"He looks like Christian Slater, right? But not Christian Slater now. More like, Bed of Roses-era Christian Slater."
"Yeah, I totally see it."
"But definitely not Interview with a Vampire-era. No way."
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Monday, April 14, 2008
Too much information
Here are some things that are not fun to do when you have a runny nose.
-Take a piano lesson
-Breathe with your mouth closed
-Make out
-Do a cardio workout
-Skydive
I'm just guessing on the skydiving, but just, gross, you know? The other ones I know from experience are just bad ideas. Especially the piano lesson. That's uncomfortable and embarrassing.
-Take a piano lesson
-Breathe with your mouth closed
-Make out
-Do a cardio workout
-Skydive
I'm just guessing on the skydiving, but just, gross, you know? The other ones I know from experience are just bad ideas. Especially the piano lesson. That's uncomfortable and embarrassing.
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
And her life seems so easy.
Dear Francie,
I'd like to apologize to you, in front of everyone, for what is probably going to go down in history as your Worst Week Ever. And also promise you a bunch of extra treats and people food.
love,
Loren
Dear Loren,
You're not kidding. Like yesterday? When we went to the vet? And I peed on the floor, but no one got mad, they just said blah blah blah bladder infection and you paid a bunch of money for some little pills? That sort of sucked. But not as much as today, when you took me for a walk and those big scary dogs jumped out of nowhere and started biting and barking at me. I was so scared. Sorry for pooping all over you while you kicked and yelled and tried to get them away from us. And also? Did you really have to give me a bath after all that? It was basically the worst hour of my LIFE. By the way, I'm probably never going to let you take me on a walk again.
love,
Francie
p.s. I heard you tell someone I am going to be spayed on Friday. I have no idea what that means, but I hope it's fun!
I'd like to apologize to you, in front of everyone, for what is probably going to go down in history as your Worst Week Ever. And also promise you a bunch of extra treats and people food.
love,
Loren
Dear Loren,
You're not kidding. Like yesterday? When we went to the vet? And I peed on the floor, but no one got mad, they just said blah blah blah bladder infection and you paid a bunch of money for some little pills? That sort of sucked. But not as much as today, when you took me for a walk and those big scary dogs jumped out of nowhere and started biting and barking at me. I was so scared. Sorry for pooping all over you while you kicked and yelled and tried to get them away from us. And also? Did you really have to give me a bath after all that? It was basically the worst hour of my LIFE. By the way, I'm probably never going to let you take me on a walk again.
love,
Francie
p.s. I heard you tell someone I am going to be spayed on Friday. I have no idea what that means, but I hope it's fun!
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
Hipster Cred
I went to a flea market on Saturday, and I wore a green jacket. You can see me wearing said green jacket and holding some marked-down Fiesta Ware:
(This flea market is right outside Cincinnati, and it's called Trader's World. It is the craziest place I've ever been. It is both awesome and awful at the same time. Photos here.)
I went with my friend Scott and we stopped at a booth selling old records, books, 8-tracks and the like. The guy and girl working there were fabulously indie, and while we were looking at some cds the guy came over and pointed to the girl. "She probably doesn't have the guts to tell you, but she really digs your jacket." I said thanks and told her I'd had it forever, and couldn't even remember where I'd gotten it. That led to us talking to her for about 15 minutes about the music we listen to and movies we love. She loves The White Stripes and Heath Ledger in 10 Things I Hate About You. I totally wanted to be her friend, and go see a foreign film with her, and make her go shopping with me, and listen to our music really loud in the car and go buy albums on vinyl.
Except, not the shopping part. Because she absolutely looked the part--down to her pierced nose--and I was jealous. Because, okay, confession time: I know exactly where this jacket came from.
The Gap.
(This flea market is right outside Cincinnati, and it's called Trader's World. It is the craziest place I've ever been. It is both awesome and awful at the same time. Photos here.)
I went with my friend Scott and we stopped at a booth selling old records, books, 8-tracks and the like. The guy and girl working there were fabulously indie, and while we were looking at some cds the guy came over and pointed to the girl. "She probably doesn't have the guts to tell you, but she really digs your jacket." I said thanks and told her I'd had it forever, and couldn't even remember where I'd gotten it. That led to us talking to her for about 15 minutes about the music we listen to and movies we love. She loves The White Stripes and Heath Ledger in 10 Things I Hate About You. I totally wanted to be her friend, and go see a foreign film with her, and make her go shopping with me, and listen to our music really loud in the car and go buy albums on vinyl.
Except, not the shopping part. Because she absolutely looked the part--down to her pierced nose--and I was jealous. Because, okay, confession time: I know exactly where this jacket came from.
The Gap.
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