This is the best email I’ve ever gotten
This email came form Becca
Subject: substitution
megs, sorry iwas out of the coutnry being robbed and having a generally crappy time when you had your shower thingy deal. it sounded like loads of good clean shower fun. i’m sorry i missed it. i think i was just redundant when i said that but i can’t see anything and so i can’t really go back and check o see if i already wrote that 10 times. it’s koretty late. anyway, i’m sorry i missed your showe wait.,,,i’m sure i wrote that. ok, let’s try a different approach, wow i ddidn’t reallize whow lousy i am at drafting emails. i wonder if i just had to write withouth looking oe editinf all the time if all of my emails would come out liekt his. ok, there is a point here. i cant remember…oh yeah, i missed your shower and i missed you so i want to take you out to lunch sometime this week if that works with your schedule somehow. let me know. as you know, i am unemployed so my time is really quite flexible. i mean sure i have things to keep me busy lke findin a job, sorting a month;s worth of mail, working out insurance crap from my accident still and trying to find a place to live while all of my stuff is in stoarge here and so i have to take out a ladder and dig through things everytime i want to find a pen or something. ok, pen was a bad exanple becuase there are enough pens laying around that i don’t need to go on a special search for them, but i dcan’t see to backspace so we’re stikcing with that won. wait, i’m pretty sure i not only spelled that wrong, but also used the wrong word. oh well. i hope you understand this email. i want to buy you lunch and get caught up and wish you well thats all. let me know what works. man i really hop this is megan.”
Thanks Becca, you made my morning.
How did they know?
Christina took a birth order quiz online and it placed her as the 4th child in a family of (?). So I thought it would be fun to take it too.
As most of you know I’m the youngest child in a mixed family. I only have half siblings and was born 14 years after my sister Keri and 19 years after my sister Julie. I pretty much grew up by myself. I used to tell people I was an only child when I was in grade school.
You Are Likely an Only Child |
At your darkest moments, you feel frustrated. At work and school, you do best when you’re organizing. When you love someone, you tend to worry about them. In friendship, you are emotional and sympathetic. |
It’s a Musical Life
I love putting my entire iPod on random. There is no way I would listen to anything I have on it if I didn’t.
On my way to work I heard:
1. “Your Bruise” Death Cab for Cutie (walking to the subway)
2. “The Outer Banks” The Album Leaf (waiting for the train, skipped halfway through)
3. “Under Pressure” David Bowie & Queen (skipped)
4. “Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic” The Police (riding/standing on the subway)
5. “In a Graveyard” Rufus Wainwright (riding/standing on the subway)
6. “Please Break My Heart” Caitlin Cary & Thad Cockrell (waiting to sit at 125th st.)
7. “Perfect Heaven Space” Travis (sitting with all my stuff on my lap)
8. “To Zion” Lauryn Hill (reminiscing about high school with my eyes closed)
9. “For Those About to Rock (We Salute You)” ACDC (skipped)
10. “Times They Are A Changin'” Bob Dylan (transferring to the C at 42)
11. “Color of Water” M. Ward (hopping off the C into the cool morning air)
12. “Never Is a Promise” Fiona Apple (shopping for breakfast for the shoot in Whole Foods)
13. “Operator (That’s Not The Way It Feels)” Jim Croce (dazing in Whole Foods)
14. “7” Prince (checking out of Whole Foods)
15. “Our Prayer Gee” Brian Wilson (missed it while I was talking to the cashier)
16. “Crystal Baller” Third Eye Blind (what? I like Third Eye Blind, walking to work)
17. “Interlude (Milo)” Modest Mouse (still walking to work with groceries and wondering what song this is and who it is and why a baby is cooing in my hears to an organ)
18. “Track 03” Rufus Wainwright (this song isn’t titled on my iPod, don’t hassle me Luke!, arrived at work)
I’m tagging people who I am interested in knowing what your random work/school playlist is on your iPod. Tag, you’re it.
It gets better
For some reason while I was walking home tonight I got to thinking about what being with Luke as taught me. But first I want to tell you what being without Luke has taught me.
Before there was Luke I learned…
1. If he’s not talking to you, he’s not interested
2. Always let him make the first move
3. You have to be friends first
4. Sometimes nothing will explain why it doesn’t work out, and it hurts
5. A rebound will never work
6. Provoking someone does not bode well
7. When your mother says there is something wrong with him, there is
8. You have to be able to have a conversation
9. Just because he can croon doesn’t mean he’s right for you
10. If all you do is fight, what exactly are you fighting for?
11. When he tells you he can talk his way out of anything, he means it
After Luke I learned
1. Surprises are more fun
2. It just fits
3. Why wait?
4. God loves me
Overheard in New York
I’m always hearing the strangest things on the subway or when I’m walking down the street. Sometimes I see strange things like the other day when I saw a full on butt across the platform. That’s right, girl bending down and digging around in her bag for something. She seemed distressed, maybe too much so to notice that her entire bum was flashing everyone going downtown on the N train. You seriously want to ride the subway sans panties? I don’t think so!
Anyway, so Travis‘s stylist Patrick asked me what I was doing today. I told him, unpacking boxes and reading blogs.
“Blogs?” he said.
“Yes, blogs, don’t you read blogs? I read over 100.”
“I don’t like reading anything on the internet.”
“Oh i don’t read, I look at pictures.”
Then he told me about Overheard In New York. It’s essentially a blog full of quotes that people overhear other people saying around the city. Some of it is racy. But most is amusing and so New York.
This is my favorite.
Girl: Yeah, so then Bob said–
Guy: –Wait, who’s Bob?
Girl: SpongeBob.
Guy: Oh, right, right.
–Sullivan & Bleecker
Dermatographism
I have dermatographism. Essentially that means that whenever I scratch my skin i get big ol’ red marks and questions like, “what did you do? you’re all red, right there!” Including look of concern on their face.
My friend Matt told me about it one day whilst we were working and he saw said red marks on my neck.
He’s silly.