makes me happy.  Ashley gave me amazing presents, but that's not the most important part: she made the holiday season fantastic, even if most of it was spent away from home, and in Ypsi.  She gave it everything she could to make it a special holiday season, and she succeeded.  Thank you Ashley!

As for New Years - it will be great.  The new year will be fantastic as well.  It will be if we make it great.

Happy New Year Ashley!  Let's make it a little less stressful this time around.  Haha!

It's Almost Christmas - - - - - -

So it's almost Christmas, and school is over!  Yes!  Good for you Ashley, you totes rocked those classes!  AAAnd you found Christmas Ale?!??!  Things might finally be looking up here in the snake to Ann Arbor's mongoose, Ypsilanti...so I will continue to make your showldabooone laugh with inside jokes that I don't remember enough to write about, haha...

Have we done the Kermit yet this season for reals???  Also, I need to hang those lights up...it doesn't matter how late I put them up, cuuuz I'm gonna tell you right now - they're not coming back down.  Until we move.  Which we're ABSOLUTELY going to do when this year is up.  Haha.

Enjoy your NINE DAYS at home!  I'm so glad you're actually gonna get to go home and spend time with your family!  You BETTER say hi to Zeppewin for me and give him a good 'ol pat for me!  Zeppperrrrinnnnn...
 
So I conclude this post with a poem, it's not a Christmas poem, but your favorite poem of mine that I've written.  I don't know why I'm doing this, I thought it was a good idea but what the hell do I know!  Go to this one if you don't like my poem!  (Also, if you go to the link, I think that poem isn't about what I thought it was about - it's much nicer : ))

I love youuuuU!

A House by the Sea

A house by the sea

A hopeful mother

An adoptive idea

A cloud covered sun

Sky tide blue

with love in her eyes

A rolling wave of blue

sprays gray under the early sun.

The land warms with the rise

and wakes the hopeful mother.

What it is yet she cannot see -

awake with one adoptive idea.

She waits in her house by the sea

following the arc of the sun.

She has forgotten the idea

of hours.  She counts the blue

waves that crash far from her eyes.

Never forget to be a mother.

Once cried; twice promised a son -

a promise from some to some other.

A biting wind blew

treacherous on the sensitive sea.

A sight that would make lesser eyes

flee an adoptive idea.

Where he may be the mother

will never know.  With each rise

of the relentless deceiving sun

she keeps her gaze on the sea:

her nose on the scent of the wind that blew

through the window of her adoptive idea.

Ages pass; ageless as the sun

weathers the eternal sea

tears at the endless land with timeless blue.

As long as the sky stands the mother

stays land locked to her adoptive idea.

The only escape from the House is her eyes.

The blue sea will crash, and the sun will rise precious

for some other - and forget the mother… who will forever see an adoptive idea
the wind blew away like the sure eyes of a son.

I almost gave up...

So, I haven't said anything on here for a while, and for good reason: I try everything to entertain Ashley - making up a new language, speaking in different accents, breaking out in spontaneous dance moves that kick total ass, the Hanukkah Song - and yet, sadly, nothing has made her laugh as hard as...Michael Scott.  Well, I should say "Prison Mike".  Here's the clip I'm talking about: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v4vXx2y7D6U - just when Prison Mike talks to Ryan (0:58).  It is hilarious, I will give it that...but I can't beat it!  I just saw this video though, and I think it has a chance to beat it: http://www.ebaumsworld.com/video/watch/80561343/ ; then again, it'll probably only make me laugh, but that's ok.

On a side note: WHAT IS GOING ON IN HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER THIS SEASON?!?!?!  The writers said last year was too "sit-commy", and they promised to get back to the story.  The thing is - this season is FAR more sit-commy than last year!  Where is it going??? I hope somewhere soon!

Also - I have NOT seen the Rugrats Christmas special yet this year, NOR have I seen Rudolph yet, and Ashley and I are YET to put up Christmas lights in Michigingher.  Maybe I'll hang lights up at home today since I'm here...or maybe not.  It is cold and snowy outside.

Sooooo lazy.  Haha.

Let's Christmas This Thing Up!

Alright, enough with the sappy stuff - it's time for Christmasss!  Let's throw up the lights on the house (it's kinda cold out right now though...maybe later), get the Christmas tree (fake one: save the environment!) - even if it's a tiny tree, like Charlie Brown, it's fine - watch all the Christmas specials (RUGRATS CHRISTMAS SPECIALLL!!!!) and the Santa one Ashley really likes (I'm a terrible boyfriend, I forgot the name of it!  I'm sorry!) listen to Christmas music!  I gotta make another CD this year...I couldn't put the Muppets in the new background picture I put up; in fact, I couldn't put a lot of things I wanted to put in the picture!  It'll have to do.  Let's try to make this the best holiday season ever!  I know I say that every year, and maybe some years it doesn't happen that way, but keep the faith!  This year will be the best Christmas ever!  Happy Holidays!

Thanksgiving

In the spirit of Thanksgiving, I feel I should write an impromptu post about how and what I am thankful for.  Sure, it's not particularly funny, but it's still important, and something that needs to be said on this.

I am thankful for Ashley.

She is so much more than the light of my life - she is the reason I want to live, and love being alive.  She is my other half.  She is me, and everything I have ever wished, since I was a little boy, to love in my life. 

Since I was a kid, I feel like I have never had the right fantasy about what I wanted from a woman that every boy my age should have.  I've always wanted, more than anything sexual or fantastical, a girl who would let me be myself, completely.  Let me be everything I am, and never fault me for that.  Not just that - she would love me for it. 

That is exactly what I have now, and I don't know how I was so fucking lucky to let that happen to me.

Maybe God said, "Ok, he's gone through enough crap, let him have the one thing he really wants," or maybe it just happened by dumb luck (personally I don't know which would be the bigger stretch of the imagination), but I really don't believe that I am lucky enough to have found the exact, one thing I ever wanted out of life.  I wanted true love to be in my life, and that actually, ACTUALLY fucking happened.  You don't know what a shock this is to me that this has actually come to fruition.

I love Ashley.  More than she'll ever know.  On this day, along with every other day, for the rest of my life. I know I will be eternally thankful for her.

Let's Start a Christmas Countdown!

Who else is as excited for Christmas as I am?  I love Christmas, more than anything.  That's right: ANYTHINGGGG...I love everything that comes with the Christmas season, all the memories that are burned into my mind from my childhood, you know...I love Christmas so much it makes me love winter the most out of any season!  I love Christmas Ale...but I haven't had one yet this season.  Makes me sad!  Or PISSSSSED...dunno yet about that one!  So you know what?  Ashley started a countdown...35 days as of now!  Until Christmas!  Or Robert's Birthday (which is what I prefer to call the actual holiday, what it SHOULD be called!)  Merry Robert's Birthday!  Someone get me a Christmas ALE!!!

Pictures

The picture on the background is a picture from my trip to the west with Joe.  I know, I know, it doesn't have anything to do with Ashley, but I couldn't help it.  My hands were tied - I wanted to put a picture up that had to do with Ashley, but all my pictures are of us!  That's lame.  I can't put that up as the background.  I wanted to put up a picture of Mustache Marshall, but I didn't have a good pic of him.  Therefore, I just decided to put up something...soothing.  Ashley doesn't like to look at it as the sun setting at the edge of california, or as I call it, "the edge of the woooooorld..." (u-s-a! u-s-a!) - so we'll just call it a nice calm sunset.  Or a sunrise.  Who has to know!  Don't tell anyone!

Some Videos

Here are some videos I have shown Ashley (or she has found by looking off of suggestions of various videos I have sent her, as is the case with the first example) that have made her laugh the most.  Enjoy!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xdhLQCYQ-nQ

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

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hQp5l4-sfFA

Hello again!

Hello!  This thing is going to be filled with fantastic thoughts, many of which will be laughed at, such as - I looked up the definitions of 'adverb', 'pronoun', 'noun', 'verb', and somehow they're all nouns...hmmm, makes you wonder.  Uh oh, I smell weed in my place: let me explain.  I moved up to Michigan to go to school, and be with Ashley.  I moved into a place with two other guys I didn't know.  I met one of the guys the first day I came here, and he told me about everything here.  We all share a living space, but have our own rooms and bathrooms.  When I moved in, I was told the guy who used to live in my room got kicked out because he couldn't pay the rent.  Yeah, that's ok I guess, it can happen to anyone - you lose your job, fall on tough times, get kicked the fuck out of your place.  It's tough in the real world.  Guess what though?  The fuckin loser still lives with us - yeah, he's still fuckin here...mind you this has been two full months since I moved in here, and he's still here somehow, living in our living room, sleeping on a shitty air mattress, laying around in his underwear all day, gettin high at two in the afternoon like any real good piece of shit does, not looking for a job or anything else to do with his life.  He's gonna live on that air mattress till he rots, and that's great.  If he wants to do that, cool.  But it's NOT cool when he fucks with my life - he makes the whole place stink like shit with his nasty ass funkin up the whole living room, the kitchen is so god damn awful - garbage everywhere, floor disgusting, nothing is clean...he brings girls over, which is cool, I'm alright with that...but what kind of fuckin girl would come here, see what a piece of shit he is, and think to themselves, logically, "Ok, yeah, I wanna chill here with this guy!  He's got what I want!"  Basically, this guy has squatted in a place he got kicked out of for two months (in the worst way imaginable), I'm pretty sure he doesn't pay rent or anything to his friends, and basically has just been a waste of a human being, and no one seems to have noticed in the office at this place!  Either that, or his friend, who is my roommate here has kept them from doing anything, since he used to work in the offices here - no matter how he's keeping his shitty existence under wraps at this place, it's even MORE mind boggling to think about how this is going on, when Ashley has been basically hounded by this dumbass place for a 25 dollar application fee they said they never got from her (which is impossible because you can't turn in an application without paying), and in her place they've gotten called on TWO noise complaints in two months without it being bad at their place at all - but the bass shakes the ground so bad in my place (which is on the top floor, so I think that makes it worse) all day, cuz my buddy here loves to play the same 6 songs over and over again all day as selfishly loud and fucked as he can, loosing his shit B.O./weed stink all over the place so thick anyone within 100 feet could smell it, and NO ONE has said anything or come to us.  Maybe I should file a noise complaint right now: I gotta wake up in less than 4 hours.  Actually it makes sense tonight: it is Thursday, he doesn't have a job, tons of weed apparently - those 360 games aren't gonna play themselves on his 13 inch screen while his girls clean up his mess!  Wow I really got on a tangent there...

Just the beginning...

This is the beginning of my quest to make Ashley laugh.  No doubt grad school, Michigan, and being away from friends and family is tough...so I will fill this blog with fantastic thoughts, things never before considered by modern and ancient man, and other great distractions to help alleviate stress!  It's all for you Ashley!