So my favorite people to work with are Stephen and Brittany. Stephen is a hypochondriac, self-described expert on everything who I love dearly and who never ceases to amuse me. Brittany is short (all the rest of the hostesses are a good foot shorter than me), bleach-blonde hair, and shares my love of Spongebob and Brand New. SHE IS NEVER SAD. I worked with both these people tonight. Friday I close with Brittany and tonight I drove Stephen and this new guy Chris home, which was an adventure because Stephen goes: "Town is this way" and it was THE OTHER WAY and we drove all the way out PAST Melissa's house and it was crazy and he got us lost and it was fun.
So I got home and decided to cut up watermelon. At ten pm. What I had for dinner was chicken soup from work and watermelon. nom nom nom. And then I was like...giant dance party! so here's my weird one-person late-night party music. It's very short, it consists of two songs:
1. Middle of Nowhere - Hot Hot Heat
2. Knock Em Out - Lily Allen
YES, WASN'T THAT GREAT?! O MAN.
I don't know. I say that a lot these days. I don't know. It's true, whatever it is. I am tired of apologizing because I don't know what to say! My new years resolution is to quit doing that. I will say snarky things instead. and write something. hahahahahahaha oh writing, that's funny
i was a small bear
you caught me in a steel trap
and took all my fur.
I'M KNITTING A SWEATER OMG. And the whole reason I'm making it is because the pattern is called Mrs. Darcy OMG THE CUTE. THIS SWEATER REEKS CUTE and half of it is the name.
I'm listening to the Across the Universe soundtrack and IT MAKES ME HAPPY. It also reminds me that the music was much better than other elements of the film, like, for example, the plot. but it was pretty and sad.
I read franny and zooey and I quite liked it. it was pretty and sad.
these people, these people, they are me:
I have never known the likes of this. I've been alone and I have missed things and kept out of sight...but other girls were never quite like this.
maybe I am missing out on the fun things. I don't think so. I watch Spongebob a lot, it's on Nickelodeon for hours and hours every day in the summer and I just leave it on and knit, or leave it on and internet, or leave it on and walk around. Sometimes I watch it. That's gotta count for something fun. Sometimes I go shopping or spend money or eat (not very often, now, since it's summer), or sleep without moving all night long, like I did last night. It was wonderful. Between all these terrible dreams I have, then I go and have nights like last night, where I didn't move a single bit and it was cold and warm and wonderful. Maybe it's the TIP thing again, where when it's hot I'm destined to go crawl in the bathroom in boxers and a tank top, sitting in the window with my legs sticking out on the roof, not sleeping all the time.
Meeting all these people has made me realize how uncool I am. I am pretty uncool; you know this. I'm a Trekkie and I knit and I don't drink or smoke or do drugs or anything. I cannot paint like Hannah nor know every movie ever made like Amanda; I do not have an immense knowledge of musicals or can sing them all like Jodi; I do not know and have never seen Talladega Nights like Brittany, nor can I speak in accents and recite Hamlet like Elizabeth. I cannot play the guitar, which everyone can do, nor can I play any sort of sports. But I read a lot of books, and I'm relatively fast on the up-take. Let's get our good qualities straight, here. let's make sure we have some.
crazy landmine girl. I could be crazy landmine girl if you happened to have a black hat somewhere around.