things i have learnt :)

i am the only girl in america that knows nothing about pop culture. who in the world is terri hatcher? why is she famous? and what the hell is the deal with laguna beach? it glorifies the airholes that we all hated when we were younger because their beauty allowed them to succeed even though they are as dumb as a doorknob.

i wasn't popluar then. i am not popular now. i do. not. care about what some ho in the sunshine state is wearing to prom! why is all of america obsessed with this?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!

good lord.

i got a random email today from a person that i keep receiving random emails from: THE DREADED EX!. actually he isn't dreaded. he is a nice enough bloke. but...well...let's go over this, shall we?

you may or may not remember the akward run-in at the sushi restaurant's opening. after that, he found me on myspace. which is fine enough. i get to stalk him via the internet and act cooler than him along with my preaching brother and hot boyfriend. fair enough. then there was the random email about being parked behind me and Romance at a redlight and seeing us kiss in an area of town that neither of us frequent (which...is freaking funny i think.)

but then...today...
he asks me out on a date. well...of sorts.

"what would you think of you and c having dinner with me and the wife sometime?"

..........

wow. as the nice and proper girl i am not, i said

"wow...it's been almost 6 years and even though you are married and i am incredibly serious/practiacally engaged you are asking me out on a date. "

of course i am not a complete insenstive airhole, so i followed it up with a brief i am only teasing, that sounds like a lot of fun, i would love to get to know the wife yum. and then....

"without sounding inappropriate, i miss you kris"

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wow. (hey look! i made a link to something by randomly typing babble! see what it takes you to!!)

in all actuality, i think it would be a lot of fun, and i am all about it. of course, there is that slight problem where romance might be like "k, you dated this guy once. that is weird" without taking into account that i was 19 years old and it was only for like...2 months. i hope when i talk to him it won't be one of those things where he couldn't have fun with it and just play a rowdy cutthroat game of skibo with another couple and eat hamburgers like olde farts do...

we shall see.

(but i will wait for a few days to approach romance about this because i did just do the whole 'i feel gross when you talk to a girl you used to date-ish still') by definition i am a hipocrit. by absolution there are more circumstances in teh scenarios that deem me right (as usual) and him wrong.

oh. and i ahve also learned that your car will always run out of gas no matter how much gas you buy and how many tanks you have.
(i totally got off subject again)