See, no one died at the Craigslist casting call for friends. We did have one creeper who showed up. Note the red shirt.
So you see, we all survived. And all in all, it was an amazing way to waste approximately 3 weeks of my life. Got hilarious e-mails and lots of kudos on a funny CL posting, so maybe I need to write a Lifetime movie about this experience.
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Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Teen Angst isn't a good color on anyone.
Ahhh teen angst. In the form of vampire/werewolf/sci-fi nerdity. I am not ashamed to admit that I'm a 25 year old who has seen the Twilight and New Moon movies.
I maybe should be a little ashamed to admit that I was at the midnight opening for both? And loved it? And judged the shit out of all the 14 year olds there while WI BFF, BFF, and BFF's lil sis played suck, chuck, or fuck* while they warned me to watch my language?
Alas, I am not ashamed. I, however, haven't felt so much palpable angst in one room since the turn of the century. Since I was in high school at the turn of this century. It was not a good feeling. Ick, teen angst.
*Apparently my friends and I made up the title to this game. I think there is another name for it somewhere. Basically, pick 3 people and choose who you would marry (suck), have a one night stand with (fuck), and throw off a bridge (chuck). My friends and I are die hard romantics.
I maybe should be a little ashamed to admit that I was at the midnight opening for both? And loved it? And judged the shit out of all the 14 year olds there while WI BFF, BFF, and BFF's lil sis played suck, chuck, or fuck* while they warned me to watch my language?
Alas, I am not ashamed. I, however, haven't felt so much palpable angst in one room since the turn of the century. Since I was in high school at the turn of this century. It was not a good feeling. Ick, teen angst.
*Apparently my friends and I made up the title to this game. I think there is another name for it somewhere. Basically, pick 3 people and choose who you would marry (suck), have a one night stand with (fuck), and throw off a bridge (chuck). My friends and I are die hard romantics.
Friday, October 19, 2007
My first time
There is a first time for everything, or so they say.
I do suppose everyone thinks of their first time as when they hopped off the V-train (or were dragged). However, this reference is about my first time blogging. Just like my "other" first time, it is probably going to start out pretty awkward, confusing, and sweaty. Also, like my "other" first time, I will probably get done and say, wow- that really was not worth my time. And then I will find out that you are all reading 5 other blogs and be much looser in my blog choices. Maybe even bring 10-20 blogs home from the bar with me without knowing or caring what their name is, who has written them before, and I likely won't ever write or call them again.
Here's hoping I can fuck you over and you come back wanting for more.
Good luck to all!
I do suppose everyone thinks of their first time as when they hopped off the V-train (or were dragged). However, this reference is about my first time blogging. Just like my "other" first time, it is probably going to start out pretty awkward, confusing, and sweaty. Also, like my "other" first time, I will probably get done and say, wow- that really was not worth my time. And then I will find out that you are all reading 5 other blogs and be much looser in my blog choices. Maybe even bring 10-20 blogs home from the bar with me without knowing or caring what their name is, who has written them before, and I likely won't ever write or call them again.
Here's hoping I can fuck you over and you come back wanting for more.
Good luck to all!
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