Embarrassing Skirts Trivia, Vol. Three
My first kiss was unceremoniously stolen from me by one of my classmates during my senior year of high school. He and I were supposed to watch a movie with a friend at his house. His parents were out of town. I was invited over an hour earlier than our friend. It was so awkward that I still can't bring myself to tell you the whole story. Let me just say that I had my mouth closed for a reason, Mr. Slobberpants.
To add to the cringe factor, I wasn't kissed again until my sophomore year of college. That kiss turned into a four-day make-out session with my best friend, who ceased being my best friend shortly thereafter. Adding insult to injury, I realized tonight that the television was showing Samurai Champloo (an anime series) in the background the whole time. We only paused to install my copy of World of Warcraft on his computer. I kid you not.
Cute Tuesday Boy, don't let me strike out.
You've Got a Friend in Me
Tomorrow, I'm meeting my two elementary school best friends for lunch. Tami and I will be wearing our Best Friends Forever necklaces. Sarah would be wearing hers, but she apparently doesn't have it anymore. I hope there's a really good explanation for that. "I'm not a pack rat?" just won't cut it this time. After all, without her necklace, we're just Friends Forever.
What might make the event an even crazier whirlwind of childhood nostalgia? Meeting at the restaurant where our friend Andrea works now. The four of us—Sarah, Tami, Andrea, Rachel—made up the STAR Club, which had an official newsletter and everything. Guess which dork published that?
Yeah.
So anyway, I'm hoping to be able to bring you some awesome before-and-after pictures tomorrow. Meanwhile, go check out the sites of the last ten bloggers to comment here:
P.S. I love that the womenfolk all sign their comments with their first names, but the boys are all like, "We are unique! Look! Nicknames and crazy capitalization! Watch out ...ladies."
Where Chocolate, Sock Monkeys, and American Idol Collide
Jace of Fuse! sent me a package last week because, well, he's apparently wicked cool like that. Inside, I found a bunch of chocolate coins and the most perfect pin ever created. Juan Pedro is modeling it in the above picture by wearing my somewhat dirty-looking coat. The pin says "Got Chocolate?" and features a sock monkey with chocolate-covered lips. It's too awesome for most of the internet to handle, but I trust that y'all can fully appreciate the beauty.
(I often catch Juan Pedro making out with this pin. I don't blame him.)
In completely unrelated news, how lame is it that Danny got sent home from American Idol tonight? He has much prettier eyes than Chikezie. (Shut up. I know the competition has nothing to do with eyes.) I just really don't like Chikezie for some reason. Danny was so cute and weepy when his friends got booted, and Chikezie was all, "I have weird eyes!" And David Hernandez was all, "You will always remember me for the booger interview! I now seem to have an imaginary booger in my nose all the time! Also, I look like Skeeter, from Doug!"
. . . The end.