So last night people were in my living room, playing this game, imaginiff and I asked Elizabeth to explain the premis of the game. She read this example outloud:
"imagine if caley were the chorus of a song. which would she be?
1. 'you're so vain, you prob'ly think this song is about you'
2. 'i can't get no satisfaction'
3. 'how much is that doggy in the window? the one with the waggly tail.'
4. 'country roads, take me home, to the place i belong'
5. 'red red wine, stay close to me'
6. 'goodness, gracious, great balls of fire'"
she finished reading it, thought for a minute, and said, "do you realize how many of these apply to you?!?" thank you. i know i am amazing, no need to point it out, really.
Last night I told Andy I had never played bloody knuckles as a child. He was more than happy to initiate me into the game as he had already played, and beat, me in bumper pool and some random strategy game in our basement. We called a truce and today I am wondering why they don't call it 'bruised and swollen knuckles' instead of bloody knuckles.
Anne and I played today. It was really good; we needed to catch up. We think so much a like our ideologies match up so well that its always comforting to compare life notes. Then I went out for coffee with Matt (at Boo, scandalous!) to say goodbye before he leaves for his study abroad.
I just finished burning a cd. Who knew it could take so much out of you... I'm drained...
:end sidenote
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