Summer Lovin.

For the first time in 5 years, I don't have a single work related event this summer (at the NPM).  I feel so FREE!  A typical summer has previously consisted of normal 9-5 workdays and at least 2 meetings in the evening a week, wherein I wouldn't get home until 10 pm.  NOT THIS SUMMER!  No siree!  So, here is a list of things I intend to do this summer, in no particular order:
- Science Museum of Minnesota
- Happy Hour
- Summerfest
- State Fair
- Happy Hour
- a different Pinterest project each week
- Saints game
- Joke Joint open mic
- camping
- fix my resume
- Happy Hour
- get a new job
- Happy Hour

Also, I'm officially late 20's, as of yesterday.  Time to re-evaluate the work schedule in which I have not been able to really enjoy these things for the last 5 years.

Facebook is the best-ish.

I've been teetering close to having 1,000 facebook friends for a few months now.  I'm not sure how I feel about this milestone (whore or Miss Popular?  The age old high school dilemma), but I have a difficult time removing people as friends.  I also don't like to request people as friends unless we are actual friends (this term is subjective and may change on a daily basis.  I consider Clay Matthews and I actual friends).
However, I've noticed here and there some "de-friending" going on with me, and I won't say it doesn't make me wonder.  What did I do to be "de-friended"?  Did I post too often?  Were my rambling liberal views too much?  I am glad it hasn't happened in the hundreds, or I might be more concerned, lest I actually care.

However, 2 specific instances have left me wondering.  For one, a girl I was actual friends with in high school has defriended and re-requested me at least 3 times.  I didn't notice at first, and just had the thought, "oh, I thought we already were friends." accept.  "Oh, maybe when you get married you have to re-request everyone with your new name." accept.  NAY, now I am smarter and realized she must have commitment issues.  She has re-requested me 3 months ago, and is currently in facebook purgatory, as I just don't feel that I need to click accept quite yet.
The second instance is much less interesting, but is a matter of principle.  I noticed this guy had done some serious cleansing of his friends, so I truly wasn't offended that I didn't make the cut of his remaining 70 friends.  But the reality of it is - I think there should be precedence on facebook that if I there was ever genital to mouth contact between me and you in high school, the least you should do is let me be your facebook friend so I can creep on you anytime I want.  It's a matter of principle.

This is why I can never be an adult.

You are smack dab in the middle of my shame spiral, as outlined by Allie, the most hilarious blogger of all time.

Read her hilarity here.
http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-why-ill-never-be-adult.html

Story of my life.  Now that the BFF has left the country (for all intents and purposes) for the next 5 months, maybe I will be able to hop back on the blogosphere bandwagon and continue to regale all 2 readers (you know who you are) with tales of woe.

What is it about Craigslist...

Craigslist: not just the place to find friends and get murdered.  Seriously, what is it about Craigslist that makes you all of the following:
- Insanely interested in other people's personal lives.  I.E. reading missed connections and responding to ones you KNOW re not for you?  Thank God for those who do this, since I read them for sheer entertainment value.
- Creepy.
- A hoarder.  Thanks much, free section.  Yes, I do need a 300 lb broken microwave.  And 126 empty wine bottles.
- A total lunatic.  Have you ever read the rants and raves?  YIKES!
- A fucking poet.  Stop it, I am not interested in your dramatic reading of your feelings.  Tell me about the Caribou employee you have your eye on instead.

But seriously, thanks to Craigslist,. I know can fill my time with missed connections and rants and raves ALL DAY because of the droid app - YAY!!!!

Accepting suggestions for things for my friends and I to do to tempt fate, serial killers, and would be molesters as ways to stay entertained!

I might as well be preggo.

I cannot stop thinking about eating pickles.  I love pickles, but really the obsession is beyond this love.  My personal favorite is the bread and butter variety, but it turns out they're really bad for you, so I generally stick to dill.
Pickles I've obsessed about this summer:
- Giant, whole pickles.  Had no less than 14 this summer.
- Crispy pickle spears.  Also available in....
- Pickle Dog form.  Delish pickle spear wrapped in pastrami and cream cheese.
- Deep fried pickle chips.  Oh. My God.
- Baby Gherkin's.  Perfect snack.

I need to get laid, no one should ever spend this much time obsessing over pickles.

Relax, we all survived.

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.

Craigslist

Well, BFF and WIBFF have decided we need to get some more friends.  I decided we should have an open casting call via craigslist.  Here is my posting:

http://minneapolis.craigslist.org/hnp/stp/1653243206.html
A few fun, mid 20-something ladies looking for some applicants for new friends. These applicants will be well groomed, courteous, and have a minimal creep factor. Applicants will be well compensated in movie partners, fast text responses, fantastic families to be a part of, pub crawls, correct grammar, the occasional trip to Brainerd, free lodging during Summerfest, disdain for non-Miller products, and the best friendship ever.

Why would you want to be friends with us, you ask? Here summarizes our best qualities:
New BFF #1: Recent transplant to the Twin Cities from Milwaukee. Likes to contribute to conversation by yelling over the speaker, but insisting that she’s still listening. Works in advertising and has a hilarious outlook on most of life. Always carries Kleenex, just in case you need it (selfless, see!).
New BFF #2: Works with kids, but swears like a sailor. Can hang with the best when chatting up Gopher sports and declaring her love for the Twins. Enjoys Miller Lite and blogging about her dating life. Will take you down in Big Buck Hunter, mostly because she’s a redneck at heart.
New BFF #3: Works in non-profits and isn’t afraid to tell it like it is. Has a special place in her heart for sharks and Shark Week. Wants olives in her beer, thank you very much. Loves to cook, kind of sucks at it. The instigator of this friendship finder. Loves to laugh and sing during karaoke.

The 3 of us find that we get along best with male friends, but we do have a few other close female friends, most of whom live out of state.

You might be an ideal candidate for friendship if you possess one or many of the following qualities:
-You are under 30ish. We’re not looking to be friends with our dads, but mid 30s is probably okay.
-You long to get in screaming matches over Wisconsin and Minnesota sports rivalries with some big fans from both sides of the cheddar wall
-You can carry on a conversation.
-You think a Friday night movie or spending time at a coffee shop “being social” might be ideal because really, we’re too old to go out every weekend and party like its 1999.

We will be at the Vegas Lounge (965 Central Avenue Northeast, Minneapolis) on Saturday, March 27th around 9:30 pm until midnight or later. Wear a red shirt or tie a balloon to your belt loops so we know you’re applying for the position. Look for us – we’ll be the 3 judging you. The code word is "Shark Week".
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Here's hoping we don't get killed!  But I have already received 6 e-mails about it, so clearly we're doing something right!  Shockingly, these haven't been super creepy, and actually quite funny and complementary.  Apparently I am a hilarious CL writer.