And though I have many reasons for not posting in months, and indeed I don't think many of you even READ blogs anymore (....yeah, okay, I don't either), I'm not going to talk about that stuff. I'm not going to talk about anything school related. I'm not even going to talk about sex. Instead, I'm going to talk about a lot of little things that have nothing to do with anything, because I got 10 comments the last time I did that.
1. I have turned into a knitting nerd, my friends. Mourn, because if you thought SadArt's crocheting was a domestic spaz, you should see me KNIT. I feel like the stereotypical little old lady who's doomed to have cats for the rest of her days.
2. I think...I hope, rather, that I may have bought a pair of jeans that FIT. Granted, I also bought a vaguely-rainbow-plaid shirt, which may cancel out the triumphant end to the Epic of the Jeans. Nevertheless, I am happy.
3. Nobody in my family can shop together. It ends in catastrophe and my dad doing the cabbage patch in Sears.
4. I have discovered another tacky reality TV show that I would love if I had cable (which I don't). It may be Bridezilla. It may actually be better than the time I watched a reality TV special on Southern belles who enter pageants (they were all, weirdly enough, rather chubby).
5. Most of the time, I love the weather here. The rest of the time, I want this city to get over itself and just STOP WITH THE MPD WEATHER.
6. My sister discovered a broken ukelele. I suspect great masterpieces will soon follow.
7. My sister also wants to buy herself a guitar and teach herself how to play and though technically I know someone who's taught herself at the same time I don't think I can stand a repeat of when Sister tried to play the violin for a month. Suffice to say there was a duel of the noise between her and our dog.
8. I have realized all Indian people are, at heart, great big nerds, but that doesn't mean most of them aren't jackasses too.
9. BLOODY TURKEY. What a cool name for a band!
10. Morning TV show hosts should never try and dance with the Rockettes. Nobody wants to see that first thing after they wake up. Or ever, really.
11. I hate art. I hate it with a burning passion. But I like writing, because it's surprisingly fun to BULLDOZE EDIT.
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*assumes English student voice*
Well, uh, some of these parts really stuck out to me, like...
2. Good for you! And RAINBOW PLAID YES!!!!!! So many great pictures in my mind. Please wear the real thing the next time we meet.
3. Cabbage patch??? Wtf is that??? (En lieu of knowing what the cabbage patch is, I'm picturing your dad doing my dancey dance, which is magic)
7. Encourage your sister! (Just keep her away from all songs called or almost called Pissing In A Hole!) Besides, hearing someone try to play the guitar is a lot less painful than hearing someone try to play the violin. This is because the guitar has potential to be a quiet beast, while the violin has about as much of that potential as a terrier on acid.
11. YES! Art is so worthy of love...and HATE!
OH MY GOD...your dad doing the cabbage patch in the middle of Sears is the funniest image i've had all day
*shh - don't let Navya know that I commented on your blog and I haven't read her's...she'll killlll me*
Oh, hey navya, um...what's going on *awkward whistle*
Anyway - lovely lovely update ishani
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