Happy Valentimes!
A year ago, I was busy compiling what I thought of as the most romantic songs I could think of. Oh, how times change, although I still stand by nearly all of my musical (and life) choices.
Cue the Sex And The City theme song while I sit on my bed (mattress on the floor) and type on my Mac laptop while gazing out the window. This year, I've realized that I'm totally in love with my friends. They don't all have blogs, or I'd be linking every word of this post, but I must commend myself on the high-quality hand-picked variety of humans I've surrounded myself with.
Valentine's Day doesn't really mean that much to me. I don't mean that in the down-to-earth girl way, where I then follow it by saying what I really want to do is drink beer and sit next to you on the couch while you watch sports and I pretend to know what's going on. I mean it in the ever-so-genuine way, where if I really want to give someone a card (which I never do, even on birthdays, because I'm a bad person) or some candy (which I often do, because I'm a fatty) I'll do it on my own. I just don't like being told what to do, that's all. Not by dudes, not by my Mom, not by Hallmark.
Anyway, last year I got an awesome series of cards from one of my BFFS. Cards that made me wish I was the kind of person who sent cards.
I thought he couldn't top it. Until he sent me this.
Apparently, when he and I sit down at his iMac for a Photobooth session and both dart out of the way of the camera at the same time, we resemble a pile of vaginas.
So, I'm reading your blog for the first time in weeks. I am using a computer at the school, but it's after school hours, so it's ok...since I live here and all.
I went to mass today with the Jesuits (because they made me and I wanted to eat afterwards, it's part of the deal). And the priest starts off with, "This is the feast day of Sts. Cyril and Methodius." And I busted out laughing, in a chapel of about 15 people, no bigger than your living room and kitchen combined. I coughed off the laugh and pointed to the other volunteer next to me, and they moved on. But I thought it was a joke, I mean, come on big V! Where you at?
Also, if I had a blog, I would call it "NoraisthegoddessAthenaofwisdom.blogspot.org.ie.com"
Happy St. Cyril and Methodius Day!
i'm honored and ashamed all in one post. pretty much par for the course.
p.s. you guys have no idea how hard it was to find the correct law and order font (fritz quaranta, if you're keeping score at home).
I'd comment on the 'pile of vaghynas' but I'm more concerned about being linked off of your blog and having 0 good content on mine...I hope no one judges me based on that blog, it's not my primary focus. My primary focus is vaghynas.
At first I didn't see the vaginas (proper Latin plural would be "vaginae"), but then I treated it like one of those Magic Eye posters.
Also, I should also apologize for the lack of quality content on my blog, but I keep it that way intentionally. I keep all my best material to use in the classroom.
All I EVER see is vaginas.
Didn't every card have at least one?