The formatting on this is a little off. I don’t know why, but I can’t fix it. Lo siento mucho.
I’m a talker. Especially once I get a little booze flowing through my blood. My friend (and soon to be once-again roomie) LA is also a talker.
Talker + talker+being really good friends=ridiculous conversations that a third party often cannot comprehend.
So the other night I met up with my friends LA and AW, and AW got to witness once again how when we get started talking- hilarious, incomprehensible conversation can ensue.
I guess he was really lost on what we were discussing, but rather than interrupt, he decided to take notes on some of the random quotes and bits of conversation so that he could ask about them later.
Today I received an email with his “notes,” on our conversation. I’m not sure if this will be as amusing to you as it was to me, but I figured I’d share and try to justify these little notes of his.
– She uses big words like…insatiable.
That’s all LA. When I’m drinking, I’m lucky if I can even say insatiable. I’m not sure what this word was used to describe. Quite possibly it was my insatiable thirst for wine. Or my insatiable thirst for John Cusack. Or maybe it was LA’s insatiable thirst for using big words like insatiable. Either way, I’m curious… can other words besides “thirst” be used after the word insatiable? Because I’m pretty sure the only word I ever use after insatiable is “thirst.”
– LA and CM talk about a lot of different stuff.
Ummmm yes we do… great observation though…
– What is a doppelganger?
Somebody obviously hasn’t spent enough time on Facebook the last couple weeks!! OK, I’m not too sure either. Apparently it means an actor/actress that you wish that you looked like. Or that you had a dream about. Or maybe someone that if you were gay, you would totally go for…. because I saw quite a few really pretty famous people as my friends profile pictures. I was going to put up Frida Kahlo as my doppelganger, because of the mustache and all…
– Who is Nora?
So speaking of “doppelgangers,” I know I’ve mentioned like 30 times the night LA and I hung out with Joshua Radin‘s band and I made out with the drummer… Well, it turns out they had been on tour with a certain Grammy winner in the past whom they desperately wanted to name drop.
Drummer boy: Oh my gosh.. wow, you look just like my friend Nora.
Me: ummm ok?
Drummer boy: NO really!!! Hey “bassist!!” Doesn’t she look just like Nora.
Bassist boy: ummm… I guess so? A little?
Drummer boy: Yeah, you smile like her. **nudge nudge You know Nora right? My good friend Nora Jones??
Me: ummm right.. (but make out with me lovah boy)
– Why wouldn’t they up-play that shit and get with high up girls instead of downplay that shit and get with us?
I’m not sure which one of us genius’s muttered this intelligent comment, but I’d put a million thousand bucks on the fact that it was me. In fact I distinctly remember repeating it at least three times so AW could write it down.
It’s simple really, but I’ll put it into English for you
Why wouldn’t they use their semi-level of faux-fame to get into nice bars where they could meet girls who would buy their starving artist-asses drinks, rather than hang out with 2 girls who took them to the dive-iest (Adairs) bar in Dallas, and needed all of our drinks bought for us?
– Whoa whoa…so this is the night you bled on ____’s bed right???
I’m not sure why this particular story was brought up… maybe we were discussing something similar that happened to one of us more recently but I’m not sure if that even happened. It is actually a story that I have already shared with you…
-Carissa! I look at porn sites ALLLL the time! Are you kidding me?
I think this one is pretty self explanatory. I think AW just wanted to write this note to put in his spank bank for later.
-Let’s talk about love.
OK this one was all me. But before you write me off as some cheese-poof who likes to “talk about love” with her girlfriend’s on a Friday night over a bottle of wine- let me explain. I was trying to think of a story for this show I’m doing that has “love” theme. Since my experiences with “love” aren’t, for the most part, romantic… what we talked about next was all sorts of funny and also kind of sad.
-That’s what real rappers do, playa!!!
Have I told you yet of my dreams of being a world-renowned rap-star? Well, I have them. I know it will never happen, but I even have a rap-star alter ego named Kimbernisha. You’ll have to meet her one day. Anyway, I told you yesterday how I went to see Four Day Weekend’s comedy show. I loved it all… except for the part where they rapped. Don’t get me wrong, they did a great job improvising rap, but there moves were a little lacking. Ever since I saw Timbaland last week, I’ve been spending much of my down-time trying to imitate the rapper’s groove, which I demonstrated to my friends before I made this comment.
-Rap just got me off!
Yeah, I got really into that shiz!! I mean not literally, but I was really spent afterward.
In other news, I want give a shout out to one of my favorite blogs who is ending his project soon. If you haven’t checked out the 100 girls-100days project, I implore that you do so now. I’m really sad that it’s almost over. Start from the beginning and read your way through. That’s the way I do it. He may seem like kind of a dick at first, but overall, the dude seems really genuine and he’s extremely addicting.
Oh and tonight we have our Dallas happy hour!!! I’m so excited to meet some of my favorite bloggers in person!! WOOHOO!!
- Love my life! But a little bit of FML (Because it IS Friday!)
- My New Years Resolution… and TYFB!!!
- I don’t know how to do those post it notes that are so hot right now.
- It ain’t dancin if you don’t pick your feet up, unless you’re gettin down.
- Post it Notes and my miserable fail at choosing my favorite songs of the last decade.