My friend Lisa submitted an application to live in these lofts in Marina Del Rey. My response: If you get that apartment, I will totally go lez for you. It reminded me of when I was in the 6th grade and we moved into a house with a pool and my parents told me to beware of people who would only want to be my friend because I had a pool. (That didn't happen, everyone had a pool, so it wasn't a strong selling point for fake friendship). Well that same sage advice would apply to Lisa in this situation. Needless to say I bet a lot of rich people live there and I don't mix well with people with money. It's like my East Texas upbringing goes into overdrive and they immediately know I'm not one of them. But that's fine, I don't need money to be happy, not as long as I have friends that have money who are going to live in awesome lofts and will let me visit.
On another note, did you know that taco bell is now selling margaritas? Well, it's actually margarita flavored drinks without the alcohol. I do not see the point in this at all. It's like when people drink non-alcoholic beer, I just don't understand drinking that swill if not to at least get a buzz? Maybe it's like an alcoholics equivalent of methadone to help wean them off the real stuff. But probably not.
Speaking of Ween (see how I did that), I remember in college going to dinner with Emily and her friend and suddenly bursting out with these lyrics to a Ween song: "There's many colors in the homo rainbow, don't be afraid to let your colors shine, shine, shine." To which Emily said afterwards "how many times to I have to tell you [insert name here] is gay?" I don't think he was offended persay, but possibly confused as I'm pretty sure he was not familiar with the song. And that is what happened.
R.
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