My Beloved
For some reason this afternoon, I decided too read choice posts from my blog aloud to my beloved. He won't read it of his own accord of course, that would be taking too much of an interest (I am joking, I quite like being able to call him all kinds of things behind his back).
I chose two smushy posts that talked about him. Afterall, it's only fair that he know how happy I sometimes am being with him. The comment I got afterwards was that he didn't like being called "My beloved" and that he would much prefer "his awsomeness".
At the moment, his awsomeness is playing some shooty thing on the playsatation and making comments about how he is being used for entertainement. I, on the other hand have just finished marking a mountain of work followed by my daily internet routine.
My routine comprises of facebook, comics (see sidebar for new comics!) blogs, news, stumble. Just so you know.
Anyway, this post is a bit of a nothing post, sorry. The point is that I can think of much more colourful things to call his awsomeness that would stop this blog being family friendly (!!) quite quickly. I think I'll stick to my beloved.
Hwyl a sbrii
I appologise to my beloved for being mean. I do like him quite a bit really.
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Perhaps you will know the origins of this quote: "Disco Stu does not advertise."
Similarly, if a person is awesome, he doesn't need a nickname to draw attention to that fact. Although, admittedly, it makes it difficult for anyone other than yourself to refer to him if you keep the existing name. For example, if I ask: "Hey, how's my beloved today?"
It's just all wrong.
I've laughed and laughed about this all day. Thank you!
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