And -
A few days after that conversation, when I was at a dinner party at my one friend with the cat's house, my one friend with the cat somehow brought up that story again, and my one lawyer friend from Missouri's neighbor's Brazilian coworker then mentioned how one night her friend thought she was having the best sex ever since she was so filled up and hurting, and then the next day she discovered her tampon was rammed way up in her and she had to spend all morning at the doctor's for it to get fished out.
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Friday, November 19, 2010
Story from my One Friend with the Cat.
So, the other weekend I was having a drink with my one friend with the cat, and somehow brought up the fact that her one 40-year old friend has for like the past year been f*cking this 25-year old.
"That's hot," I was like, to which she was like, "Actually...", and then she told me this story about how her friend didn't have her period for 2 months running, and she was scared shitless that she was knocked up by the 25-year old.
"But then she went to the doctor and found out that it was an old tampon that had been in her for 3 months," she was like, and then when I said "Holy f*ck" or something similar, she was like, "That's what my friend said, and all the doctor could say to her was, 'Didn't you smell it?'
"So," my one friend with the cat was like, "Whenever I hear stuff like that and think that someone else's sex life is so much hotter than mine, I remember that story, because on the surface it seems hot, but they must have been having some sloppy, drunken sex for that to have happened. And, he probably didn't even know how to please a woman, since he sure as hell didn't know what one should smell like."
"That's hot," I was like, to which she was like, "Actually...", and then she told me this story about how her friend didn't have her period for 2 months running, and she was scared shitless that she was knocked up by the 25-year old.
"But then she went to the doctor and found out that it was an old tampon that had been in her for 3 months," she was like, and then when I said "Holy f*ck" or something similar, she was like, "That's what my friend said, and all the doctor could say to her was, 'Didn't you smell it?'
"So," my one friend with the cat was like, "Whenever I hear stuff like that and think that someone else's sex life is so much hotter than mine, I remember that story, because on the surface it seems hot, but they must have been having some sloppy, drunken sex for that to have happened. And, he probably didn't even know how to please a woman, since he sure as hell didn't know what one should smell like."
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Addendum.
And, post-dinner, I was on the subway platform texting a friend and the wind was really really gusty, and I dropped my phone and it fell the right way and it broke into pieces, and the wind carried the back of the cell case over the edge of the platform and into a small puddle by the edge of the tracks.
A couple people nearby saw, and I just shrugged and was like, "Guess I'll have to get a new one," but this one young (black) guy in a knit hat looked down at it and was like (in an accented voice!), "No, I will get it," and hopped down onto the tracks, got it, reached up and handed it to me, and then hopped back up onto the platform, though I warned him not to do it because of the electrified rail.
"Thanks a bunch," and then added, "Though wouldn't it be funny if water was still on it and it shorted out and destroyed my phone."
He laughed, and then I asked him where he was from, and he said he was studying in the city and was just beginning his 1st year of college, and was from Burkina Fasso.
And, I told him I had been there, which made me feel like I was bragging, but we talked about that for a while.
A couple people nearby saw, and I just shrugged and was like, "Guess I'll have to get a new one," but this one young (black) guy in a knit hat looked down at it and was like (in an accented voice!), "No, I will get it," and hopped down onto the tracks, got it, reached up and handed it to me, and then hopped back up onto the platform, though I warned him not to do it because of the electrified rail.
"Thanks a bunch," and then added, "Though wouldn't it be funny if water was still on it and it shorted out and destroyed my phone."
He laughed, and then I asked him where he was from, and he said he was studying in the city and was just beginning his 1st year of college, and was from Burkina Fasso.
And, I told him I had been there, which made me feel like I was bragging, but we talked about that for a while.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
So nice to catch up with old friends.
So, the highlight of like my past month was that my one old neighbor from my old apartment building - the hippie-ish one who I volunteered a lot for Obama with down in Indiana - emailed like 8 of her friends randomly, to say that she was in town for 3 days and suggested meeting for dinner at this Persian restaurant if anyone could make it.
(She's in Mexico working a human rights job, gathering materials for suits on behalf of workers who are issued temporary work visas by U.S. employers who lie about the conditions of employment, bring them to the U.S. and work the fuck out of them, and then deport them if they complain; it's pretty appalling.)
In her email, which used several Spanish phrases (actually, she's always reminded me a bit of those hippie women from Sat. Night Live who say Spanish words with a pronounced foreign accent), she said she was engaged to be married and now expecting a bebe (with accents on both e's).
Her engagement story was interesting...
Her and some of her Mexican friends went to a rock-climbing festival, and on the way there they kept telling her about their friend Rocko or Rocky (forget which), and when they went in, they got some wristband to show they had paid admission, and her one friend joked that it entitled her to a kiss from Rocky/Rocko, and she brushed it off, but when she saw him, she instantly knew she wanted to settle down with him.
(When I asked her if she ever expected that she'd be getting married so young, she was like, "I never thought I would ever get married!")
Anyhow, they've been living together in this little casita that he's been re-finishing on his professor's salary from the local university (he's only 26 though too like her; the credentialling system for academics is different in Mexico she said), and she recently found out she's pregnant.
"We were so excited, we left the clinic without paying!", she was like.
They're thinking of opening up an eco-tourism business / hostel out of their house, since she wants to get out of the legal work she's doing; it's way too much travel, esp. with a baby.
The dinner was very fun, though I think the waiter was pissed at me since I noticed in small print you could get a soup/salad buffet for $9.95 and like half the table did that, so almost no-one ordered the $15-25 entrees.
(She's in Mexico working a human rights job, gathering materials for suits on behalf of workers who are issued temporary work visas by U.S. employers who lie about the conditions of employment, bring them to the U.S. and work the fuck out of them, and then deport them if they complain; it's pretty appalling.)
In her email, which used several Spanish phrases (actually, she's always reminded me a bit of those hippie women from Sat. Night Live who say Spanish words with a pronounced foreign accent), she said she was engaged to be married and now expecting a bebe (with accents on both e's).
Her engagement story was interesting...
Her and some of her Mexican friends went to a rock-climbing festival, and on the way there they kept telling her about their friend Rocko or Rocky (forget which), and when they went in, they got some wristband to show they had paid admission, and her one friend joked that it entitled her to a kiss from Rocky/Rocko, and she brushed it off, but when she saw him, she instantly knew she wanted to settle down with him.
(When I asked her if she ever expected that she'd be getting married so young, she was like, "I never thought I would ever get married!")
Anyhow, they've been living together in this little casita that he's been re-finishing on his professor's salary from the local university (he's only 26 though too like her; the credentialling system for academics is different in Mexico she said), and she recently found out she's pregnant.
"We were so excited, we left the clinic without paying!", she was like.
They're thinking of opening up an eco-tourism business / hostel out of their house, since she wants to get out of the legal work she's doing; it's way too much travel, esp. with a baby.
The dinner was very fun, though I think the waiter was pissed at me since I noticed in small print you could get a soup/salad buffet for $9.95 and like half the table did that, so almost no-one ordered the $15-25 entrees.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
ARTICLE WAS REJECTED.
On Sunday the German editor wrote back a 2-sentence email (in German) nicely saying it fell outside of the journal's area of specialization.
So, yesterday I downloaded citation formatting guidelines for another journal, and will revise the citations and mail my article out again, hopefully by the end of this week.
So, yesterday I downloaded citation formatting guidelines for another journal, and will revise the citations and mail my article out again, hopefully by the end of this week.
Monday, November 15, 2010
Odd feelings about my new neighborhood.
I'm glad I moved, but I get looks from the (black) people when I get off the subway to transfer to the bus when I go into school, I've become one of those (white) people who commutes in to the (black) part of town...
The other day, though, I did recognize a (black) woman on the bus, who worked at the pharmacy near my old apartment, and I said hi to her when I got on and asked her how she'd been, and then when I got off the bus and passed her again (her stop was farther up) I waved bye and told her to have a good day at work.
The other day, though, I did recognize a (black) woman on the bus, who worked at the pharmacy near my old apartment, and I said hi to her when I got on and asked her how she'd been, and then when I got off the bus and passed her again (her stop was farther up) I waved bye and told her to have a good day at work.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Edgy British Humor of my one British friend.
After a discussion about sunburns this summer - I was starting to get one, and I asked my one British (and half African) friend if it was noticeable, and he confessed he really didn't know what to look for, since he didn't get theme - my one British friend has started calling me "his handicapped friend", since I lack pigmentation.
And, once he said he had an interesting conversation with another friend of his, and he was referring to me as his handicapped friend, and that person was like, "He's handicapped, what does he have?!?!??!", to which my one British friend was like, "I don't exactly know, but his parents have it too, and they decided to have children."
And, once he said he had an interesting conversation with another friend of his, and he was referring to me as his handicapped friend, and that person was like, "He's handicapped, what does he have?!?!??!", to which my one British friend was like, "I don't exactly know, but his parents have it too, and they decided to have children."
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