Well here's to hoping the above title doesn't come true in this latest issue of "Brad's Thoughts and Stories"! One note on the above title is that what was written on the Facebook walls of those two ex-girlfriends was 100% friendly in nature. Though the possibility of me pushing the envelope of my humour and their acceptance of it is something that has crossed my mind in the 5 minutes following the 3000 words of glory I spelt across Kaitlan and Allison's walls. I'm not here to debate it though.
Let me get through the typical post being made by most people involved in the blogging trend at this time of year. Christmas is great, I love my family, it was great to see them, I got amazing gifts, the food was too good, I'm happy I've been having the oppurtunities to see my friends, some more of that jazz, and some etc. to conclude. I think that's all that needs to be said on the topic, if those facts are appreciated. I know I appreciate all of what I said, because there is a possibility that someday I will be unable to enjoy all of that because of my career, so I enjoy it as much as I can now.
So what have I been doing with my days lately? Well some people would call my brand of fun horrible. Each to their own I guess. Stumbling around in hijacked house coats with an old buddy from high school and probably making a fool of myself isn't exactly everyone's cup of tea. I personally had fun and ensured that the house coat was returned to its rightful owner. I just hope I didn't promise to be the DD in that stupor I was in. So far only my Ma and Pa have mentioned anything regarding that and they heard it through the floorboards in the middle of the night so we can't take it for 100% certainty. We all know that the physics of the waves involved could have been heavily influenced from the floor boards which would have caused a great deal of interference.
That was the pinnacle of my 3 day expedition of fun beginning with the socializing I partook in with my adult friends. Good times were of course had with them. More fun ensued the next night when I finally stormed into SL bar (about time they opened up! I've been legal a long freaking time). Later that night I stormed into Houstons. Where I was reunited with old high school chums and proceded to make lame pickup attempts on girls I hope were cute (I'm just not big on committment, but chatting the ladies up is still on my list of fun things to do). I proceded to try and pickup using my newly acquired skills in the French language. First of all French doesn't impress Anglo girls and it sure doesn't impress the only 3 Franco sisters in the bar. I got a number, but I don't think it was the cute sister's and a follow up date is not required at all. Return to the previous paragraph for the night that followed. Let us not discuss the day that followed that night though. There was a small concern that solid food might not like me anymore.
Hopefully I have not disgusted you at all. If this blog was all about respectable pursuits such as academics and athletics, I'd have a hell of a time making that 1 in a million interesting post. It is once again late (recurring theme. Me using ( ) and me posting at the stupidest hours of the night/morning). Bonne nuit, I've got to rest before I attend the reincarnation of the annual Shoal Lake tradition of a social on Boxing Day.
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