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I think I may have started a new Christmas tradition for myself. Baking peanut butter cookies. Ymuyumyumymyumyummy-yumyum. I'm usually slightly alienated by holidays, but peanut butter cookies and presents? That's something I can get behind. And in front of, and beside...
Speaking of presents, I just need to say, TWO BOOKS ON THE HISTORY, PRACTICE AND CREATION OF SUSHI! SWEETNESS!!!!!!! In addition to my new sushi plates, and new Star Trek plates and cups, I am, needless to say, very excited. And using a large amount of commas.
I've been reading through howembarrassing, found through the LJ spotlight, and have been laughing my head off making my way through the entries. It's a very fun community, and it got me trying to think of embarrassing moments in my life to write about. I had a difficult time. Not because I lead an embarrassing moment-free life, but because I don't really get embarrassed all too easily. I'm usually laughing just as hard as anybody else is. The only times I really get embarrassed is when the situation isn't really funny and I can't find some way of enjoying the horrible awkwardness. The best I could come up to contribute to the community with was this:
- I was at the Muddy Pig with Phil, Matt, Jay and Anna and someone said that we would need to scoot down to make room for more people. Sitting on a chair, I attempted physically make a joke about the lack of space to scoot down on a chair and ended up on the floor in an ungraceful heap. Everyone in that room of the pub was looking at me, most likely thinking I was drunk (I was not). Since it wasn't funny and I couldn't really adequately explain my actions by that point I just slid back into my chair and hoped everyone else would forget about me.
- A few years ago a few friends from the school of music and I went out to lunch at a nearby Thai restaurant. The waitress kept on dropping by to ask if we wanted anything else or if everything was alright at times at times when I had food in my mouth and I had noticed a similar trend at a few other places I had recently dined at. So, after the waitress moved away I swallowed my food and said "Why do they always come when my mouth is full?" It took me a good minute or two longer than everyone else to realize the double entendre-ness of my observation. I think I was more embarrassed about not getting it earlier than anything else.
- On a semi-double date/friends outing we went to the failed mountain climbing expedition movie Touching the Void* Around the beginning of the movie one of the climbers is severely injured and left behind. As he cut himself free and assessed his injuries I began to feel rather faint. I managed to get out of the theatre, down the hallway, and into the lobby, white fog rapidly filling my vision. I think someone asked me if I was all right, I said I was OK, and was heading toward the bathroom. The next thing I remember, everything is black, the back of my head hurts, the world is ringing and from somewhere a long distance away someone is saying that they know CPR. I slowly came to, by which time the police had been called. An officer checked my ID, asked me routine questions, made sure I wasn't stoned, and I waived my rights to an ambulance. Eventually Abigail came out to look for me, and we spent the rest of the duration of the film sitting around outside of the theatre as it closed for the night.
I am much more likely to get extremely withdrawn, self-conscious, or afraid than I am to get embarrassed.
*This is great - I couldn't remember the name of the movie, so I entered "mountain climbing movie" into Google. The first entry on the page was exactly what I was looking for. :D
Speaking of presents, I just need to say, TWO BOOKS ON THE HISTORY, PRACTICE AND CREATION OF SUSHI! SWEETNESS!!!!!!! In addition to my new sushi plates, and new Star Trek plates and cups, I am, needless to say, very excited. And using a large amount of commas.
I've been reading through howembarrassing, found through the LJ spotlight, and have been laughing my head off making my way through the entries. It's a very fun community, and it got me trying to think of embarrassing moments in my life to write about. I had a difficult time. Not because I lead an embarrassing moment-free life, but because I don't really get embarrassed all too easily. I'm usually laughing just as hard as anybody else is. The only times I really get embarrassed is when the situation isn't really funny and I can't find some way of enjoying the horrible awkwardness. The best I could come up to contribute to the community with was this:
- I was at the Muddy Pig with Phil, Matt, Jay and Anna and someone said that we would need to scoot down to make room for more people. Sitting on a chair, I attempted physically make a joke about the lack of space to scoot down on a chair and ended up on the floor in an ungraceful heap. Everyone in that room of the pub was looking at me, most likely thinking I was drunk (I was not). Since it wasn't funny and I couldn't really adequately explain my actions by that point I just slid back into my chair and hoped everyone else would forget about me.
- A few years ago a few friends from the school of music and I went out to lunch at a nearby Thai restaurant. The waitress kept on dropping by to ask if we wanted anything else or if everything was alright at times at times when I had food in my mouth and I had noticed a similar trend at a few other places I had recently dined at. So, after the waitress moved away I swallowed my food and said "Why do they always come when my mouth is full?" It took me a good minute or two longer than everyone else to realize the double entendre-ness of my observation. I think I was more embarrassed about not getting it earlier than anything else.
- On a semi-double date/friends outing we went to the failed mountain climbing expedition movie Touching the Void* Around the beginning of the movie one of the climbers is severely injured and left behind. As he cut himself free and assessed his injuries I began to feel rather faint. I managed to get out of the theatre, down the hallway, and into the lobby, white fog rapidly filling my vision. I think someone asked me if I was all right, I said I was OK, and was heading toward the bathroom. The next thing I remember, everything is black, the back of my head hurts, the world is ringing and from somewhere a long distance away someone is saying that they know CPR. I slowly came to, by which time the police had been called. An officer checked my ID, asked me routine questions, made sure I wasn't stoned, and I waived my rights to an ambulance. Eventually Abigail came out to look for me, and we spent the rest of the duration of the film sitting around outside of the theatre as it closed for the night.
I am much more likely to get extremely withdrawn, self-conscious, or afraid than I am to get embarrassed.
*This is great - I couldn't remember the name of the movie, so I entered "mountain climbing movie" into Google. The first entry on the page was exactly what I was looking for. :D