evening checklist
oh. my. god.
ok
its been a habit of mine since i first started reading the chronicle at, like, 16 to faithfully check the shot in the dark section to see if somewhere out there someone was looking for me.
no, im not hoping to meet the love of my life. no, its not that i want to be found. i just wonder if i ever catch anyone's eye and leave a lasting imprint in their mind.
eventually i was introduced to craig's list and started incorporating their missed connections into my routine as well.
over the years i have had friends put in ads for people they missed... like that dude we saw at a bad SXSW show at the old back room. and i have found ads that i was pretty sure were meant for my friends... like that one about the hispanic hottie at the kinkos downtown. and i have had loves put in ads for me because they knew i would find them.
it was something i kept up with more when i worked at vanilla girl and had oodles of down time and the internet at my bored and wandering fingertips.
i have been spotty (at best) about checking the shot in the dark and missed connections lately because i have been too busy with work and moving and school and pregnancy and car buying and errands and the little bit of time i get to spend with friends.
one result of this business is that i don't really get to go anywhere or do anything that would result in someone missing connecting with me. so i don't feel like im missing anything anyway.
HOWEVER.
i have started my new computer lab job and the internet has once again become my only means of passing the time, and what the hey, i get paid for it anyway.
so today i was going over the missed connections and look what i find:
HEB - Oltorf and Congress -
You: Sweatpants, splendid haircut, shirt with no bra in the ice cream section.
Me: Short black hair, glasses, large smile.
Drumsticks sometime?
alright. i could be wrong. but i'm almost positive that this was for me.
it was posted early on sunday and saturday night i was indeed in the ice cream section of this very HEB wearing sweat pants and a shirt with no bra.
i know what you're thinking. you are totally disregarding my awesome shout out and wondering why i was wandering around the frozen foods section without a bra. i have a good excuse.
you see, earlier in the evening, jason, whitney, and i had gone for a moonlight swim at her awesome complex pool because it was hot and because we wanted to take advantage of it before she moves out.
my beloved roommate, callie, had been having a terrible day, so we three decided to meet back at callie's and my apartment for a sex and the city night complete with cookies, ice cream, and booze (obviously not for me) in order to cheer her up.
i was in charge of cookies and ice cream and had to make a stop at the HEB on the way home, but had neglected to bring proper undergarments to change into after our swim. i figured it was later in the evening and i was pregnant and i probably wouldn't run into anyone i knew at the HEB so who cared if i was lacking underpants or a bra?
and the splendid haircut part?
earlier in the day i had just lopped off my mop to a FANTASTIC choppy hot mom cut that has become my all time favorite look that i have ever done and you alllllll need to see it because i am the hotness.
so.
i choose to believe this was meant for me, because, honestly, how many adorable braless and sweatpants clad chicks are running around the ice cream section of my HEB late at night with amazing hair?
only me.
the best part, too, is that it was put out by a woman. i make no distinctions in breaking hearts.
-e.
ok
its been a habit of mine since i first started reading the chronicle at, like, 16 to faithfully check the shot in the dark section to see if somewhere out there someone was looking for me.
no, im not hoping to meet the love of my life. no, its not that i want to be found. i just wonder if i ever catch anyone's eye and leave a lasting imprint in their mind.
eventually i was introduced to craig's list and started incorporating their missed connections into my routine as well.
over the years i have had friends put in ads for people they missed... like that dude we saw at a bad SXSW show at the old back room. and i have found ads that i was pretty sure were meant for my friends... like that one about the hispanic hottie at the kinkos downtown. and i have had loves put in ads for me because they knew i would find them.
it was something i kept up with more when i worked at vanilla girl and had oodles of down time and the internet at my bored and wandering fingertips.
i have been spotty (at best) about checking the shot in the dark and missed connections lately because i have been too busy with work and moving and school and pregnancy and car buying and errands and the little bit of time i get to spend with friends.
one result of this business is that i don't really get to go anywhere or do anything that would result in someone missing connecting with me. so i don't feel like im missing anything anyway.
HOWEVER.
i have started my new computer lab job and the internet has once again become my only means of passing the time, and what the hey, i get paid for it anyway.
so today i was going over the missed connections and look what i find:
HEB - Oltorf and Congress -
You: Sweatpants, splendid haircut, shirt with no bra in the ice cream section.
Me: Short black hair, glasses, large smile.
Drumsticks sometime?
alright. i could be wrong. but i'm almost positive that this was for me.
it was posted early on sunday and saturday night i was indeed in the ice cream section of this very HEB wearing sweat pants and a shirt with no bra.
i know what you're thinking. you are totally disregarding my awesome shout out and wondering why i was wandering around the frozen foods section without a bra. i have a good excuse.
you see, earlier in the evening, jason, whitney, and i had gone for a moonlight swim at her awesome complex pool because it was hot and because we wanted to take advantage of it before she moves out.
my beloved roommate, callie, had been having a terrible day, so we three decided to meet back at callie's and my apartment for a sex and the city night complete with cookies, ice cream, and booze (obviously not for me) in order to cheer her up.
i was in charge of cookies and ice cream and had to make a stop at the HEB on the way home, but had neglected to bring proper undergarments to change into after our swim. i figured it was later in the evening and i was pregnant and i probably wouldn't run into anyone i knew at the HEB so who cared if i was lacking underpants or a bra?
and the splendid haircut part?
earlier in the day i had just lopped off my mop to a FANTASTIC choppy hot mom cut that has become my all time favorite look that i have ever done and you alllllll need to see it because i am the hotness.
so.
i choose to believe this was meant for me, because, honestly, how many adorable braless and sweatpants clad chicks are running around the ice cream section of my HEB late at night with amazing hair?
only me.
the best part, too, is that it was put out by a woman. i make no distinctions in breaking hearts.
-e.