Lie, lie, potential lie, double lie, and you're super lazy and bitter lie
Forgot? My sweet white ass you forgot.
As if you forgot after knowing the parade was on. After every grocery store had an abundance of corned beef, cabbage, red potatoes, sugar cookies with green icing and the green balloons...you're going to say - oh i forgot.
People are dumb. Just say - I was too lazy to make any additional effort in my wardrobe. Don't give the whole conformity argument. Idiots. When I see my Indian friend wearing a green sweater you know the average white guy has no excuse. "i totally forgot." Why? because you were hungover from the weekend of GREEN beer?
Speaking of green beer, I had plenty of it this weekend. From BWW to CBN. I'm emotionally torn. I feel part guilty for changing plans at the last minute on K, but I did have a fun time. Woogie stepped it up as usual and the best part - I didn't get kicked out of the bar this time around. Finally. The green brew stayed alive for almost the entire night, which was also impressive. All in all - a good time.
If you have't read K's blog yet - I'm sure you will, but I'll give her this much - she has a point. Courtesy goes a long, long way. There was a time when everyone helped out, brought stuff over, or just asked for things. Now it's all assumed. No more "please." No more "thank you." There's a comfortability factor as part of it but also a 'not realizing you're walking over your friends' part of it too. K and I do differ on the aspect of people staying over in some respects. I don't tend to mind it as much since I sleep in as late as everyone else (cause I'm just as messed up the night prior). She is up much earlier. I have no need to dwell on it. I just say - I love that people come over and that we can act as the central location for everyone to meet up and hang out - that's all and good - I just wonder what happened to the common courtesies? Word.
and now for something completely different: this guy . There's nothing unfunny about this guy. It's a real person, with a real site where he really dresses up in tights and pretends to be Peter F*n Pan. Amazing. Just when you thought there weren't enough crazy people in this world already - in comes THIS guy. I'm not even kidding, but I wish I was. if you want to see more of this scary human being - go to pixyland.com OR look at another amazingly horrific photo. Oh man...I should have deviated to a completely different subject. Though, I would pay to see Scott in this outfit and have him hit on large women in the process. That would be magic, my friends.Speaking of friends. 2 things. 1 - I can't wait to see pictures from Sat night (post those bitches!) and 2. I also can't wait for Thursday night's draft. Baseball. The fantasy sport I thought I swore off but was lied to...by my self.
I wonder if there's anything else? K is off to the Sunny side of Philly this week for new-work training. that'll be fun and hopefully philled (ah. haha, play on words...sigh) with philly cheese steak samiches! mm, mmm! I'll be at the house solo, without any real motivation to work out or cook until she gets back. It's more fun to cook FOR someone than for yourself. Weird? Maybe. Realistic? Yes.
Aside from that - there isn't much else going on. To go to the April wedding or not to go? It's not a matter of want but matter of ability financially. I want to, but we'll have to see. It'll be awesome to see the MN folks again and to not be at work for a day AND to see Brenda get married, of course. By the end of the week we should know. I should know. Then Easter. That stupid rabbit and his calorie killing candies. Jag bag. delicious jag bag. Why don't we eat bunny on easter instead of lamb? sure it's a bit gamey, but so what? "Way to go kids, you found the eggs. here's your easter basket from the bunny. now lets eat his children. YAAAY!." sick. anyway, happy monday.
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