So, still hanging out with the boy. Last week we were having a chill night at a pub, and this pretty blonde girl taps me on the shoulder and says "You know what a cougar is, right?"
It took me a second to decide whether to laugh or punch her in the face. I looked at her straight in the face and said "Of course." Then she went into the most sad drunken spiel about Barbie having turned 50 and how Barbie is now 'Cougar Barbie.' So, whew, it didn't have anything to do with me being the cougar. Then the girl just kept repeating. Like, she'd finish the whole Cougar Barbie routine (done in total valley girl voice, of course). Paused 10 seconds. Then rewound and started the exact same conversation. It was unreal. After 3 times (and holding in giggles and smart ass remarks), we finally closed her out. Paused 10 seconds. And started the routine again with the people sitting behind us. It was seriously one of the funniest (yet saddest) displays of dumb drunk superficial girl that I have ever seen. Like, nothing there. It was kind of Stepford Wives-ish, on martinis. Obviously the humor doesn't translate unless you actually witnessed it. But, man, I'm glad I'm not 21 any more.
In further news, still hanging out with the boy. Finding more red flags (very 1 dimensional, if I have to hear more about music, I might take off his head. I mean, great: you have a passion. But what else is there to you? Besides the hotness factor, because I can live with that for awhile longer. Yes, yes, I know. But I've put up with a lot of shitty men, I'm allowed to be shallow briefly.) Also, he has no financial skills. Which is a huge turn-off to me. Not that I need a man with money -- but someone with management and self-control. I strongly dislike the whole 'instant gratification' trait. It goes against my nature to pay full price for anything, and I'm a huge self-denier. It's from growing up in the Depression. Yes, I hoard too. I honestly don't care how little a person makes (I just fucking realized that after 4 years with the company I work for, I might break $10/hour. And I manage to come out ahead. Wants vs. needs people.) I do care whether they are fiscally responsible or not. I don't like waste. I don't like excesses when I know people are starving to death. Yada yada yada. So that might totally be a deal breaker. But, he's young and maybe hasn't had the experience/education I have. So I'll wait and see awhile longer before busting his balls.
Yes, another thrilling blog post. I just needed to vent.
I haven't smoked in 2 weeks and 4 days. I'm a little edgy. And totally bored with my life. And I bought a fucking couch last weekend. That's just not cool. I'm not okay with that. That's not what I'm about. A couch, man. Blaaaah.
Comments (3)
A couch is pretty damn exciting in my world. What's it look like?
fiscally immature sucks, however it's a modifier rather than a noun. you know, like:
fiscally immature love-muffin v. fiscally immature serial-killer. there's time to figure out what it's modifying or if he will mature.