Date: June 14th, 2007

June 13, 2007

In lieu of rage

It’s always a pleasure to walk into the office wanting to gouge your eyeballs out due to fatigue and genuine laziness and come to find out that Malia? She cares. She cares enough to send (post) the very best:

And they don’t match! Because no one makes sneakers in SETS OF FOUR! FOR HORSES! And he looks so scared. And a little confused. “Why am I a tiny pony in sneakers? Whyyyyy?”

And for that, I thank her.

But not as much as I’m kneeling at the alters of Carrie and Peter respectively. I’m just on this ‘I need to be put into a good mood. NOW’ kick for today (I’ve been inundated with pop ads offering me free sex if that gives any insight to how my day has been going). Thus, when there is a Best of Craig’s List, I know that my day might actually get brighter:

If this guy gets a date off of this post, I will either officially lose hope or it will reassure me that I too will find someone. "Looking for a girl who is wooed by pandas, siberian huskies, chinzillas, internet memes, awesome music (flaming lips, at the drive-in, etc.)...My dream girl would do excited arms and yell too loudly when something cool is happening, get hopped up on caffiene and hurt her neck headbanging, and generally be the most adorable human on the planet?"

The sun might actually be in the sky instead of gloom and doom and someone looking out my window saying “Oh, it rains EVERYDAY here. You can’t plan a picnic for shit”; when I see that Peter watches Blind Date:

Our first date tonight is between Daphne, a former beauty queen and Peter, a ruggedly charming Canadian. Daphne's motto is "Sorority Sistas 4 Lyfe" and Peter doesn't like people very much. Let's see if the sparks fly.

The nice part is when there are people who are also full of ranty rage and sarcasm as well. Who doesn’t love imparting their sarcasm on the world or at least the blogosphere. I enjoy it immensely. Especially sarcasm and eyerolling to strangers who can’t mind their own business, now that is something that I am truly adept at. Though I’m thinking that Elise might be better:

"Uh, ok. I'd be more than happy to. You sit there in your car, and I'll sit in mine, for the next 5 minutes. We'll see how we feel. I'll write up a report for you! THE DOG IS FINE."

And finally this because Dude! It’s so true:

It's an intellectual crush, not so much in that you are hot for the guy's intellect, but in that you use your own to decide, "Hey, this guy has some awfully charming characteristics. I'm going to have a girlish crush on him." The Danny Seidenberg Effect doesn't apply to guys you are actually in a position to date, it merely exists to make daily life more interesting.

Right now I’m all about truth and funny in replace of blind white - hot flaming rage.

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