So
Happy
It's
Tuesday!
Why are you so excited, TCWH, you say? Because, I sparkle, IT'S TUESDAY!!!!! Go back to work day! Only 9 days until I leave for the States! That's not really why I am excited, though, about the States. I'm excited because today I DON'T have to sit home alone waiting for the phone to ring, hoping that it is dh, who I finally got to talk to yesterday. Which reminds me that I need to send out an e-mail later, so remind me of that, will you? Just come on by, I've got some buns in the oven! HEE! I got a list of stuff that I will be sending out, and it resembles a scavenger hunt. They are asking for candy, creatine, and desk lamps, and running sneakers. Hello...Macgyver? Your presence is requested.
Here is some proof that the Master's ate my brain. I was out at dinner last night (Mongolian BBQ. I don't know why they call it that. It is neither Mongolian nor barbecued. Discuss. Mike Myers on the brain! Shrek 2, yes please!) with Italian Starlette, and we had the following conversation. (By the way, why is the abbreviation for conversation 'convo'? Wouldn't it be 'conve'? Is there something I am missing? Anybody? Anybody?)
IS (matter of factly): I used to work at a flower shop.
TCWH: (trying. to. form. two. words. at. once. slowly. and sounding like I've got something stuck in my throat): Roh.
IS: Roh? Roh?! What the hell is that?
TCWH: (laughing so hard in a quiet restaurant filled with kids that I know so their parents are extra sensitive to my behavior if you don't want to be looked at and analyzed don't ever teach school on a military base because everybody will stare at you paranoia, umm, I'll have some of that why start punctuating now?): I meant to say Really. Or OH. I just couldn't stop myself from saying "Roh." Kind of like Scooby Doo! One time (say it all together please! AT! BAND! CAMP!) I just said "Rooby Rooby Roo! for the hell of it. But I wasn't trying to sound affected, like Scooby Doo. I saw the two words in my brain, and knew that I couldn't pick one, but also couldn't stop myself from mixing them up. I think I'm having one of those moments.
IS (looking at me like I've sincerely lost it): Roh!
I have clearly demonstrated that if you are going to do something as brain consuming as a Master's, you must choose your company very wisely. Who knows what will come out of my mouth next? Or in what order? Context? Accent? And that is why *I* am so exciting to hang out with. It's laugh a minute over here, folks! Hang on to your seats! Get a drink! I'm off to the races! Or maybe just the grocery store. There's people for me to accost, I mean talk to, there. In the aisles.
Yeah, so I'm not funny. BUT at least I'm not all hangdog today. I will sing! I will dance! I will eat! I will drink! I will clean! I will sweep! Wind me up! Watch me go, folks. Watch me go.
SCINTILLATING.