Wait a minute! What? Best what?! You mean me?

Have you ever had a moment when somebody says to you “You should sit down, I need to tell you something” and then they tell you whatever it is and you go “Well, that’s no shock! What’d you make me sit down for jerk!”? I have. Though I normally don’t call the person a jerk, I just pretend to faint so they feel good for making me sit. But anyway, the other day I was chatting on MSN with my friend Michael and he asked if I was sitting down and wouldn’t fall over. I braced myself for something along the lines of “In the new HoMMV expansion, you won’t believe this, but there’s…there’s, I can barely bring myself to say it! THERE’S ORCS! IT’S SOOOO COOL!!!” And then I’d be like, yeah man, I know, why’d you make me sit down? But instead I got a real shock. For the first time in my life I was actually glad I was sitting down when the person said I should! Michael, originally of Holland, now of Estonia, who is getting Married to Kristi, older sister of Keit, asked me to be his best man at the wedding. WOW!!! I was like….?????? WHAT? I’m 18, what do I know about being a best man? Most people wouldn’t even call me a man yet, and now you want to call me best?! WOW! This is the type of thing that catches me by surprise. Insults and criticism I expect fairly often, but an honor like this…I’m still a little bit in shock actually.

So I’m pretty excited. I mean, I was already pretty psyched about Michael and Kristi getting married. I’ve known Kristi ever since I moved to Estonia, and I’ve known Michael…5 months? But now that I’m the best man I’m even MORE excited! And according to WikiPedia that means I need to organize a stag party with tons of strippers that we’ll make sure Kristi never hears about, and also I need to be at the wedding heavily armed and ready to kill just in case someone tries to kidnap the bride. Lucky for me Michael doesn’t want to have a stag party, because we both agree that spending a night with strippers is not the best way to start married life. And as far as coming armed? Well, I may actually need to do that. On WikiPedia it says it’s a tradition in some European countries for someone to try to kidnap the bride, and it’s the job of the groom and his best man to defend her and get her back if they fail at defense. When I read that I thought, “Yeah, maybe people do that in some backwards countries like…Britain or…Turkey or something. But never in Estonia! Estonians are CIVILIZED people! Seems I was wrong. I’m definitely going to be keeping an eye on Kristi. Her getting kidnapped would suck! But other than that I have the other basic roles of the best man. I’m not 100% sure what those roles are, but I do know that if I make taking care of the groom and making sure the wedding goes off without a hitch (Other than Michael and Kristi getting hitched, of course! ;-P) then I probably can’t go far wrong.

Thankfully I didn’t have time to fret and worry about being a best man because a few hours after he asked me I met him and in my capacity as best man helped him pick out a suit. I won’t tell you about it in case he wants it to be a surprise for some of my readers, but I can tell you he looked awesome. And it was quite a fun time too. Take two guys who are probably most comfortable behind a computer and who don’t worry about clothes much as long as those clothes are black, then put them in a nice store full of fancy clothes and watch them go. It was great. Though the metamorphosis from “Casual Michael” to “Fit for a wedding Michael” is shocking, it’s also pretty cool to see. This wedding’s going to be awesome! I’m pretty happy that they’re having the wedding right at the beginning of August, making it one of the last things I do before leaving Estonia. That way I’ll leave with tons of happy memories, even more than I already would!

Anyway, now I need to get on to the obligatory “Best” jokes. Best because I’m the best man. THE BEST, YOU HEAR ME?! I know you’ve all been thinking it for a long time, so it’s about time someone admitted it! I’m THE best man. I’m just the best. Though I worry that Michael may regret picking me. I assume you noticed that nice picture I put up? I’m THE BEST! ROCK ON! That’s a bottle of Limonaad by the way. So, as the best man I get to strut around saying, “You think you’re good, huh? Well you know what, it’s been decided already, I’m THE BEST MAN! Muhahaha!” Best>Good. Good
Anyway, now I’m tired. Once again I still have more to blog about. Like the weather, Helen, my future laptop, Helen, my most recent thoughts on love, Helen, the books I’ve been reading, and did I mention Helen? Yes Helen, I’m going to blog about you. Does that shock you? Good! By the way, my MSN is kurisu_dude@yahoo.com. Add me if you’d like. But until next time, when I’ll blog about many interesting things, farewell! I’m the best!

This is my 500th post! YAY!!!!

Hey, this is my 500th post, very exciting, and it's going to be a very boring post. I just wanted to let everyone know that I will be in Saaremaa this week and will not have access to the internet. But never fear, I will keep blogging. Though I will do it the old fashioned way, with a pencil and pen and paper. And then I'll type it up and give it to you. So I can promise you at least 2 posts when I get back. But until then, Cya! (Comment about how much you love me.)

Pig Latin? Monkey Dutch? Dog English?

This comic strip made me smile, because when we don't want people to understand us we use Pig Latin as our super secret code language. It's awesome! Anyway, I'm off to youth night, which will be even more awesome! Cya!

Superfly!

Would it shock you if I told you I was really a fly? It would? I won't tell you then...

Analogy....

Blogs rock. Though I wouldn't quite agree with that analogy. I wouldn't use a toilent seat! So un-hygenic.

Long luxurious hippy hair! Wash, rinse, repeat. Wash, rinse, repeat. Washing all day…rinsing all day…repeating all day! NOOO!!!!

Wow! Do you see that guy right there on the left? Dark eyes. Konoha forehead protector. Long dark hair. Eww. Long dark hair? I don’t think many of my reader’s have watched Naruto, so for those of you who don’t recognize this guy let me just explain why his face is on my blog. For the first season or so of Naruto, Sasuke (that guy) had longish hair, but he had it tied up so it looked cool sticking up rather like a cockatoo’s hair thing. Then he goes off with Kakashi to do some training for the Chuunin exam, and then he leaves the show for a while, and you keep waiting for him to come back because he was the coolest, and then he shows up at the last minute and at first you don’t recognize him because he couldn’t get a haircut while off in the wilderness training. Do you remember that moment Naruto fans? You wait and wait for Mr. Cool Guy to come back and kick some butt, and then when he shows up…He has the stupidest hair ever! That hair is horrible. It’s sickening. It’s disgusting. It’s just what my hair would look like if I grew it out. Ouch. I just totally dissed myself. But it’s true. I had really thought I would look awesome with long hair, but then I realized how long, limp and dead it would look. I’d be like Sasuke! NOOO!!! I wouldn’t want to disappoint my fans like he did. He made me like Shikamaru instead.

So anyway, the whole point of that was to let you know that I will NOT be growing my hair out. I’m just obsessed with blogging about hair, aren’t I? Anyway, sorry for using a Naruto reference that none of you will understand. I’m a horrible person like that. And I’m sorry to tell you this but I’m going to be using an anime reference in my next blog post too. Seto Kaiba vs. Indiana Jones. Cool idea, huh? I wonder who’d win? Well, tune in next time to find out! Until then, you can live without fear of me with long hair. Cya!

A special announcement…

Hello there! You must be someone really awesome. Why else would you be reading my blog? And as someone really awesome I’m sure you want to hang out with me, and the feeling is mutual. So I just wanted to announce to you all that I’m SINGLE! Oh wait, that’s not what I wanted to announce, though that’s also true. If you are female and between the ages of 16 and 19 then please put your name on the sign up sheet and I’ll review your resume and get back to you in 4 years. What I wanted to announce is that this whole next week my family is on vacation. That doesn’t change my life a whole lot, it just means I’m even more flexible than usual. And it also means I really want to hang out with you. So if you’re free this week and/or want to do something with me then let me know. I can’t wait. But until then, Cya!

“Chris, why do you keep doing this to us? We live off of your blog posts. PLEASE BLOG!” Oh, and by the way, Happy Mother’s Day!

Once again I’m sorry I haven’t blogged. Naughty, naughty. I’m a bad boy. But if I were to blog about all that’s happened then I would be writing all day, and then my fingers would hurt, and my back would ache, and my eyes would water, and many other horrible things. So instead I’ll just throw in a few tidbits of stuff. First of let me say a big “Happy Mother’s Day!” to all you mother’s out there. Without you, the world would be an even MORE messed up place. Today I’m making the ultimate sacrifice for my mom to show how much I love her. Rather than go out with my friends on this amazing beautiful sunny day I took my siblings to the playground and am staying home all day. That is the biggest sacrifice I can make. I hope my mom is feeling the love. And also I’m going to start blogging again, which is a gift to everyone, mother or not. So I hope all of you feel the love too.

So anyway, I’m sure you’re all wondering why I haven’t been blogging. So I’ll explain. Lately I’ve been lacking two things in the area of blogging. The OOMPH and the Inspiration. The Oomphspiration, if you will. And due to this lack of Oomphspiration I have both had nothing to blog about and no energy to do it anyway. Then a few days ago I got some Oomphspiration in the form of a sign. Not a sign like a signal or a message, but like an actual sign. A sign that said some thing on it that made me want to rant and rave on the evils of ------. What is ------ you ask? Well, ------ is the that I wanted to blog about the evils of, but then realized that by saying the word ------ I might in fact be exposing some people to a new evil and doing them harm when they think, “What is this ------ that Chris is ranting about the evils of? I should go and do a google search for some, and study it”. In the case of ------ it’s not something you should be studying, assuming that you are a Christian and/or have the same covenant with your eyes that I have (Job 31:1 see my post entitled “A covenant with my eyes”). So I didn’t blog about that. Let’s hope there’s no H----i addict out there who needed to hear me rant and rave so that they could rethink their choices. But I doubt it. By the way, including those two letters was intentional, because if you don’t know what I’m talking about you’ll never guess from those two letters. But if you do know what I’m talking about and are an ------ addict then know that I’m praying for you.
Anyway, that was irritatingly cryptic. I’m sure you’re all desperately curious to know what the heck I’m talking about. Well, too bad. I’m an annoying little brat like that. Anyway, wait a minute. “Anyway”? Haven’t you missed me? Haven’t you missed my incessant use of that word? I’m addicted to “Anyway”, I can’t type a paragraph without it. But anyway…I digress, I’m sure you’re wondering what I’ve been doing lately. Well, lots of stuff, but I’ll just tell you shortly and only the really interesting stuff. Starting…Thursday. That was a good day. And my memory doesn’t stretch much farther back than that anyway. On Thursday is a discussion group at the Methodist church were we discuss spiritual stuff like Jesus, and the Bible, and other cool stuff. Ever since this group has started I’ve been trying to get my friends to come, but they’ve always made me go all alone. Until last Thursday. Last Thursday Anneli, Kristi and Michael went with me and we had loads of fun. It was actually really good that so many of us went because besides everyone I mentioned there were only two others there. Then afterward we were having so much fun that we decided to go out on the town and party! So we went out to “Eat!” and played Jenga. We decided to play by our own rules (which is all we ever really do anyway) and so ended up with all sorts of hilarious shaped towers that were completely unstable, which is really the whole point of Jenga, right? Then on Saturday, yesterday, we had a cook out with Anneli, Evelin, Kristi, Michael and Keit. It was great. We played Limbo, and Hackey Sack, and that “I’m Going On A Picnic…” game. And Michael stabbed his hand with some barbed wire, which was really nasty and made me feel really guilty, because his hand got stabbed when he tried to climb the fence next to the shed when I kicked the Hackey Sack on the shed roof. But he didn’t need 10 fingers anyway so…Not really, he’s okay. So that was loads of fun. And then after the cook out we still couldn’t just let the party end so we went out to “Eat!” again (It’s really my favorite place) and played Alias. And I was happy because Anneli and Evelin let me buy them donuts. Anneli and Evelin never let me buy them things, yet they’ve always bought me ice cream and soda and stuff, so I always feel like some sort of anti-gentleman. So now I was able to pay back at least a little bit by buying them some donuts. And those donuts were really good too!

Anyway, now it’s mother’s day and the weather is beautiful. I hope you’re happy I blogged again. I still have loads more to blog about. Like why I didn’t sleep well last night. Or Marik Ishtar. Or Helen. Or any number of things. We’ll see. But anyway, now I must be off. Cya!

Long hair?

Because I'm so weird I always like to blog about my choices in facial hair, and now that I'm considering growing my hair out long I thought I'd share that too. Because I'm such a freak I'd like to grow my hair out long. Here are 3 pictures of men I greatly respect and would love to be just like...kinda. We've got Itachi on the left there, very, very evil. And effeminate. Evil, yet girly. I'd look cool like that. That's probably what I'd end up looking like with my dark straight hair if I grew it out. Then upper right we have Zero! The coolest video game character ever! I mean who else can wield a Z-Sbaer with cutting off hair longer than him! And who can have such girly hair and still seem so masculine? So if I had orange hair and was a reploid than I'd want to be like Zero. But, as a human, I believe I'd like to look like Toumas upper left there from NightWish. See, I could look very cool like that. Let's see how things work out. Anyway, I'm off to PiibliPäevad now. Tsau!