
Instead of the family super bowl party we usually have, but not this year, I found myself at my friend's house with her husband and a few of his friends. She made me stay for her sanity. I couldn't drink a lot because I had to make it home that night, so I watched her company, that vaguely reminded me of members off the show Jersey Shore. My friend has some odd taste in friends. I felt my brain cells start to fizzle out, until one of them mentioned words with friends. This intrigued me; maybe I underestimated these people after all! I quickly join games with them on their iphones/ ipads and then actively start to pulverize them. They seemed to know what they were doing though, which was another surprise. I was only in a ten point lead with all of them. I go to get a snack and, low and behold, the little monkeys are CHEATING!
Why ask me to play a game with them, when they clearly have to cheat to keep up? Blew my mind! I left in the middle of the halftime show, which wasn't that great anyway. (Can you find the awesome word I was able to use?! Only good thing to come from playing them!)

I ended up going to Starbucks and getting a latte, these always make me a little happier, and then headed home. I didn't even bother turning back on the television, I'd already super bowled myself out for the evening.
Monday morning found me at a loss for what to do. I got a text from my teacher stating we didn't have school because there wasn't water. Woo hoo! No school! But also, no plans. I call and wake my friend Max up (he is a night owl and hates mornings) Mwahahaha. I made him come over and hang out in his pj's with me all morning. He is the bestest guy friend ever and managed to give me some enlightening info even in his sleep deprived state. He said relationships are all a balance of brownie points. You do nice things, you get positive brownie points. You do shitty things, negative brownie points are in your future. At the end of the day, you assess the good points to the bad points to determine if you get laid. Yeah, I thought it was going to be a little more enlightening also.
I ended up breaking the month long stalemate and went grocery shopping. Maybe I should find my inner desire to cook something now. So far, it has remained hidden. I think after working out today, I will have exorcised this funk from my body and have a better day. Oh, it's a snow day again, we weren't supposed to get this much but the tricky weather in this tri-state has fooled us once again!
Maybe I'll watch Centerstage, makes me happy every time!
This might be one of my favorite posts you made, even though you were in a funk because this is the real you. You are always so scattered and reminisce about good times. I miss you. I also love that you really know how to contact me because I'm addicted to your blog. I check it in the mornings and when I realize there isn't a post I check one more time before bed. The days when you do not post anything I find myself really sad....so get back to your daily routine. We can catch up this weekend and plan your escape trip. I'll even put my headphones on so we can talk for a long time! Don't make plans. Love and miss you best frie d.
ReplyDeleteSo my iPhone left sone words and letters out and might have automatically changed words, but think of it as a game. You have to decipher the message.
ReplyDeleteOk I probably should look while I text. Sorry again. :)
ReplyDeleteGuess what? I'm drunk. I'm sorry you are in a funk. Me too. That's why when my best childhood friend texted and said "I'm at the bar down the street, come join!" I did. And upon arrival, there was an Irish Car Bomb sitting on the table waiting for me. Because that's what best friends are for. So then I drank it and another, and then I came home and typed a bunch of nonsense on other people's blogs because it's Tuesday nights and what else are you supposed to do on a Tuesday night when you are drunk and bored?
ReplyDeletehold up, are you a twin?? :) jus actually read ur name...
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