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Last night at Big Chicks I made
loosethread dance with me to Pulp's 'Common People' even though you can't really dance to it. We figured it out. For me that involved singing outloud and jerking my head around.
There are things I want to do today and there are things I have to do today. As tempting as it is to blow those 'should' things off, I really can't. I mean, obviously I could, but the aftermath of doing so just isn't worth it, so I'll make it happen like Mariah Carey.
The other day I was shopping downtown before work for some undershirts and ended up with some clearance items, including orange flipflops. I'm still not sure how I feel about having something lodged between my toes. I've never been crazy about flipflops for this reason, ever since I was a kid. But I see tons of people wearing them all the time and I'm like, why not me? Damn, them ishts hurt when I first wore them, just out into the backyard to take the dog out. Its getting a little better. They are totally hippie brand of flip flops too with some cartoon smiley face character and a motto of "Life is Good." I was more attracted to the color and the price, but there's a small part of me that likes them for playing into my fantasy of living in my corn oil-operated VW van. I can't really tie-dye though, so I'd have to come up with some other way to make money along the way.
When shopping, I also got a fig-scented candle (which is one of my current favorites, in the candle genre). The woman who rang me up was inspecting the box, which basically was green with leaf designs and said "Green Fig".
"What is this?" She seemed a bit suspicious, and I just blurted out: "Smell it!" She opened up the box and took a whiff and was surprised at how nice it was. "See, it's fruity -- but not TOO fruity." She laughed and said, "I was a little worried when you said 'smell it' -- I didn't know what you were getting me into."
Then she paused and said, "yeah, you can take that home, light it, turn the lights down low.....that would reaaaal nice." Um, did I mention this woman was in her 60s?
I said, "you know, there's one left over there on the rack."
"Well, ok then! Maybe I'll have to go pick that up for myself."
"Then I'll be back next week to see how it worked out."
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There are things I want to do today and there are things I have to do today. As tempting as it is to blow those 'should' things off, I really can't. I mean, obviously I could, but the aftermath of doing so just isn't worth it, so I'll make it happen like Mariah Carey.
The other day I was shopping downtown before work for some undershirts and ended up with some clearance items, including orange flipflops. I'm still not sure how I feel about having something lodged between my toes. I've never been crazy about flipflops for this reason, ever since I was a kid. But I see tons of people wearing them all the time and I'm like, why not me? Damn, them ishts hurt when I first wore them, just out into the backyard to take the dog out. Its getting a little better. They are totally hippie brand of flip flops too with some cartoon smiley face character and a motto of "Life is Good." I was more attracted to the color and the price, but there's a small part of me that likes them for playing into my fantasy of living in my corn oil-operated VW van. I can't really tie-dye though, so I'd have to come up with some other way to make money along the way.
When shopping, I also got a fig-scented candle (which is one of my current favorites, in the candle genre). The woman who rang me up was inspecting the box, which basically was green with leaf designs and said "Green Fig".
"What is this?" She seemed a bit suspicious, and I just blurted out: "Smell it!" She opened up the box and took a whiff and was surprised at how nice it was. "See, it's fruity -- but not TOO fruity." She laughed and said, "I was a little worried when you said 'smell it' -- I didn't know what you were getting me into."
Then she paused and said, "yeah, you can take that home, light it, turn the lights down low.....that would reaaaal nice." Um, did I mention this woman was in her 60s?
I said, "you know, there's one left over there on the rack."
"Well, ok then! Maybe I'll have to go pick that up for myself."
"Then I'll be back next week to see how it worked out."
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Date: 2007-05-04 02:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-04 02:40 pm (UTC)and be glad i'm only putting in the comments that you did a fabulous job dancing to Fergalicious.
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Date: 2007-05-04 02:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-04 03:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-04 03:53 pm (UTC)I'm quite fond of flip-flops in the summertime. I love shoes you can just slip on your feet and go.
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Date: 2007-05-04 09:29 pm (UTC)flips
Date: 2007-05-04 05:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-04 06:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-04 09:30 pm (UTC)A pledge!
Date: 2007-05-04 09:08 pm (UTC)Also, I love talking with elders about fucking. It's arguably the best part of my job.
Also, I support your adventures in flip floppery, you know I'm a fan.
Re: A pledge!
Date: 2007-05-04 09:33 pm (UTC)It's the toe thing, man. The toes. They don't like that thing between them. Though I think I've figured out if I shift the weight of how I walk, its not as bad. We'll see. that will be my summer project -- walking in flipflops. Its good to have goals.
A prediction!
Date: 2007-05-04 09:46 pm (UTC)Re: A prediction!
Date: 2007-05-04 10:07 pm (UTC)Re: A prediction!
Date: 2007-05-04 10:28 pm (UTC)Not that I'm opposed to rubberband formations, of course.