posted by: audra
in an attempt to start june off with a better attitude, i’ve made a little listy-loo for myself of things to accomplish this month. as an added bonus, i’ll be including some of the stupider things i’ve done in recent memory…because we all love to hear about others’ failures. sort of like a mid-year resolution list. and anyway, we hate it when our friends become successful, right? it’s true. morrissey doesn’t lie!
what? whatever. okay, here we go:
*i will start working out. even though it’s hot & i hate sweating, i am getting fat girl arms and it’s terrible. i have also developed a built-in plate holder on my midsection. gross. i know i say it all the time, but things are getting out of control.
*i will not pull over on the side of a dusty gravel road out in the middle of nowhere & urinate on my kate spade flats. again.
*i should stop smoking in the car.
*i will not order any more fruity, sugar-rimmed bitch drinks at the bar, just because they’re different from an extra-clean ketel martini. i’ll stick with the big girl drinks. thanks, but no thanks.
*next time i play pinochle with the parents, i’ll wear elbow pads to avoid any unsightly blistering.
*whilst cleaning out the car, i’ll remember that i wadded up two semi-sharp cheese knives in a zip-loc & stuck them in the glove box. when i remember this, i’ll surely be able to not hastily grab the baggie, compact it down with my knee, & pierce a hole through my jeans & knee…then cutting the shit out of my fingertip. also, note to self: keep band-aids & bactine in the car.
*i’ll get drunk by myself more often & watch pretty in pink on repeat for several hours. i haven’t done this in so long that i feel like i’m losing myself!
*i will not stop telling you all ‘i told you so’ when you fuck up. because i’m right, you know i’m right, i’m always right, and knew i was right from the start. i always look out for your best interests…and anyway, who loves you more than any of your other loser friends?! me! i do! i love you!
*i’ll start being more honest about not liking slumdog millionaire. i keep saying, ‘oh, it was good…not that great…i liked it alright.’ but i really didn’t like it! it was annoying. it seemed long. it was a stupid love story. it made me feel gross. god, i need a rape-shower just thinking about it.
*i’ll keep making fun of our neighbor with the ocd tendencies: flipping the patio light on & off a certain number of times, flicking the locks on her sliding glass door & window repeatedly before retiring to bed for the evening, talking to herself…it’s ridiculous. shit drives me mad. that bitch is crazy & desperately needs some meds.
*we will blog more often. for realsies. just like in the beginning…remember?