I volunteered to help, was assigned the Merch Booth and had probably too much fun. I met awesome people, was surrounded by amazingly funky music and got a free funk fest t-shirt. I also got asked out on dates by entertainment dudes that were too old, chatted up perfectly bronzed Turkish men studying abroad at CSUF and attempted to understand a man that had no teeth and had a tongue slithering problem. say whaaaaaaa? Oh, and I managed to get myself on the FUN list by talking to a wonderful manager as I worked at the merch table.
I hung out with my sister today. Bought some sweet ass jeans and underwear and such and some ornaments for my ear lobes. I was also corrected on what I was called at the party. It was not "hot" it was "Fuckin' hot"- so much classier. So, that also probably means that he obviously didn't see me eat the hot cheetohs. I don't think the two go hand in hand, or maybe they do...
On a different note. I shaved my legs today. I think it's probably been over five days since the last time I shaved my legs. I feel pretty smooth now. It's pretty nice.
If it had been up to me, I would have seen the feller myself, or so I thought. Well, really, said to myself. Quietly. An outspoken thought. So, I would have seen the feller myself. What feller? The one my sister told me about.
This spectacular evening, as I lay sprawled about the carpeted floor lazily watching Miss Congeniality 2 with my mother, I received a call. This call was from my sister. I'll skip to the good stuff. She said that someone texted someone and it involved me and someone who thought I was "hot" at a party last Friday. Yessum, "Hot". Me. ME?!
Believe it or not, it was I that they were referring to. I would have you know I straightened my hair AND applied make-up and was on my best behavior- until I started drinking and ate a few hot cheetoh puffish looking balls.
Amidst that drinking and hot cheetoh stuffing someone took a notice of me. Someone thought that stuffing whole hot cheetoh balls (which are QUITE large) without trying to break it up and close your mouth and try to chew without opening the mouth, was attractively HOT. Picture a hamster with its little tiny pocket cheeks entirely full. Now picture my face. Now picture it like it's filled with hot cheetoh balls. Ok, now let it sink in.
On completely other note. I just picked at my earring crust. You know, the gunk that gathers behind those beautiful diamond-like studs that so many people compliment and take note of? Well, after picking that gunk and wiping it off on the sofa which sat in front of me, I smelled my fingers. BAD IDEA. Do NOT smell your fingers after picking earring gunk.
End of story.
p.s.- I am in love with<<ANJULIE's music>>. You may recognize her from MTV, or (in my case) from the Starbucks display case nearest you. She's great.
End of story. for real.
Oh, and sorry for being m.i.a., I know how many of you simply adore my stories.
Currently reading a book about a woman. Some may call it a biography.
More specifics? She is from Iran, she teaches an English class, she is discussing the politics in Iran involving the government and even more importantly (or interesting in my case) woman's rights. She is doing all this while talking about her journey of life (the part that she has experiences already). The setting is mainly near Tehran, being that she taught at the University of Tehran.
It has a lot of substance, a lot of interesting aspects and I am learning a lot about not only Iran and its intricacies and total bullshit laws, but about revolutionary authors. Perspective. Mine is changing constantly, but that's not new.
So I'm reading thaaaat book, then I'm going to try to continue reading Gonzo, and finish my mini text book on dreaming and tackle all those other books that have been gaining dust on the shelf.
Online life has been intriguing me- mainly how bloggers blog. I've been collecting information, making my observations, learning things here and there.
Other than this, I have been hanging out with cats. Lots and lots of cats. Surprisingly, I am pretty happy hanging out with cats. My future is looking bright.