(and in no particular order other than that they are spit from my brain - boy, THAT made sense!)
1. fernandina with nikki and dryden and blake was just what the doctor ordered. ok, well i am sure the doctor wouldn't have told me to not reapply my sunscreen after playing in the ocean, but in spite of the random splotchy sunburn that looks more like a rash i brought back as my sole souvenir, the trip was still one of the best weekends i have had in a while.
no boones, lots of vodka. blake's parents, amazingly hospitable. like a b&b, but free. nikki, please know that truthfully, my ass is soooo much bigger.
we ended up playing a very different version of mystery man. instead of the names-of-rock-stars-and-boys-in-our-lit-class variety, we played the look-up-gay-porn-stars-online-and-see-if-blake-can-guess-which-ou-student-it-is version. dick wolf, we salute you.
i also learned that my blog portrays me as nikki's friend who has a lot of sex. if only...
2. i decided i had nothing appropriate to wear to my friend nicole's wedding. side note: there really are A LOT of nicoles in my life. so odd. like jamie's in high school.
anyway - so i went dress shopping with all the money i didn't spend in florida. i decided since it is an evening event i can get away with a black dress. and with my strategically-placed sunrash it would need to be a halter dress at that. i found the perfect selection - at gap no less. i can't believe i just admitted that i bought something at gap. ugh.
but more importantly, i bought a dress at gap and it was a size 4. god bless them. and it looks damn good if i do say so myself.
now, i am not a size 4. i still very much possess a size 10/12 ass. but i guess with the dress, my waist was all that mattered. i have to say, my favorite part of my body has always been my waist. good waist! i love you.
and dr. atkins. i don't care what they say. i love you, too. dude! size 4!!!!!!!!!
3. blondie and lollapalooza. both my birthday weekend. i might lose my mind.
4. hybrid was awesome. except for that part where i put the other half of my roll in my back pocket and it crumbled to a dusty, useless mess. so sad.
i also got to tell one of the hybrid guys about seeing them in my beloved edinburgh - and then i had a revelation. after telling him very boringly that i saw them at the liquid room, he then told me about a row that started with some jackass in the crowd at that show throwing a pint at the singer. i missed this at the show, but i was, as we can all imagine, in a world all my own. it was then that i remembered the crazy, slightly older, yet strangely attractive, very scottish gentleman who kept insisting he was going to have to go home with me because his friends had been bounced for starting some fight and he had no idea where they had gone. suddenly everything was clear.
in case you're wondering - and you may be, who knows - i ditched him as soon as his friends called his cell phone and he stepped out so he could actually understand them, swearing he'd be right back and asking me to stay put. even his charm and continued reassurance of my "quite lovely"-ness - about the only thing i could make out through his combination accent/drunken slurring - were not enough to keep me from my pursuit of the purple-haired angel that will always be my little dylan, who i had already spotted at the bar.
can we please go back to scotland now?
5. i get to go see late night with conan o'brien! july 15. my cousin tami and i are heading up to nyc for the hell of it. well, for me it's to celebrate my release from my corporate confines. but alas...
6. finally - one statement. "there's nothing that woman could do to hurt me anymore." didn't see that one coming - wait, that's a lie. maybe just not so soon.
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