The job, then necks and necrophilia
May. 29th, 2004 07:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elucrehActual quote from my answering machine message for Amy yesterday:
"Hey, it's me, I just wanted to check, it is seven tonight, right? Just call my cell, leave me a message, I'm at work. Also, one other quick question: Why is it that I keep being asked out by men over thirty with a combover? Thanks, I love you, bye."
Apparently Amy's mother overheard this message and cracked up.
But yes, people, it's true. He was thirty-eight. He was half-bald with a combover. I told him I was eighteen. I told him I had a steady boyfriend. He still asked for my phone number. (After telling me he was supporting his live-in girlfriend and all about his problems with her.) And guess what? He also told me about his experiences picking up girls on the public transportation. Why can't normal men within seven years of my age be attracted to me???
While I was fending off flirtations, I was also lying my butt off to people in South Dakota. "Hi, we here in SD know that my candidate's opponent is an evil, awful woman. Vote for Larry!" And dangit, if I were South Dakotan I would probably be supporting this Herseth woman! I really, really wish I could afford to have ethics about this.
But then I went to Amy's to watch RotK. And it was cheering. It was all about the commentary, baby. Humor and "ohprettyboy" both. Amy and I have decided that we are very attracted to almost-dead people, except Merry and Frodo. But Pippin because, well...Pippin is always pretty. And Faramir...like the only time he is pretty is when he is being Pumbaa. Also my lovely Aragorn has a nice neck, but Frodo's neck is not pretty at the top. Each of us has her own special boytoy but we're sharing Sam because, we cannot deprive the others of him. *weeps for Sam some more*
"Hey, it's me, I just wanted to check, it is seven tonight, right? Just call my cell, leave me a message, I'm at work. Also, one other quick question: Why is it that I keep being asked out by men over thirty with a combover? Thanks, I love you, bye."
Apparently Amy's mother overheard this message and cracked up.
But yes, people, it's true. He was thirty-eight. He was half-bald with a combover. I told him I was eighteen. I told him I had a steady boyfriend. He still asked for my phone number. (After telling me he was supporting his live-in girlfriend and all about his problems with her.) And guess what? He also told me about his experiences picking up girls on the public transportation. Why can't normal men within seven years of my age be attracted to me???
While I was fending off flirtations, I was also lying my butt off to people in South Dakota. "Hi, we here in SD know that my candidate's opponent is an evil, awful woman. Vote for Larry!" And dangit, if I were South Dakotan I would probably be supporting this Herseth woman! I really, really wish I could afford to have ethics about this.
But then I went to Amy's to watch RotK. And it was cheering. It was all about the commentary, baby. Humor and "ohprettyboy" both. Amy and I have decided that we are very attracted to almost-dead people, except Merry and Frodo. But Pippin because, well...Pippin is always pretty. And Faramir...like the only time he is pretty is when he is being Pumbaa. Also my lovely Aragorn has a nice neck, but Frodo's neck is not pretty at the top. Each of us has her own special boytoy but we're sharing Sam because, we cannot deprive the others of him. *weeps for Sam some more*
