Apparently my grandmother knows FF University men’s basketball Manager #2’s grandmother, and they’ve been friends for years.
Go figure.
Of course, all things considered, it’s sure taken me long enough for me to actually know someone who knows someone who knows someone else who is somehow related to my family.
I’m also chalking this up to Jewish Geography,|
Snarky
FF University basketball is winning.
By a lot.
I’m not going to think about the fact that Captain Cubicle is at the game and the boys are doing well, whereas when I was at the game the other night, the boys played like crap.
Whatever. The man is ridiculous.
I have such weird friends,
Snarky
P.S. Captain Cubicle, working or not, nothing beats sitting courtside. So there.
I’m all for celebration, even if I don’t partake much because I’m a stick in the mud with no friends (mostly the no friends part), but can the people of my city PLEASE cut it out with the illegal fireworks?
I’m sure they’re pretty, but good lord the noise is driving me NUTS!
Plus, it’s not even anywhere near midnight anymore.
Blah.
I really don’t like noises that startle.
Hell, as Mounty has proved, I don’t like being startled period.
I need to pack,
Snarky
If I were the person to post song lyrics in my Facebook status, which I am not, because I have friends who are trolls, and it’s best to give them as little about myself to mock as possible (Logic and Moses, I’m talking to you), then I would probably post some lyrics out of La Roux’s song Bulletproof.
Specifically, the line saying “And life’s to short for me to stop, oh baby your time is running out”.
Of course, I won’t post it for a couple reasons:
One: I’ve trained myself out of actually expressing myself through my Facebook statuses thanks to Logic and Moses’ torture (this also explains the existence of the blog).
Two: While I know Captain Cubicle has the memory of a goldfish with ADD, I’m pretty sure he remembers that the song was part of a round of ‘Google That Song Lyric’ from months and months ago, and I wouldn’t want him to think I’m talking about him.
One of the interesting things about this new phase of friendship between Captain Cubicle and I is that we can have the longest conversations while saying absolutely nothing.
But back on topic, and cheesy as it is, song lyrics would be to Spike.
Because really, I’m at the point where I’ve just about given up on thinking that anything is going to happen with him.
It’s obvious to everyone, including him, that I’m interested, and yet still nothing.
Prove me wrong.
Just prove me wrong.
Because I’m done wasting my time,
Snarky
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