Where in the world is...
...enyenh...no, I can't finish it. I just can't bring myself to type the name. I don't care that I lived in the freaking city, either. I've been called it much, much, much, too much in my lifetime already. As a matter of fact, I'm banning it now. Yes, fantastic idea! Why don't people ever call me by the other famous similar moniker anyway? I think I'm more electric than Electra, as a matter of fact. Besides, that isn't even her real name. I'm the real thing, baby.
My lack of blogging was brought to my attention last night as I was hanging with the blogging crew. At a barbeque! Yes, we had a barbeque! Originally, it was slated to be an all female affair, but I ended up bringing my male harem. Sometimes I just can't say no. Optimistically, I was hoping one of them would be approved as a sperm donor by my gracious hostesses, but, alas, none made the cut. After they left, we ladies applied makeup to each other. Seriously. Girls really do that kind of thing when boys aren't around. We all ended up matching with this intense electric blue eyeliner. After dolling ourselves up, we played some Cranium. Needless to say, yet again, I won. Oh, I mean, my team won.
So, this morning, my boyfriend wakes me up asking me to drive him to work. Ok, no problem, that way I get to keep the car all day. I throw on some semi-decent, outdoor wear pjs and flip flops and head downstairs. At the bottom of the stairs is his mother! With a cup of coffee in her hand! I don't know, I just felt so unprepared with my bedhead and all. I knew they were coming, but I didn't know they would be greeting me at 8 in the morning in my living room. What time did they get here anyway? I still have no idea. It was very discombobulating. We say hi and chit chat and how long will they be in town and where are you going and all that good stuff. The boyfriend is ready, I drive him to work and come back. I chit chat a little more with the parents. Evidently, they're here for some new house thingys they need to do. I try to act all knowledgeable and coherent about such stuff. Finally, I make my way to the shower and take a look at myself for the first time. And fucking A! There is electric blue eyeliner all over my face! It must've morphed during the night! I don't remember it being that largesse when I was wearing it the night before. How did it get up to my eyebrow?? I CAN NOT BELIEVE I was talking to his parents looking like a human crayon. Why can't I just be normal for once around them?
My lack of blogging was brought to my attention last night as I was hanging with the blogging crew. At a barbeque! Yes, we had a barbeque! Originally, it was slated to be an all female affair, but I ended up bringing my male harem. Sometimes I just can't say no. Optimistically, I was hoping one of them would be approved as a sperm donor by my gracious hostesses, but, alas, none made the cut. After they left, we ladies applied makeup to each other. Seriously. Girls really do that kind of thing when boys aren't around. We all ended up matching with this intense electric blue eyeliner. After dolling ourselves up, we played some Cranium. Needless to say, yet again, I won. Oh, I mean, my team won.
So, this morning, my boyfriend wakes me up asking me to drive him to work. Ok, no problem, that way I get to keep the car all day. I throw on some semi-decent, outdoor wear pjs and flip flops and head downstairs. At the bottom of the stairs is his mother! With a cup of coffee in her hand! I don't know, I just felt so unprepared with my bedhead and all. I knew they were coming, but I didn't know they would be greeting me at 8 in the morning in my living room. What time did they get here anyway? I still have no idea. It was very discombobulating. We say hi and chit chat and how long will they be in town and where are you going and all that good stuff. The boyfriend is ready, I drive him to work and come back. I chit chat a little more with the parents. Evidently, they're here for some new house thingys they need to do. I try to act all knowledgeable and coherent about such stuff. Finally, I make my way to the shower and take a look at myself for the first time. And fucking A! There is electric blue eyeliner all over my face! It must've morphed during the night! I don't remember it being that largesse when I was wearing it the night before. How did it get up to my eyebrow?? I CAN NOT BELIEVE I was talking to his parents looking like a human crayon. Why can't I just be normal for once around them?
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