what i find so amusing is that Charlie had no idea that he was sharing a situation with which i am intimately familiar, being one of the previously mentioned two girls. i look at the arabian with a are you kidding me? are we really having this conversation? he really doesn't know it's me? He lodged his foot down the back of his throat and didn't even notice. the thought amused me all night, bubbling out of me in sporatic laughter. Charlie stated that the arabian had a penchant for both of those girls, but that's not the amusing part of the thought for me... all the arabian can see is his daughter and the appeal of having her in his life... making it work. that is a very good thing. better than my fickle nature would gift him. i am selfish and impulsive, ruled by a whim... most times. and while i might make him pause, i think he has waters he needs to test.

what are the chances that his best friend mentions it to me... and not for a second did i think that charlie hadn't already heard it all.

curious.

the game wasn't bad, i zoned out on the first sandman collection a bit. white wolf combat can be so tedious. lengthy in large group battles. i feel my split attention is only fair. i don't get vivid descriptions from the storytellers mouth, so when others are rolling and battling i don't necessarily need to pay attention. i have to admit, the vibrations between the arabian and i were good... perhaps, even in his youth, he will be able to carry off the friends thing... maybe he carries the same gene i do..

anyway, it's off to an early night of dreams.. 4 am for a new dvd display wall. meh.

good couple of days. let's hope the trend is up...

dream.