Current mood: Category: Dreams and the Supernatural so yeah. the other day, me and mi madre went to sam's club. nothing like buying mass quantities of things for no apparent reason. haha. my mom had to buy cupcakes to take to work or something. while we were there we also got halloween candy for the little d-bags that will show up at our house. and i mean d-bag in the sweetest way. we wandered into the alcoholic section and i was looking at bottles 'o whisky and i decided on a bottle of johnnie walker because i've never tried it before. so we got that and then left for the checkout lanes. oh man, the look on the ladies face was priceless. we had cupcakes, candy, and whisky. the lady just kind of stares at my mom, and i'm like, "yeah she's not a very good mom" haha. it was great. "just kidding, i love my mom. she's great". aanyway, yeah. just thought i'd share that. on another more serious note. i think i'm going retarded. or maybe at least just a bit dumber. i've found that lately i've been getting awfully tongue tied or just at a loss for words. don't get me wrong i've never been a verbal twinkle toes either, but twice this week (and it's only wednesday wtf) i've just been left speechless for no good reason. the first was on monday, i was heading down for dinner and while waiting for the elevator a girl on my floor asked me "you're not signing up for pumpkin carving" and i was just like "no". and just left it at that. and i know to start a conversation you're not supposed to finish with just closed ended answers like that. but i just couldn't think of anything else to say. and rode the whole way down in the awkward silence that you only see in the movies. and i'm also on the 7th floor. longest elevator ride ever. and of course once you get out of the elevator your thinking, "dammit, why couldn't think of anything smart, clever, or witty to say?". AND just like that episode in seinfeld where george couldn't think of a comeback when he was being made fun of, i come up with something i could have said like half an hour later. wtf. life needs a rewind button. then today i was heading to one of my classes and when i got to my class, the teacher was at the door handing back papers that we had written the week before. when she hands me back my paper she tells me about how she LOVED my paper and really enjoyed reading it. and of course what do i do? like a jackass i give her the thumbs up, say,"awesome", take my paper and walk in. wtf again. and of course moments later i think, dammit eddie, why couldn't you have asked her what she liked about it or why she loved it? so now said girl and my teacher think i'm some anti-social d-bag. well maybe not because i've had conversations with them before, but what is going on with me? i blame it on the blogs. it's conditioning me to the point where i can only get my thoughts across by typing them. haha. not really, but i need to blame it on something because i refuse to believe i'm getting dumber. on the other hand, maybe it's helping with my writing because yesterday i had to write a 5 page paper about barack obama, john mccain, and what their beliefs on education are and how it relates to the "american dream" and (Arnold Schwarzenegger voice) "dis an dat". by the way i typed schwarzenegger and my computer fixed it automatically for me. kudos to the austrian bodybuilder who forced his way into the american lexicon enough to be able to correct people when they spell his name wrong. or kudos to Mac computers whatever, but anyway i had completely forgotten about it (because it's a lame assignment) until like half an hour before class started. and guess who wrote a 5 page paper in 15 minutes? this blogger that's who. i'll probably get a d on it though because it's in my rant and rave format that a lot of my blogs are in, but on the other hand maybe i'll get an A because they also said we should challenge their assumptions of the american people "an dis an dat". haha. we'll see how that goes. 'tis all for now hoes. peath out. |
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Wednesday, October 29, 2008 cupcakes and whisky
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