I owe my cyber-friend April a meme. And so here we go.
1. I can’t believe I’ve never… been to a Sunday morning church service. I’ve been to weddings and confirmations but never a regular old service or sermon or whatever. Because of this, I don’t really understand what happens. What percentage of the service consists of solemn hymns? Preachin’? Snake handlin’? I don’t think I ever will go, though, considering what a great fact it is to break out during games of “I never.”
2. Every time I think about…I still cringe. As a gag, Ben and I went to our local uber-sketchy strip club that’s about 50 yards from our apartment. This isn’t the part I cringe at though - on the way out, I ran face-first into a glass door that I didn’t see. It’s a bad feeling to have two strippers wearing weird amounts of red vinyl laughing at you and not the other way around. It’s also a bad feeling to run into glass at full speed. At least I don’t swing around naked on a pole for a living. Yet.
3. I wish I’d…when I had the chance. I wish I’d written more when I was at writing school. I also wish I had traveled abroad for a semester in college.
4. I’ve never felt so out of place as when I...attempt girl talk. I’ve tried, but I just don’t understand how to connect with women like I sometime see them connect with each other in movies or vacuum cleaner commercials. Like yesterday, I was walking behind these two girls talking about their experiences boot shopping and I found myself taking mental notes on how to relate to women and boot buying for the next time I was in my most feared situation: alone with a girl who is talking to me. But I know if I did find myself in that terrifying situation and tried boot-buying talk, I’d just get it all wrong. “I occasionally buy boots. I take price and comfort into consideration. And…um, cuteness. I have to go.”
5. …is/are my guiltiest pleasure. Lifetime Original Movies. And reality TV. Maybe just TV in general. I love it. Whenever someone asks me how I have time to go to the gym everyday, I want to tell them that I also find time to watch about three hours of TV a day. I mean, what do other people do all day? I guess I save a lot of time because of my lack of hygiene.
6. I hope…knows how grateful I am for… I hope Taco Bell knows how grateful I am for their constant menu innovations. Just when I don’t think beans, beef, cheese, tomatoes, sour cream, lettuce, and tortillas can possibly be combined into something fresh and new, they come up with something crazy like the crunch wrap supreme or the meximelt. If only there was one nearby.
7. In my darkest hours, I secretly blame…for my dysfunction. I think it’s probably innate.
8. …changed my life forever. Quitting my damn office job.
Now I get to tag some people… can I be so vague as to tag all Grinnellians with blogs?
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March 28, 2008 at 11:46 am
Mozzadrella
I think I have had the boot discussion with you.
March 28, 2008 at 1:18 pm
Ross
I’ve never been to a proper Sunday morning service either. I wonder if people clap at the end of it.
March 28, 2008 at 1:28 pm
Stacey
They only clap if it’s a really really good service where people faint from the spirit. I saw a standing ovation once when the preacher got so moved that he passed out himself.
March 28, 2008 at 3:33 pm
April
I was in my most feared situation: alone with a girl who is talking to me.
I am with you on just about everything, but this really seals the deal.
Emily asked if I was going to meet up with you on my last visit to NYC and I said that if I saw you I’d run really fast in the opposite direction.
And I mean that in the nicest way.
March 28, 2008 at 9:36 pm
Courtney
My grandparents made me go to church. People sit around, then they sing old religious songs out of a book while someone plays the piano or a chorus of old white people sings. Then the minister, dressed in white robes and various colorful shawls, talks about the bible and what it means in real life. Then he reads announcements about church members. Then everyone shakes hands and talks for a while, while the minister stands next to the door and thanks people for coming. About once a month, there’s a break for communion, where those who want to get in line for grape juice and crackers. It’s up to you whether you take the grape juice and crackers, and whether you read any deeper meaning into this act.
March 29, 2008 at 11:40 am
Rachel
I just don’t get how talking to girls is different than boys. The whole fashion thing seems strange to me too, but some girls want to talk about many, many things besides boots.
And I’m totally with you on the “time” thing. Everyone really does have time, to do whatever. “I don’t have time to…” is almost always code for “I just don’t care enough to actually do it.”