spectator
"I asked you about love and you told me it's a gift that some of us got and some of us missed"
Que sera sera
relationshipsSo, here's a decent summarization of my day:
1) wasted the day away and woke up at the lovely hour of 10:01am.
2) got online and spent the rest of my morning and a large portion of my afternoon chatting, blogging, listening to music, and commenting.
3) realized I should get off my ass and start getting ready to attend the wake of my dad's former C.D.'s manager who passed away Thursday.
4) hurried hurried hurried to find something that a) was appropriate (i.e. nothing low cut/too revealing which in and of its self is nearly impossible in my wardrobe) and b) didn't make me look like some kind of frumpy crap bag.
5) flew out of the house, made arrangements to meet my brother for lunch after the wake.
6) left wake and decided to go to Ryan's (in our defense, the choices in Gville are depressingly slim) where I dished out $60+ for a party of 5 (which wouldn't bug me if it hadn't been Ryan's. I mean, come on, the majority of the stuff on the bar is non-vegetarian which is sucky when the majority of the party is vegetarian. Plus, their cooked veggies sucked. Good salad bar and soft serve fro-yo though).
7) attempted to lay the ground work for a better relationship with my dad. Keep your fingers crossed--I want to be happier and I want him to be happier....so maybe things will go well. I don't know.
8) came home and changed out of the fuschia stilettos that I had been been glared at as a result of having worn (a woman in Ryan's looked at me, then my shoes, then gave me the look of death. I didn't realize fuschia stilettos = She devil/flaming whore/skank/slut of the century/etc).
9) decided to go see 27 Dresses with my mom and sis. Enjoyed myself as well as the movie thoroughly. I want some sexy writer to carry on sarcastic banter with me and make me swoon for him, too. In case the previous sentence didn't make it clear, the movie was good and if you like a lovely romantic comedy then you should go see it.
10) came home and gave you a recap of my day.
11) I'm beginning to think that I should have grown up in the 1970s. Just a thought...
Also, I'm seriously loving The Kooks. Some of their videos are as follows (the videos are so-so but I'm posting them for the music):
She Moves In Her Own Way
Ooh La - I see Paris! <3
Seaside
1) wasted the day away and woke up at the lovely hour of 10:01am.
2) got online and spent the rest of my morning and a large portion of my afternoon chatting, blogging, listening to music, and commenting.
3) realized I should get off my ass and start getting ready to attend the wake of my dad's former C.D.'s manager who passed away Thursday.
4) hurried hurried hurried to find something that a) was appropriate (i.e. nothing low cut/too revealing which in and of its self is nearly impossible in my wardrobe) and b) didn't make me look like some kind of frumpy crap bag.
5) flew out of the house, made arrangements to meet my brother for lunch after the wake.
6) left wake and decided to go to Ryan's (in our defense, the choices in Gville are depressingly slim) where I dished out $60+ for a party of 5 (which wouldn't bug me if it hadn't been Ryan's. I mean, come on, the majority of the stuff on the bar is non-vegetarian which is sucky when the majority of the party is vegetarian. Plus, their cooked veggies sucked. Good salad bar and soft serve fro-yo though).
7) attempted to lay the ground work for a better relationship with my dad. Keep your fingers crossed--I want to be happier and I want him to be happier....so maybe things will go well. I don't know.
8) came home and changed out of the fuschia stilettos that I had been been glared at as a result of having worn (a woman in Ryan's looked at me, then my shoes, then gave me the look of death. I didn't realize fuschia stilettos = She devil/flaming whore/skank/slut of the century/etc).
9) decided to go see 27 Dresses with my mom and sis. Enjoyed myself as well as the movie thoroughly. I want some sexy writer to carry on sarcastic banter with me and make me swoon for him, too. In case the previous sentence didn't make it clear, the movie was good and if you like a lovely romantic comedy then you should go see it.
10) came home and gave you a recap of my day.
11) I'm beginning to think that I should have grown up in the 1970s. Just a thought...
Also, I'm seriously loving The Kooks. Some of their videos are as follows (the videos are so-so but I'm posting them for the music):
She Moves In Her Own Way
Ooh La - I see Paris! <3
Seaside
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