Coffee, muffins, books... it is 'the good life' (Weezer)
John sat me down this morning and he said 'Blake you are a good man but i cannot let you marry my daughter. You have a good heart but my daughter deserves the very best and although you may place second or third you do not place first. One day, maybe, when you have slain the dragon that has kept her spirit caged all these years, releasing along with it true happiness, we can talk again about these matters.'
I told him that i was not going to marry his daughter until i met her, and even then i would have to think seriously before committing to such an agreement, but John told me it that actually he knew that but he knew that one day he would have to refuse young men the right to his daughter's hand, and he thought he would practise on me first.
I do not want to be the person that gets refused by John.
I had the day off from painting so i stopped in at a bookshop and bought Fahrenheit 451, and then stopped in at a small cafe for coffee and muffins. The cafe is called 'forget about tomorrow', and the owner, JJ, is a really cool guy. He noticed i was reading Fahrenheit and told me he liked it and then we talked about other books we liked and places we had been and all sorts of stuff. He said he would teach me some guitar because he has been playing for a little while now.
He said 'Blake, you are one cool cat! I like the way you jive!'
He even let me have the muffin and coffee for free! I was really happy because it was a genuinely good muffin, the sort i have sometimes dreamt about. They reminded me of the muffins i ate long ago, and that made me happy.
I will have to return to that cafe in the future!
Joanne and i talked about nothing in particular over some cookies and it was good. She said she looked at my blog the other day and that it was quite funny. She said i should say she is beautiful in a very natural way, and that her hair flows like an eternity of tears, and that in her eyes is a universe few have discovered, but she wanted me to put it in all discrete like so that people didn't know she wanted me to do it. I loaned her the Weezer cd 'make believe' because i thought she would like the title.
Hello again Joanne! I hope you are having fun staring out the window and listening to music!
Tomorrow is ice cream and paint day!!! But i will not be eating paint.
Blake out.
I told him that i was not going to marry his daughter until i met her, and even then i would have to think seriously before committing to such an agreement, but John told me it that actually he knew that but he knew that one day he would have to refuse young men the right to his daughter's hand, and he thought he would practise on me first.
I do not want to be the person that gets refused by John.
I had the day off from painting so i stopped in at a bookshop and bought Fahrenheit 451, and then stopped in at a small cafe for coffee and muffins. The cafe is called 'forget about tomorrow', and the owner, JJ, is a really cool guy. He noticed i was reading Fahrenheit and told me he liked it and then we talked about other books we liked and places we had been and all sorts of stuff. He said he would teach me some guitar because he has been playing for a little while now.
He said 'Blake, you are one cool cat! I like the way you jive!'
He even let me have the muffin and coffee for free! I was really happy because it was a genuinely good muffin, the sort i have sometimes dreamt about. They reminded me of the muffins i ate long ago, and that made me happy.
I will have to return to that cafe in the future!
Joanne and i talked about nothing in particular over some cookies and it was good. She said she looked at my blog the other day and that it was quite funny. She said i should say she is beautiful in a very natural way, and that her hair flows like an eternity of tears, and that in her eyes is a universe few have discovered, but she wanted me to put it in all discrete like so that people didn't know she wanted me to do it. I loaned her the Weezer cd 'make believe' because i thought she would like the title.
Hello again Joanne! I hope you are having fun staring out the window and listening to music!
Tomorrow is ice cream and paint day!!! But i will not be eating paint.
Blake out.
posted by Kenshin at 8:59 PM
2 Comments:
ice-cream and paint, i wonder how they taste like together? maybe you can paint your ice-creams the colours of the rainbow?
and answering your previous question, i do not have a favourite muffin. (i'm more of a crumpet person)i kinda have this phobia against muffins. coz my mother used to bake them so much that it has totally put me off them. maybe i can pass some of her delicious apple and raisin yoghurt muffin to you some day. i don't like muffins anymore but i won't deny that they ARE delicious.
When i was a kid i ate paint. It was blue paint, and it did not taste very good and also it made me kind of sick.
I wonder if there are differences in the tastes of different colour paints? I am not going to check, i don't think, but it would be interesting to find out.
Ooh, apple raisin yoghurt muffin! I have not had one of those before.
Ps. Crumpets are also cool!
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