Hobocamp

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

I was on such a good run there, right? With the posting and the blabbing? Oh well.

I've been working on some old drafts (yet again) which I hope to have up soon, but that faux attention to timeliness seems misleading, considering they are all from 2008, at their most contemporary, so who am I kidding, right?

So I'm just going to tell you a few things that have been on my mind, and we'll both agree to call that a post, okay? Okay. You are so generous.

1) I got these new ballet shoes and I love them. I've only worn them in class a couple of times, but I feel like they make my feet look really good and my legs seem nice and long. And that's how you know I'm delusional, because I would have to be stretched on the rack for my legs to seem long. I'm almost 5'2" and most of that is torso. But this is America, goddammit, and if a girl can't lie to herself, to whom CAN she lie? Riddle me that, Barack Obama.

2) I'm still seeing that guy, who I will call Dr. Poop on here. He has still not been permitted to see this blog, which probably won't change any time soon. As a result, I have yet to set foot in the guest room. I think things are going well- I'm terrible at this kind of stuff- but I sacked up and asked him to come with me this weekend to my friend's baby's birthday party (the baby will be one) and he agreed. Like, with no fuss at all. And I had arguments planned and everything, including the one that I was never going to share with him, which was "It's up to you whether you come or not, and if you don't that's fine, but then we'll have to break up," because I am CRAZY and like to issue people ultimatums without telling them so. But he agreed to come, just like that, and I was kind of stunned. This party is NOT close. It's in another state and requires driving. And meeting a bunch of my best girlfriends and their husbands, who he has to love or we'll have to break up. Right? Right.

3) Also, poor Dr Poop, I made dinner at his house last week and it was AWFUL. And I know how to cook, you guys. I super promise. But something terrible happened and I served the Rosemary's Baby of Italian food. Yuck yuck yuck! It tasted like Chef Boyardee threw up on roadkill. I was so mad and sad and embarrassed. The side dish was okay, and dessert was good, but still. Gack. I may never recover from this.

4) here are typing mistakes I may or may not have made today:

googe.com
goole.com
googlecom
gogoole.com
goooglecom

Obviously, someone needs to make a quick stop over at www.whatthefuckiswrongwithmyfingers.com.

5) So, driving in snow. New to me! I haven't really driven in snow since high school. Turns out, it sucks. I don't do anything scary or reckless but I definitely plod along wishing for the subway. And you have to leave so earrrrrrrrrly to get anywhere! Maybe it's my city. It's not really known for its winters, but any amount of snow here seems debilitating.

6) I've been swimming in the mornings with a classmate of mine who used to be a swim coach. Before all this business got started, I envisioned myself showing up at the pool and lazily floating on my back, legs extended in the air, pretending to be a synchronized swimmer. She had a different agenda, and has been pushing me really hard, which I love. She says I'm not bad at all and suggested we train for a tri sometime this summer. I laughed so hard I might have tee-teed a bit in the pool. I don't think I'm actually a strong swimmer. I think my bubble butt acts as a flotation device and makes me look like I'm swimming. My tush can be confusing, I admit. It's like I got a boob job just below my back. Thanks, Mother Nature.

7) School is back in full swing so my stories are all hugely juvenile these days, like "Oh my GOD you guys, I think someone totally farted in lab!" I'll spare you...for now.

Love,
Meg

Labels: boring, help my brain is weird, jizz in the spaghetti sauce

posted by A Lover and a Fighter at 7:43 PM -

8 Comments:

At 8:47 AM, Anonymous said…

Me love pretty funny lady. Me love bubble butt gurl. Pretty funny lady make me laff har har har. Me jealous of Dr. Poop. I mean, hey. What kind of dr. can a dr. be when he name poop?

Word verification of the day: nonsta

No kidding! Nonsta! Nonstaaaahhhhhhh.
At 9:25 AM, Yvo said…

JIZZ IN THE SPAGHETTI SAUCE? Did you think I wouldn't notice?! I'm totally going to click over and see if there's more than one post. Because if there is, lord help my coworkers today I will be laughing so hard I bet! I'm excited!
Now the ballet slippers are adorable but how the f* do you wear that in the winter? You just mentioned snow! I'm confused!
And I feel you on the food. The first time I cook for anyone is nerve wracking because I want it to be good and they're expecting it to be good and if it falls flat, I'm enormously disappointed and embarrassed and... not good. <3 Next time!
At 10:53 AM, Sue Ellen Mishkey said…

Boy! Am I ever glad you blogged again. phheeewwpphh.

And since everyone and their cat says the word varification, I am going to too!
to too.

quoun. qu-ooooh-ne
At 3:26 PM, kelsi said…

i type "gogol" all the time.
you're welcome.

also, i made curry for miz ingalls not too long ago that was just terrible. he was really sweet and we called it soup. i have no idea how it got so watery. i blame new york.

love you!
At 8:07 PM, Jack and Jill said…

I can't wait until Mr. Poop finds and/or is permitted access to Hobocamp and he finds out what his name is. CAN'T WAIT.
At 9:22 PM, kelsi said…

Also. How long have you been a .com instead of a .blogspot.com? Forever? None of my old bookmarks work on this piecea. Yes, sic, for all y'all grammar haters.
At 9:56 PM, A Lover and a Fighter said…

NonstaNonstaNonsta!

Yvo- I actually wear the ballet shoes to ballet class- not outside. Though your comment got the Suzer and me thinking about designing a ballet shoe/Ugg hybrid. THat would be great.

SEM- I feel like quoun should be a real word, right? Like a quinoa/noun hybrid.

Kelsi- I guess the only good thing is that as Dr Poop has the palate of a 4 year old, he wouldn't deign to eat curry, so i'd be making it for myself so who cares how bad it is..? Ugh. Love YOU.

Jill- Won't happen.

Kelsi- Probably a couple of weeks? I bought it.
At 9:47 AM, peterdewolf said…

Like Kelsi, I only recently noticed the dot com business.

I type goggle.com a lot. (Sometimes goggle.ca)