BOYS!
HEY. wow. so, i've never had a hangover but i think i'm experiencing one now. minus the headache part. and the drinking last night part. but i'm definitely hurting. ouch.
i guess it was time for an update but the only reason i'm doing this is so i don't fall asleep at the desk. i only got 2 hours and 15 minutes of sleep last night and now i'm nodding off at work (not good when your eyes fly open to find an annoyed freshman waiting to ask you where ID services are.)
anyways, what should i write about??? hmmm, well kenny wrote about girls so maybe it's time i devote an entry to boys. oh boys. boys, boys, boys.
instead of numbers, we'll use arbitrary symbols. okay? okay!
BOY ^ = so, last saturday night, erin convinced me that i needed to see her fave band from tallahassee named something like godwell lane. or gladwell lane? it's not important. but hey, if you're at a concert and they're playing and then another crappier band plays, you could say 'hey now, don't get mad, get gladwell lane! wow, i am so clever. indeed. ANYWAYS, while we're waiting for the show to start and talking i notice BOY ^ a little passed me and wearing a gryffindor tee shirt. immediately i fell in love and i promptly 'called him' to prevent the other girls from flirting with him and therefore losing their years of friendship with me in a quick and non-reversible blur. anyways, erin informed me that he was the lead singer of the band and that his name was something or other. owen wilson i think. so naturally, i was more in love because he was a lead singer, and what's more, he had a shirt that had sleeves. later i realized he was more likely than not wearing eye liner and since i could never hang out with a dude that sits in front of a mirror getting his eye makeup to make the color in his eyes pop just so, i moved my sights to BOY #.
BOY # = this would be the bass player. i liked his hat, although i'm still not sure what it said, something about spending money on drugs and poker, the rest he wasted. he had hobbit ears, large and a tad pointy. but then he took off his hat and they were just regular ears so that was the end of that. next we had...
BOY ! = this would be the condensed version of Clark Kent from Smallville, everyone's favorite WB programme. (an all new episode this coming wednesday!) he was a shorter, stockier version of clark but he was wearing a deep red, the signature color of Superman. His band sucked but i just can't resist a guy in a plain shirt with a guitar in his hands, and who reminds me of superman. however, once i got a sideview of the kid, i realized that his nose was longer than say, a carmex container, and that he's either a filthy liar or just has a long nose. in other words, it was over before it started.
BOY % = this one was named dean. i know this because his four groupies were standing at the forefront yelling 'dean is sexy' and he was blushing. these were man groupies so i got a little worried and moved on to...
BOY $ = this was from the third band flickerstick. oh but wait, no he wasn't. he was just the guy who was setting up the mics. but i liked his hair and therefore i "called him" (just to be safe of course.) i still have hopes for that one.
last but definitely not least would be BOY *.
BOY * = this one is the most interesting and promising yet. now, i haven't met this one but apparently he is my destiny and i have BOY ^ to thank for it. now see, the berger and erin went to moe's earlier this week and while there, erin noticed a full grown college kid wearing a harry potter jacket. because of my reaction to BOY ^ apparel, naturally her first thought wasn't 'cool jacket' but 'oh my, there is Emily's other half. now they can wear their harry potter gear together and live a long and prosperous life.' as it turns out, lindsay knows him from her frat so yeah, now that i don't need to worry about finding me a hubbie, i can focus all my attention on getting a job. it's crazy how life works these things out for you.
p.s. BOY * equals Adam Hauck or something like that. if you read livejournal, please comment and lets start scouting out for some doilies and start brainstorming for our honeymoon. right on. for your information, i have brown hair, blue eyes, a sweet disposition and i am five feet five inches tall even though for the past six years i thought i was five feet six. it might be from drinking skim milk on occasion instead of the more nutrient-rich 2%.
Emily
i guess it was time for an update but the only reason i'm doing this is so i don't fall asleep at the desk. i only got 2 hours and 15 minutes of sleep last night and now i'm nodding off at work (not good when your eyes fly open to find an annoyed freshman waiting to ask you where ID services are.)
anyways, what should i write about??? hmmm, well kenny wrote about girls so maybe it's time i devote an entry to boys. oh boys. boys, boys, boys.
instead of numbers, we'll use arbitrary symbols. okay? okay!
BOY ^ = so, last saturday night, erin convinced me that i needed to see her fave band from tallahassee named something like godwell lane. or gladwell lane? it's not important. but hey, if you're at a concert and they're playing and then another crappier band plays, you could say 'hey now, don't get mad, get gladwell lane! wow, i am so clever. indeed. ANYWAYS, while we're waiting for the show to start and talking i notice BOY ^ a little passed me and wearing a gryffindor tee shirt. immediately i fell in love and i promptly 'called him' to prevent the other girls from flirting with him and therefore losing their years of friendship with me in a quick and non-reversible blur. anyways, erin informed me that he was the lead singer of the band and that his name was something or other. owen wilson i think. so naturally, i was more in love because he was a lead singer, and what's more, he had a shirt that had sleeves. later i realized he was more likely than not wearing eye liner and since i could never hang out with a dude that sits in front of a mirror getting his eye makeup to make the color in his eyes pop just so, i moved my sights to BOY #.
BOY # = this would be the bass player. i liked his hat, although i'm still not sure what it said, something about spending money on drugs and poker, the rest he wasted. he had hobbit ears, large and a tad pointy. but then he took off his hat and they were just regular ears so that was the end of that. next we had...
BOY ! = this would be the condensed version of Clark Kent from Smallville, everyone's favorite WB programme. (an all new episode this coming wednesday!) he was a shorter, stockier version of clark but he was wearing a deep red, the signature color of Superman. His band sucked but i just can't resist a guy in a plain shirt with a guitar in his hands, and who reminds me of superman. however, once i got a sideview of the kid, i realized that his nose was longer than say, a carmex container, and that he's either a filthy liar or just has a long nose. in other words, it was over before it started.
BOY % = this one was named dean. i know this because his four groupies were standing at the forefront yelling 'dean is sexy' and he was blushing. these were man groupies so i got a little worried and moved on to...
BOY $ = this was from the third band flickerstick. oh but wait, no he wasn't. he was just the guy who was setting up the mics. but i liked his hair and therefore i "called him" (just to be safe of course.) i still have hopes for that one.
last but definitely not least would be BOY *.
BOY * = this one is the most interesting and promising yet. now, i haven't met this one but apparently he is my destiny and i have BOY ^ to thank for it. now see, the berger and erin went to moe's earlier this week and while there, erin noticed a full grown college kid wearing a harry potter jacket. because of my reaction to BOY ^ apparel, naturally her first thought wasn't 'cool jacket' but 'oh my, there is Emily's other half. now they can wear their harry potter gear together and live a long and prosperous life.' as it turns out, lindsay knows him from her frat so yeah, now that i don't need to worry about finding me a hubbie, i can focus all my attention on getting a job. it's crazy how life works these things out for you.
p.s. BOY * equals Adam Hauck or something like that. if you read livejournal, please comment and lets start scouting out for some doilies and start brainstorming for our honeymoon. right on. for your information, i have brown hair, blue eyes, a sweet disposition and i am five feet five inches tall even though for the past six years i thought i was five feet six. it might be from drinking skim milk on occasion instead of the more nutrient-rich 2%.
Emily