I'm Sick. I Am Very Sick.

Hey ya'll! How are you (That was not a rhetorical question. Do tell.) So...
This is going to be full of questions that I'd love to hear answers to, if ya'll don't mind... YAY THANX.
ENOUGH! I'll let you read the humorous (well, okay, it's never really funny. but just go with it. Plz?)

Part 1: Nicknames

So today I went to Blockbuster. I'll be partially alone tonight so I need something to do.  Contrary to what a lot of peeps may believe, I do not just sit around reading all day. I wish I could be, but no. I cannot. Anyway, so there I am, strolling down the little kid's aisle at Blockbuster when a I see that a mom clearly wants her two boys to go down this aisle. So, having already grabbed the Barbie movie I am dying to see (yes I still watch Barbie movie, and yes I am watching it right now. get over it...)
"Come down this aisle, Con-Man."

Con-Man? Seriously? You couldn't have come up with a better nickname? I guess we all know what that's kid is gonna go on in life to be.'
Do you have a nickname? Do you like it?

Part 2: Man I wish I could Fight!

I mean it. If I execute the awesome kicks and flips and sword-fighting majigers. How awesome would it be o know how to swing a sword and hurt someone other than yourself? I mean, why can't I be a Mus-Cat-teer like Barbie?

Part 3: Novels

So reading and writing and music are all I can think of right now, other than "Don't toss your cookies again, Robin!" (Because I threw up last night and I'm not feeling too hot right now.) But I just sent the first part, which is fourteen pages, to the two people who have requested it. I hope I get feedback soon, and I hope you know that I didn't know what else to write. I have not experienced any of it myself, but I have read it in books enough to know what love is in books. And of course, there's no real way to capture love on a page. It simply cannot be done. It's different for everyone. And it's too strong to be captured, and too diverse to be described.
I thought I should tell you that I'm back to my novel-writing kick for Valentine's Day. This time it's Ian's POV. Yeah, I know. Writing in aguy's POV. Probably won't turn out well.

Part 4: Josephine and Bartholemuel

So I have these two friends. We'll call them Josephine and Bartholemuel. They're also best friends. But here's the thing: Barty loved Josie. Except, upon declaring his undying love for her (Well, after asking her out), he discovered Josie is not in love with him. And now he won't talk to her, and she's, well, plain mad at him. He's being a proud idiot. Gosh he's an idiot. Seriously. Get ova it.

LOVE YA!

-Rex

FOREVER AND ALWAYS