And then I laid on my stomach on gozf's kitchen floor and she fed me PBJ waffles, while I screamed I JUST CAN'T GET IT IN MY MOUTH and she made very comforting "Oh, honey, awww, you just have to pick it up with your hands" sounds in what was somehow a completely non-patronizing, very caring way. Because she is the bees knees.
And then I laid on my stomach on gozf's kitchen floor and she fed me PBJ waffles, while I screamed I JUST CAN'T GET IT IN MY MOUTH and she made very comforting "Oh, honey, awww, you just have to pick it up with your hands" sounds in what was somehow a completely non-patronizing, very caring way. Because she is the bees knees.
Ahhhh I remember this one! LOL!!!
I still feel bad about that too! You were sleeping and didn't feel well and I crawled on top of you and was noisily mouth-breathing and describing the night in your ear.
"You. You and your crazy life. You and your geographic anomaly. You and your drunken lesbianic ways and terrible navigational skills." - ProfArt and her holy baby
I still feel bad about that too! You were sleeping and didn't feel well and I crawled on top of you and was noisily mouth-breathing and describing the night in your ear.
I forgot about all of this! Lol.
I have a tendency to help people get rip-roaring drunk and then make them waffles.
My brother had a girlfriend, this super gorgeous girl, looked like Barbie. Except she wore the most insane amount of makeup. So imagine a really beautiful, made up blonde chick with a thick southern accent. They dated for a year or so, break up, she gets pregnant immediately by a random dude at a bar. She goes back to my brother and wants to get back together. No. Fast forward 8 months, my brother is moving to DC. Ca comes out to drive his car with him. Ok! So that night, this Barbie girl is all belly and she goes over to my brother's house. Ca is there. Ooohhhh shit. She's knocking on doors, windows, can see the car and lights- she won't leave. She's calling out (in cute southern drawl) - all pregnant and makeup-heavy: 'I know you're in there!!!!' Long story short she shouts through the front door, explaining all the contents of the fridge: "there's a half eaten steak, and a cheesecake! I know it because he took me out last night, we did it doggie style tooooo!!"" I know y'all in there!!!!'
Post by EmilieMadison on Jan 21, 2014 23:12:33 GMT -5
I probably make other people uncomfortable. I'm kind of loud. A bit (lot) inappropriate. I hug everyone. I talk about my boobs. And that's all before the drinking happens. I think toledo and cjoy just try to hide from me at this point.
DH and I were going over our calendar for the week last night, and I reminded him that I'm meeting my internet friends this weekend. He got all nervous for me and started asking me a bunch of questions, which, in turn, made me even more nervous.
Awkward, party of one.
LOL
This is cracking me up. You are not awkward at all in person.
Unless I am equally or more awkward. (idea)
But you aren't going to be there!
Thank you. I don't usually feel awkward, but it's been awhile since I walked into a room of almost-strangers.
I brought the awkward at the 2012 FL gtg. I thought there would be a ton of people, so we scheduled a trip to H's grandparent's in Clearwater the same week, but it ended up being a bunch of regs who had all met before. One of them asked me why I was there and I was like "I don't know!". It was fun, but I felt kind of like I was intruding.
No way! We had a great time! I remember being amazed at how well we managed to stay moderately buzzed for an extended amount of hours. Plus it was just that you were the only non-flaky one coughfloydcough.
My brother had a girlfriend, this super gorgeous girl, looked like Barbie. Except she wore the most insane amount of makeup. So imagine a really beautiful, made up blonde chick with a thick southern accent. They dated for a year or so, break up, she gets pregnant immediately by a random dude at a bar. She goes back to my brother and wants to get back together. No. Fast forward 8 months, my brother is moving to DC. Ca comes out to drive his car with him. Ok! So that night, this Barbie girl is all belly and she goes over to my brother's house. Ca is there. Ooohhhh shit. She's knocking on doors, windows, can see the car and lights- she won't leave. She's calling out (in cute southern drawl) - all pregnant and makeup-heavy: 'I know you're in there!!!!' Long story short she shouts through the front door, explaining all the contents of the fridge: "there's a half eaten steak, and a cheesecake! I know it because he took me out last night, we did it doggie style tooooo!!"" I know y'all in there!!!!'
Rexy was texting me at like 3 am asking if she should sneak booze into the restaurant. I said, it's a restaurant, they will have drinks there. She went off on me saying I was suggesting she was too cheap to buy drinks there, and hung up on me. We didn't talk the next day at the gtg. Whatevs.
Agnes brought a guest book to the table for all of us to sign with our full names, addresses, and social security numbers (which she said were optional). She also brought supplies for us to decorate this guest book. I don't even remember what my page looked like, but I got a paper cut.
Gretchen showed up with jars of coconut oil for everyone, which would have been funny...if she hadn't insisted on a "fun" game of put coconut oil in the hair to the person to your right and make a sculpture with it. WTF?
Ginap brought her husband. Who sat on her lap. And she spoon fed him his lunch. Need I say more?
Farmer showed up with a freakin' rake. A RAKE. Look, farmer, you're cute, and I get the rake/SN connection. But bringing it, then trying to eat with it? It's not a fork, weirdo!
Kirkette started singing in the middle of our meal. We were all involved with our food, when out of nowhere, she looks up at the ceiling and starts belting out Don't Stop Believin'. We sat there in embarrassment for the entire song. Then she just went back to eating and talking when she was done, like nothing happened.
Anyway, I was the only normal one out of the bunch, but at least the food was good.
So... these are things I should do? Or should not?
You're the GTG expert. So, at what point do I expose my penis? And do I do it all casual like, just sort of let it flop out and wait for people to notice, or should I yell, "I'm coming out! So let's get this party started!!" and then helicopter it?
You're going to be showing your penis?!? GODDAMN IT, I paid for my hotel reservations in Ocean Shores 6 months ago, so I can't cancel. Someone take pictures!
I probably make other people uncomfortable. I'm kind of loud. A bit (lot) inappropriate. I hug everyone. I talk about my boobs. And that's all before the drinking happens. I think toledo and cjoy just try to hide from me at this point.
Well, there was the time during that 5k that you started Prancercizing....
HA! I forgot about that! And then as we were just barely walking because it was 93 degrees, I saw the people holding cups of water, I started running and grabbed a few cups and threw them in my own face and down my shirt? That was fun!
You're going to be showing your penis?!? GODDAMN IT, I paid for my hotel reservations in Ocean Shores 6 months ago, so I can't cancel. Someone take pictures!
If you come across a jellyfish that has washed ashore... that's a pretty accurate representation of my equipment. ;-) so think of me.
When are you coming to see me??? I'm jealous of the Seattle gtg peeps who are meeting you before me
I'm going to be playing Mario Kart that ENTIRE WEEKEND! And I probably won't be wearing any underwear, cause that's how you win!!!
YES!!! We need to get this going soon then ;-) I want to hang out with you again!
I know @fucksticklegit wants in on this too. She told me she wants to share a sleeping bag with me. She's been wanting to spoon me for awhile. She's precious, who am I to deny her?
YES!!! We need to get this going soon then ;-) I want to hang out with you again!
I know @fucksticklegit wants in on this too. She told me she wants to share a sleeping bag with me. She's been wanting to spoon me for awhile. She's precious, who am I to deny her?
Sometime in February? Who all do I need to tag? elleangelaa73ralphlaurenfuckstickagnes @misoangry (you can bring the baby if necessary - I'm sure she'll come out ready for a gtg) wannabeginapfarmvillelover @kirkette (same baby invite to you) tarzanswife @everyoneelseimforgettingbecauseimtirednotbeacuseidontloveyou
YES!!! We need to get this going soon then ;-) I want to hang out with you again!
I know @fucksticklegit wants in on this too. She told me she wants to share a sleeping bag with me. She's been wanting to spoon me for awhile. She's precious, who am I to deny her?
Sometime in February? Who all do I need to tag? elleangelaa73ralphlaurenfuckstickagnes @misoangry (you can bring the baby if necessary - I'm sure she'll come out ready for a gtg) wannabeginapfarmvillelover @kirkette (same baby invite to you) tarzanswife @everyoneelseimforgettingbecauseimtirednotbeacuseidontloveyou
Sometime in February? Who all do I need to tag? elleangelaa73ralphlaurenfuckstickagnes @misoangry (you can bring the baby if necessary - I'm sure she'll come out ready for a gtg) wannabeginapfarmvillelover @kirkette (same baby invite to you) tarzanswife @everyoneelseimforgettingbecauseimtirednotbeacuseidontloveyou
I brought the awkward at the 2012 FL gtg. I thought there would be a ton of people, so we scheduled a trip to H's grandparent's in Clearwater the same week, but it ended up being a bunch of regs who had all met before. One of them asked me why I was there and I was like "I don't know!". It was fun, but I felt kind of like I was intruding.
This is why I am a bit apprehensive to try a GTG any time soon. I was on the knot/bump/nest (I was AndysKandi back then), but never regularly enough to get to be "known". I am wanting to get into posting more and think ML is really fun - but I know many, many posters have "known" each other forever and many have even met each other already! I would definitely be concerned about just being the "weirdo outsider". LOL