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lierdumoaRilly, rilly need a razor. Lost the last one. Arm pit hair is becoming scary. Own too many tank tops to let them go to waste. Also? Forgot to put in tampon before I went out to lunch. Fucking fuck fuck. Jeans need soaking. Heavy flow days totally suck.
So this morning there were a bunch of my roommate's guy friends in our room and one was teasing her for having her phone charger next to her bed. "The only reason a girl would have her cell phone charger next to her bed is if she's talking to her boyfriend at night."
Here is where I pause to consider that Syd called me at 1:00am last night when I was mostly asleep and we talked about nothing in particular till her phone died.
But back to the matter at hand. My roommate. She's a very straightforward person. My guess is she doesn't usually find herself in a situation where she has to try to convince people that she doesn't have a boyfriend. Well, she has joked to me before that she has committment issues, so I decided to speak up on her behalf and said, "Nah. Bri's too faithless for that." And wow, did that sound a lot worse out loud than it did in my head.
Guys, I didn't even mean to be evil this time. IT JUST CAME OUT.
I have snark tourettes. ::facepalms::
Now the funny thing is, I don't talk much to Bri's friends. I think they're cool people. Mostly I just do my own thing while they're around. They weren't expecting me to contribute to the conversation at all, much less with a veiled insult (I didn't mean it like that, I swear!).
Well, everyone in the room turned to look at me with a sort of offended awe. If I recall correctly, I merely stared back blankly. After a short few seconds, the conversation re-started and I went back to checking my e-mail.
And that, folks, was the highlight of my day.
Classics class was boring as fuck. Film class, on the other hand, was quite interesting. Rear Window is officially the gayest short story ever. The teacher spent a good half hour explaining with examples how very gay it was. She was even a little shocked that she didn't see the gayness till her second reading of it. The Alfred Hitchcock adaptation was much more hetero (but still very good). The Christopher Reeves adaptation kind of sucked, in that it was more about his paralysis than the actual story, and it took most of the cool aspects out of the original story.
So this morning there were a bunch of my roommate's guy friends in our room and one was teasing her for having her phone charger next to her bed. "The only reason a girl would have her cell phone charger next to her bed is if she's talking to her boyfriend at night."
Here is where I pause to consider that Syd called me at 1:00am last night when I was mostly asleep and we talked about nothing in particular till her phone died.
But back to the matter at hand. My roommate. She's a very straightforward person. My guess is she doesn't usually find herself in a situation where she has to try to convince people that she doesn't have a boyfriend. Well, she has joked to me before that she has committment issues, so I decided to speak up on her behalf and said, "Nah. Bri's too faithless for that." And wow, did that sound a lot worse out loud than it did in my head.
Guys, I didn't even mean to be evil this time. IT JUST CAME OUT.
I have snark tourettes. ::facepalms::
Now the funny thing is, I don't talk much to Bri's friends. I think they're cool people. Mostly I just do my own thing while they're around. They weren't expecting me to contribute to the conversation at all, much less with a veiled insult (I didn't mean it like that, I swear!).
Well, everyone in the room turned to look at me with a sort of offended awe. If I recall correctly, I merely stared back blankly. After a short few seconds, the conversation re-started and I went back to checking my e-mail.
And that, folks, was the highlight of my day.
Classics class was boring as fuck. Film class, on the other hand, was quite interesting. Rear Window is officially the gayest short story ever. The teacher spent a good half hour explaining with examples how very gay it was. She was even a little shocked that she didn't see the gayness till her second reading of it. The Alfred Hitchcock adaptation was much more hetero (but still very good). The Christopher Reeves adaptation kind of sucked, in that it was more about his paralysis than the actual story, and it took most of the cool aspects out of the original story.
