In Other News....

In other news aside from my long post about what I want....today was the birthday of one of my bestest friends.  Yes, I said bestest.  I've said stranger things, and I'll probably say even stranger things.  He turned sixteen, and I managed to get him embarrassed at school!  I was super happy about that.
See, we have a principal, and he has a wife, and on Tuesdays and Thursdays she comes over, and is the chapel speaker.  Well, I told her that it was his birthday, and that she should royally embarrass him.  Sadly, she doesn't know him well...she thought that he would be hard to embarrass...au contrair.  He's easy to embarrass.  Especially with things like that.
ANYWAY...we've been studying the spiritual gifts in her chapel lessons, and so she went through a bunch of people that everyone at school knows, then she called him up there, and oooooh...his face!  He was so embarrassed!  And then a senior girl decided she knew him better than me...no offense to her...but seriously, she said, "Aww, he's just so quiet!"  And I go, "Quiet?  Quiet?  Uh huh...  He's not quiet!"  "Yeah he is!"  I shake my head even thinking about it.  Quiet.  Honestly.  No one knows him well if they think he's quiet.  Maybe he's quiet in chapel...but here's a newsflash--YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE QUIET IN CHAPEL.  And maybe he's quiet in a lot of his classes.  But, you have to remember, those teachers are the less lenient.  Get to Brother Todd's class...man...you have me sometimes wishing he WAS quiet.  I mean, the talking is fine...but some of the stuff that guy says....  If I had a dollar for every "woman," or "red-head," joke, or saying he said...I would be a very rich woman.  By woman, and red-head jokes, or sayings, I'm meaning things like, "Brother Todd, this is a defective woman, we need to send her back to the factory!"  or... "why are you such a red-head?"  or... "Woman, get back to the kitchen, I need a sandwich!"  Or, "Wow, when you get mad your hair...wow, it's like flames.  Are you okay?"  Or, "Quit being such a woman!"
Of course, I always have comebacks.
Here's how they go:
Him: Brother Todd, this is a defective woman, we need to send her back to the factory!
Me: Punch, or glare, or both
Him: Why are you such a red-head?
Me:  Oh, I don't know, I was born like this?
Him: Woman, get back to the kitchen, I need a sandwich!
Me:  You know, women can be other places than just the kitchen.... *punch*
Him: Wow, when you get mad, your hair...wow...it's like flames...are you okay?
Me: *glare*
Him: Quit being such a woman!
Me: I can't help it!  I am a woman!
Him: Katie, could you be a woman and do this for me?
Me: No!  Be a man and do it yourself.
....Yet he's my best friend.  *shakes head in disappointment at self*
So, I thought letting y'all know that would be nice.
NOW!  In other, other news....
I have been introduced to a wonderfully new fandom.  New to me anyway.  It involves doctors.  No, it's not Scrubs.  Or Grey's Anatomy.  Or General Hospital.  Do you guys give up?  No, it isn't House.  Stop guessing now.  It's Doctor Who!  And it is so wonderfully addicting, and I love it, and I miss the ninth doctor, and I miss Rose, and Donna disappeared, and I love the Doctor oh so much, and I miss him so very badly.  And I'm shutting up now, so that it looks like I went to bed at a semi reasonable time.
~Katie :)