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Further Updates on Joel
Mar. 21st, 2006 07:26 pmMy brother, behind my back and without asking permission, has become a chick magnet. This is highly amusing.
He has been meeting young ladies with enourmous bosoms at the library. Hot date Joel, hot date indeed. This young lady is one Rachael, whom he dated in primary school and who continued to chase him for some years. What's interesting to note is that until very recently she was annoying; having sprouted an enourmous bosom, she's suddenly very interesting indeed.
Yet Joel remains besotted with Madeliene, on whom his passions have been fixed for some two or three years (although the situation is aided, I'm sure, by the not unworthy bosom she herself has come into possession of lately). But the path of true love is fraught with danger- for his best friend Dean is also enamoured of this divine creature. They two stand at bus stops and melt into puddles on the ashphalt when it turns out that 'Maddy's coming!'. With all the seriousness such a situation demands, they do not discuss their shared passion. They compete, without ever discussing the competition, for such small favours as a smile or a wave as she leaves the bus. Joel, being slightly more articulate than Dean, has managed to achieve this goal on a few occaisions.
Their friendship is destined to fall on still harder times. Joel, as I may or may not have mentioned, has inexplicable 'turns' that are somewhat like juvenile epilepsy, but aren't. Anyway, he had one of these on the bus one afternoon, and was forced to rush for the convieniently placed bus bucket. Madeliene, being the kind soul she is, devoted her attention to him, offering him water and generally fussing over him. Dean was smote to the core. Joel, he asserted, was faking it just to get Maddy's attention!
Was Joel offended at this assertion? Was he gravely concerned for the state of his friendship? No indeed, rather he was smug.
All this was recounted unto me on the way out to the hall on Saturday night. Once there, i was able to witness Joel's magnetism in action. At this party there were three young ladies, the daughter of the birthday woman this daughter's two friends. As Joel and I lounged on the front verandah, they trooped out to us.
Girl One: So you guys know Ayla Woolmer?
Joel: Yeah, she used to go to school with us.
Girl Two (to me): You know, we thought he (Joel) was your boyfriend.
Me: *snort* Well for one thing, he's fifteen! and for another he's my brother.
Girl One: Oh, are you fifteen? I'm fifteen. *slight toss of head*
*girls sit down and talk about something else for a moment*
Girl Two: Oh, we should talk about people you know!
Joel: No, that's fine.
Girl Two: So do you guys know who we are?
Me: Well, you're Jessica (to girl one). So you're Rebecca?
Girl Two: NO! I'm *insert name here*.
Girl Three: and I'm *some other name*.
Jessica: (to Joel) How long have we known each other?
Joel: I've never seen you before.
Jessica: Yes you have, we've known each other forever! (to me) How long have you known my brother?
Me: I dunno, I've known Benjamin since I was a baby, so I probably knew Sam too.
Girl Two: So do you guys play instruments?
Joel: *looking nonchalant* well, that's my guitar up on the stage.
Girl Two: really? which one?
Joel: the red one.
Jessica: I play bass.
Joel: oh yeah, i play that too.
Jessica: really? what else do you play?
Joel: *shrugging* oh, i play anything with strings. Guitar, mandolin, violin...
Me: You do NOT play the violin, Joel!!
Jessica: Do you play harp?
Joel: well i've never really seen one, but...
Me: Joel. You cannot play the harp.
*joel doesn't look at me*
at about that point i decided i ought to let him be :P. I was amused to see the girls managed to get him doing the chicken dance, though.
He has been meeting young ladies with enourmous bosoms at the library. Hot date Joel, hot date indeed. This young lady is one Rachael, whom he dated in primary school and who continued to chase him for some years. What's interesting to note is that until very recently she was annoying; having sprouted an enourmous bosom, she's suddenly very interesting indeed.
Yet Joel remains besotted with Madeliene, on whom his passions have been fixed for some two or three years (although the situation is aided, I'm sure, by the not unworthy bosom she herself has come into possession of lately). But the path of true love is fraught with danger- for his best friend Dean is also enamoured of this divine creature. They two stand at bus stops and melt into puddles on the ashphalt when it turns out that 'Maddy's coming!'. With all the seriousness such a situation demands, they do not discuss their shared passion. They compete, without ever discussing the competition, for such small favours as a smile or a wave as she leaves the bus. Joel, being slightly more articulate than Dean, has managed to achieve this goal on a few occaisions.
Their friendship is destined to fall on still harder times. Joel, as I may or may not have mentioned, has inexplicable 'turns' that are somewhat like juvenile epilepsy, but aren't. Anyway, he had one of these on the bus one afternoon, and was forced to rush for the convieniently placed bus bucket. Madeliene, being the kind soul she is, devoted her attention to him, offering him water and generally fussing over him. Dean was smote to the core. Joel, he asserted, was faking it just to get Maddy's attention!
Was Joel offended at this assertion? Was he gravely concerned for the state of his friendship? No indeed, rather he was smug.
All this was recounted unto me on the way out to the hall on Saturday night. Once there, i was able to witness Joel's magnetism in action. At this party there were three young ladies, the daughter of the birthday woman this daughter's two friends. As Joel and I lounged on the front verandah, they trooped out to us.
Girl One: So you guys know Ayla Woolmer?
Joel: Yeah, she used to go to school with us.
Girl Two (to me): You know, we thought he (Joel) was your boyfriend.
Me: *snort* Well for one thing, he's fifteen! and for another he's my brother.
Girl One: Oh, are you fifteen? I'm fifteen. *slight toss of head*
*girls sit down and talk about something else for a moment*
Girl Two: Oh, we should talk about people you know!
Joel: No, that's fine.
Girl Two: So do you guys know who we are?
Me: Well, you're Jessica (to girl one). So you're Rebecca?
Girl Two: NO! I'm *insert name here*.
Girl Three: and I'm *some other name*.
Jessica: (to Joel) How long have we known each other?
Joel: I've never seen you before.
Jessica: Yes you have, we've known each other forever! (to me) How long have you known my brother?
Me: I dunno, I've known Benjamin since I was a baby, so I probably knew Sam too.
Girl Two: So do you guys play instruments?
Joel: *looking nonchalant* well, that's my guitar up on the stage.
Girl Two: really? which one?
Joel: the red one.
Jessica: I play bass.
Joel: oh yeah, i play that too.
Jessica: really? what else do you play?
Joel: *shrugging* oh, i play anything with strings. Guitar, mandolin, violin...
Me: You do NOT play the violin, Joel!!
Jessica: Do you play harp?
Joel: well i've never really seen one, but...
Me: Joel. You cannot play the harp.
*joel doesn't look at me*
at about that point i decided i ought to let him be :P. I was amused to see the girls managed to get him doing the chicken dance, though.
