Grandpa: smirking mischeivously...once able to stop chuckling silently long enough to speak...Fenny, look at that very attractive boy over there!
Me: exaggeratedly...Oh my goodness, where?...peers intently at the wine cupboard, the only thing of note in the direction he's pointing...Hmm, I don't see him!
Grandpa: eats pie...Hee hee hee!
They take lighters at airports now
Fortunately I happened to have a pack of matches Isadora gave me at Applebee's yesterday. Unfortunately I'm not good with matches. Here's a true story:
I paused after writing the first paragraph of this journal entry to light a cigarette. While preparing to smoke, I was composing the next paragraph in my head, in which I planned to explain how I am not good with matches and had already burned myself once. In the process of planning to relate this information, I burned myself again. Like, just now. I'm special.
Matches: 2
Fenchurch: 3
With lighters I average 10 to 1, in my favor.
This proves that matches are far more dangerous than lighters. QED.
ANYWAY on to tales that revolve around neither pie nor my blistering thumb. Actually, one of them does involve pie again. But a different type of pie. And no grandpa.
This is a very picture-laden entry, so I am utilizing that there nifty spoiler gadget. But if you don't click them, you're a sucker. And won't get to see Antimony's panties. Or the pie.
This Adventure dedicated to MS Paint.
Cast of Characters aka Mob of Miscreants:
unfound
Isadora
Antimony
Fenchurch
pie
Part I: The Voyage
In which Fenchurch and unfound depart for Richmond.
Planned Trip Duration: Thursday afternoon through midday Friday
Actual Trip Duration: Thursday afternoon through late Saturday afternoon
It's a good thing my Thursday underwear is my favorite pair.
PICTORALS!
and so forth
Part II: The Return
In which Fenchurch and unfound return, three days later, to less happy lands. And Fenchurch obnoxiously makes said fellow take pictures of her blowing smoke rings about which she is far too excited.
Then she leaves.
The remainder of the adventures shall be related through the medium of my new newspaper, The Fenchurch Quarterly.
I havent decided on the name yet, but I think Quarterly makes it sound distinguished.
So yes, here is the first, and hopefully not the last.
Heres what critics have to say:
Delightfully irreverent! A Microsoft Paint tour de force!
I will conclude with an image of peaceful slumber. I think Isadora is trying to catch sunbeams in her sleep. Antimony just looks disgruntled. That's what she gets for waking up.
(Insert the picture taker, unfound, in the middle, and be envious of him for sleeping with 3 SGs this weekend 
)
Fin.
and i know what i want to get you off your wishlist also
doing a set together would be awesome! maybe someday.... i doubt you'll be moving to canada in the near future though.... you have far too much cool stuff to do in the states!
awww, did you have fun at the fashion show afterparty though? man, i never would have been able to go to that. just for the feeling you were describing. i guess the more you do stuff of that nature though, the less you feel out of place...