I'm okay with being unimpressive
Good morning. I've decided to try to be in a good mood this week. So this is me, being in a good mood. This weekend I had a guest in town. Normally, this would be stressful to me, trying to come up with fun stuff to do and what not. But Pankti is so easy going, she didn't really care what we did. Therefore, neither did I. After I picked her up from the airport Friday night, we went to an old co-worker's party. Bad idea. There are reasons I didn't join a sorority, so why would I want to hang out with a bunch of people who represent everything I hate. As my friend Kathy said, "All the girls were wearing the same shirt." It's true- I couldn't tell one apart from the other. I tried to make the best of it, put in the obligatory 30 mins before leaving. But after I told some girl I liked her earrings and she looked at me like I had two heads before replying curtly "They're not mine" I decided 10 mins was enough time. So we left and went to Mat's house, which we didn't get to until 1 am b/c it's a long a** trek from Santa Monica to Silverlake. When we got there, everyone was trashed b/c they'd been drinking since 9 and I was sober as a judge (I've never used this saying before, thought I might try it out). So we agreed to walk to get food with them, never found a place, and returned an hour later. Sounds uneventful, but it was an amusing evening, if nothing else. Saturday we ate at one of my favorite restuarants, The Terrace in Marina Del Rey then walked down Venice looking at random crap and people watching. Then we went to see "Garden State" since Pankti wanted to see it and it hasn't opened in Houston yet. It was even better the second time (which is rare, usually I notice flaws the second viewing) and I now want Zach Braff more than ever. It's so unfortunate that it will never be...though I will stick to my mantra: "I know if he met me, he'd really be into my sh*t". I'm going to stop w/ the play by play of my weekend, b/c frankly it's boring. I'm sure I'll write more later when I have something to say. Or I'm bored.
Reagan
2 Comments:
Too bad that your mantra is totally stolen from my buddy, Austin. He said that about a model months ago and you peed your pants when I told you. Nonetheless, I know what you're talking about because Julian will be mine, oh yes, he will be mine.
-Em
I hardly ever say anything original...I only copy off of other people. Thanks for pointing that out. In fact, I only talk to you to get new material.
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