I had a great time back at State for graduation. As great as it was to see some of my favorite assholes and some people I haven’t seen in ages, it also marked the end to an era.
I know you’re asking, “What IS she talking about?”
Let me explain. For the past two years since graduation, anytime we wanted to go up for a football, hockey or basketball game alls we had to do was call up one of our little Sparties there and we had a place to crash.
For the past two years the usual suspects have been Dave and Kennice. Since Dave is looking to get a job out of state and Kennice just graduated……our couch crashing days are over.
Yes, it might actually be time to grow up and…..duh duh duuuuuuh….rent a hotel room!!!! (NOOOOOOOOOOOOO)
Scary isn’t it. I mean what’s next? Actually sitting in real seats at these events and NOT the student sections?
Just weird, but I guess this is all part of growing up. There’s a time in everyone’s life when they just need to forgo on buying their 10000000th MSU t-shirt and use those savings for a room at the Residence Inn.
Someone did offer to host Roommate and I next time we came up. I guess you could say he’s either a saint or someone who has no clue what he would be getting himself into.
B/c as our Saturday morning dance parties show: Roommate and I can be like two kids with ADD who are given 8,000 lbs of sugar and told to “Go at it!”
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In other news:
My dad’s cat well hell bent on not letting me sleep on Friday morning, it makes me miss the days where my father hated cats.
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Moving onto current affairs:
Kayla called me at 3 a.m. Monday morning to tell me she smelled like horses.
Next time she’s finished working a 24 hour shift at the vet clinic, I am going to call her up as she is deep in sleep and tell her I smell like a John Grisham Novel.
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The Crazy Train Makes Another Stop:
My grandpa overheard me joking around about cutting all my hair off. (GI Jane Style) He then informed me that if I did that no decent man would marry me, and only lesbians do that.
“JOANIE! You’re not a lesbian are you.” – Grandpa
“Nooooo grandpa, I was only kidding.” – me
(now…if you’re a regular reader I bet you know what is coming next)
“B/c if you are a lesbian. You will be OUT OF THE WILL!”
“Oh yeah, the will. Hey will you give me $20.00 to dump my girlfriend?”
“YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND?”
“Jesus. Kidding grandpa.”
Luckily, he caught onto this one and we did not have to have the repeat of the previous out of the will moment.
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Fashion News:
The following conversation occurred between my boss and me last Thursday:
“I am going to go and get coffee, what do you want?” - boss man
“I’ll have a medium, café latte with skim milk and two Splendas.” – me
~~blank stare~~
“Ok, I will write it down.” – me
Boss man goes and comes back with the coffees.
“I got the same thing. This is kind of a fru fru drink. I bet they thought I was GAY.”
“Eh, don’t worry. You don’t dress well enough to be gay.”
~~ Sometimes I wonder how I don’t get fired. Oh right, b/c then NOTHING would get done.
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