real world tucker?...
some kind of combination of watching realworld reruns all day, being alone in a room most of the time, being the funniest person i know anyway, and being forced to find ways to amuse myself while there's no one around has made me completely convinced that i should have my own reality TV show.
this idea didn't come to me all day, and i'm not sure why, but it hit me on my way to the bathroom, when i was closing my door and kicked my doorstop out of the way with such a force that it flew through the air and hit the ceiling and then landed on the bed (i still have no idea how this happened...by the laws of physics i'm pretty sure that was impossible, but i've never been that good at science). and i just had to laugh, mostly because no one else was here to do it. i think i'm going to have to make myself a laugh track to use until sean gets here sunday night so even if i just think something funny in my head, i can have that little validation so i know that i'm funny.
or maybe i'm just completely insane.
but here's what i figure: get me, beth, lauren, maggie and tyler in a house. add two hot boys (TILFs?) for us to drool over. they don't have to be anything but extremely pretty, so we can just look at them. excess humor would be invited, but not required, as we would keep any TV audience in constant stitches from our basic insanity.
then i talked it out with michelle and we thought it might be a good dorm bonding activity to set up confessionals in those weird little rooms that are in the stair wells of each dorm. i mean, how fun would that be? and then we could watch them at the end of a week, or even at the end of the semester, or the end of the year. it'd either be HILARIOUS and really bring the hallway together, orrrrrr it'd be catastrophic and would tear us all apart.
ummmm...
i think i'm going to make cocoa, dwell on this idea a little bit, watch bam and go to bed.
*laugh track*
--s*
this idea didn't come to me all day, and i'm not sure why, but it hit me on my way to the bathroom, when i was closing my door and kicked my doorstop out of the way with such a force that it flew through the air and hit the ceiling and then landed on the bed (i still have no idea how this happened...by the laws of physics i'm pretty sure that was impossible, but i've never been that good at science). and i just had to laugh, mostly because no one else was here to do it. i think i'm going to have to make myself a laugh track to use until sean gets here sunday night so even if i just think something funny in my head, i can have that little validation so i know that i'm funny.
or maybe i'm just completely insane.
but here's what i figure: get me, beth, lauren, maggie and tyler in a house. add two hot boys (TILFs?) for us to drool over. they don't have to be anything but extremely pretty, so we can just look at them. excess humor would be invited, but not required, as we would keep any TV audience in constant stitches from our basic insanity.
then i talked it out with michelle and we thought it might be a good dorm bonding activity to set up confessionals in those weird little rooms that are in the stair wells of each dorm. i mean, how fun would that be? and then we could watch them at the end of a week, or even at the end of the semester, or the end of the year. it'd either be HILARIOUS and really bring the hallway together, orrrrrr it'd be catastrophic and would tear us all apart.
ummmm...
i think i'm going to make cocoa, dwell on this idea a little bit, watch bam and go to bed.
*laugh track*
--s*