Tuesday, April 02, 2013

In Which I Prove I'm a Moron - Vol 3 ...

So, here's my short "ThirtyWhat Is An Idiot" story for today ...

This afternoon, my best friend sent a text message to me and ... [wait for it ... I'm going to type it ... for the very first time ... I think it's okay to call him this ... guess we'll find out ... this is blog history in the making right here, people] ... my boyfriend.  Wow!  Quick, somebody throw confetti ... that  was momentous!

In any case, she sent a text message to the both of us ... letting us know she had ordered our tickets to a show.  At some point, I responded back ... and I thought I was responding to just her.  Now ... this was a conscious thought.  It crossed my mind that I should only send it to her because I didn't want to be bothering him at work. 

Side note:  So why was it okay to be bothering my best friend at work?  One issue at a time, people ... one issue at a time.

So, we started having a conversation about a Maroon 5 concert coming up in August.  The conversation progressed ... as conversations will ... until I made some comment along the lines of, "Yeah, listening to Misery makes my clothes fall off."   Now up until this point, I thought it was just girl talk.  You know ... girls ... being girls ... talking about music ... and concerts ... and bare boobies.   That was until my phone beeped ... and I saw a message from my guy saying, "You two are so wrong."

Well, fuck.  I hadn't responded to her ... I'd responded to the both of them.  This is the kind of embarrassing crap that happens when I'm trying to juggle ten things and not paying enough attention to any of them. 

At least I didn't say anything too bad.  And on the bright side ... welcome to the inside of my head!  This is what I talk about when I think no one is listening ... getting naked to Maroon 5 songs.  Yup ... that's pretty much it.   True, I'm not discussing the mysteries of the universe or trying to solve string theory ... but I'm also not planning genocide or committing war crimes.  So ... I've got that going for me ...

Your salty skin and how
It mixes in with mine
The way it feels to be
Completely intertwined
Not that I didn't care
It's that I didn't know
It's not what I didn't feel,
It's what I didn't show

Maroon 5 - Misery

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