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On October 20th Vote Jeffery Simpson for White Rock City Council.

Snow day, with no snow

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I stayed home sick from work today.  I've been feeling like crap and since there was enough warm bodies at work they weren't going to miss me.  I woke up early though and dealt with a lot of the crap that had been lying around my room since Christmas and before, getting rid of gift packaging and getting things sorted a bit.  It'll be nice to move to my new place and have some space to breath [jsf].

While I stayed home sick Lydia came over.  We watched a taped copy of The Office from last night and then the Canucks versus Devils game.  After that we talked, and played video games in my room while I tried not to say totally wrong things like that I enjoyed being along as much as I enjoyed being with her.  I managed to say that stupid thing, but I was able to explain that what I mean is that I enjoy both. 

Hopefully my feet weren't too far into my mouth on that one.

What I meant was that I have become accustomed to being alone, and so I do enjoy that.  Plus I'm not a great entertainer and we're still at the point where I need to entertain her when we're together as opposed to just being me.  Which isn't to say I'm fake around her, but if she's over I don't want to be rude and just watch the television shows that I want to watch, or read a book or something, I need to do something that we can all enjoy.  I don't know if that makes sense, I just am used to only have to worry about myself, and so it's not always easy to focus on two.

Hopefully I cleared that up after she got home and we started chatting on MSN, which we're still doing as I type this.  She's telling me her friends are all very interested in when the two of us are going to have sex.  That's something I'm a bit nervous about seeing as since Lydia is my first real girlfriend I'm a virgin.

I have a joke that I was saving for if I ever did standup and it goes like this:

I'm a virgin and I'm a bit worried about being able to perform well sexually.  You know sometimes when I'm masturbating I find that I have to fake an orgasm.  I moan, and roll over tell myself that I'm the greatest and have a smoke.

Now I'm sleepy, and I want to go to bed.  I'm going to say goodnight to you, then I'm going to say goodnight to Lyida and then it's time to go to bed.

Star Trek as Canadian politics

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