Thursday, September 13, 2007

real men don’t order frappaccinos..

you might be grossed out by this but i was just in the bathroom... taking care of some business... and the person in the stall next to me was either holding her hand above her head and dropping pebbles into the bowl or performing the hover at almost a full standing position... the plop plops were SO loud. i almost wanted to say something, but did not. i just wiped my seat and proceeded...

this morning, on my quest for caffeine, i watched the most interesting pair of business people chatting as they waited for their starbucks. she was probably 5'2" in an almost chic suit, possibly italian (the girl not the suit), wearing edgy glasses, and attempting to look older than she was... or perhaps more hip, who knows. her conversation partner was like 6'6" and also italian (and by italian it could've been any number of languages b/c i couldn't really hear what they were saying). his head was bent so far forward that his chin was resting on his chest, and she was looking up so much that her neck HAD to be hurting. anyway... these types of conversations always amuse me... i have no idea why. i am not short... so this shit doesn't occur in my life. anyway, i was trying to get a good once over glance at the guy because, well, he's tall and i'll take what tallness i can get around here (really)... and then his order came up... and i changed my mind... because any real man in my future life does NOT order frappuccinos.. especially with a mountainous pile of whipped cream on top.

SIA last night was amazing... her new album should prove to be just as magical as the last. and i still maintain that she is ninety million times better live than she is in a recording studio. but that's just me...

i'm really tired... too much work... but in a good way. please keep your photo referrals coming in. the more the merrier... and the sooner i save up for a better camera, the sooner you'll have access to better pictures of yourselves.

or something.

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