Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Just for Tom

You know something bub? As much as I love you, I find you extremely annoying. Which I know is how you want me to feel. For some reason it makes you happy to annoy me..... I'm sure on the other end it's a jolly ol' tally ho' time, but on this end it is pretty ridiculous....
SO, since master Tom was a sore looser about losing the first mad-lib contest....and tried to disqualify Allison (which you have no authority to do.....my blog!)....I wrote you a poem, just so you won't feel left out.....

Tom you are a cheater,
I don’t think you beat her.
Even if her boobs aren't real,
Allison’s still has more zeal.

(For those of you with confused expressions...Allison's mad-lib referred to a calendar girl and Tom tried to disqualify Allison by saying the model's boobs were fake...see the comments....we are strange little earthlings)

Also, how long do we have off for Christmas break? A month (roughly)....I understand you want to spend time with your biological family....You can...we are asking for one day....

Oh, and you may not enjoy snow but I do, very much so. Also, you better start getting used to it, Mr. I'm going to live in New York someday...... And with friends it is different, trust me....it is. But, if you still don't want to go, you don't have to. Kris, Linds, Allison, and I will go; and we will have a great time no matter what. Except for the fact that you seem to be drifting further and further out of our lives..... we'll manage....

Sorry to have wasted the rest of your lives with something I could have personally sent him.

Oh, to the rest of my interested friends and family...
I decided to watch My Best Friends Wedding, cute movie....It was a good choice for tonight!
I want a George! (The gay best friend, who is absolutely amazing; if you don't know why....see the movie)

But for now....Sweet Dreams....and...

Bon Appetit!
em

2 comments:

Unknown said...

Goodness. Yes, I do realize that snow might be fun and yes, I do have a month, and I do want to spend time with you. i'm not entirely convinced that I want to do it in 20 degree weather. That's all.

As for the drifting apart, i'm not sure we are. It seems like it because I'm, well, 3000 miles away. That doesn't mean we have necessarily drifted apart. Besides, some distance is healthy. Lindsey told me today, in reference to my bed, that absence makes the heart grow fonder.

I'm sorry if I annoyed you. that wasn;t the intention. I was trying to broadcast my, shall we say, lack of enthusiasm for blizzards, not for being with you guys. The snow isn't whats important, its the company, so you're right. But company can be anywhere.

If by not going, I will be leaving your lives, sign me up. I do not want that to happen, hence the blog visits, etc. Yes, i've made new friends. I've had to, I'm 3000 miles from home. I need a support system here. However, no one can replace you guys, and I'm being really sincere now. don't think for a minute when I tell you about the cast or the troupe that I have found someone or something far better than I already have.

The truth is, I never can, becuase what I had was too good to begin with.

amsherer said...

You know, Tom...that comment wasn't even slightly directed at me and still it made me get all teary-eyed. You have such a heart-o-gold, Tom.

Emily-Ann, Tom's sweetness makes me miss you so much; I cannot begin to even tell you in words. This is going to sound really corny and almost like we are secret lesbian lovers, but seriously everything here makes me think of you. I saw two girls sitting on the mall eating their lunch and although it was Panda Express, it made me miss our picnics. Everyday I eat fruit snacks; it's kind of my comfort food when I miss you (that's why I eat it every day because I miss you every day). There are so many other things I could say, but this comment is long enough and I can't even compete with Tom's sincerity. I think you should write him a sonnet...

Oh, and My Best Friend's Wedding? Number one on Movie Marathon Night, remember? My astronomy professor is STILL talking about Contact...