Spaghetti and Truthballs
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
  Strange, Odd, Exotic, Unusual.
I have never claimed to be the picture of normalcy. I have never been in any category of 'that' girl. My friends are unlike me, my activities contradict one another, and I like it that way.

But last night, my activities took the cake. I have stayed with June "The Bitch" Cleaver for the past few evenings, as she is house sitting her parents bungalow... We went shopping and came home to try on our new finds (Because the mall mirrors lie to you) and when that was over, we did the unthinkable... We were walking around in stilettos, accessories, and bras and panties. Wine glasses in one hand, an obscene amount of bracelets on the other... It was then deemed 'time to wax.' So the wax pot came out, heated up, and we waxed our brows. We then teetered into the living room and watched Cindarella.

I don't know why, but I grew to despise that movie last night. Maybe it was the wine, or maybe it was the Nyquil, or maybe it was the wine AND the Nyquil... But that movie is HIDEOUS- Cindarella does not stand up for herself at all- she should have shown those evil stepsister's who was boss...

Number two, the movie is sponsored by ESPN, they have little clips of sports Cindarella stories at the end... IF I am going to watch a girly movie with girly girls, and girly mice, and a girly godmother, I do NOT want to see ESPN ANYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And for my final problem, They have two songs on there, one entitled 'Every Girl can Be a Princess.' Is that so? Because I wanted to be a princess, complete with a castle, a prince charming, and of course my medical degree (I wanted to be a progressive princess)... But here I am, still in college, without a medical degree, separated from my Un- Prince charming, I live in my parents castle, and I certainly don't think my Honda Accord qualifies as a carriage... Not that I am complaining, I actually love my life, I love the people in my life, and I am quite happy. But, if I had really thought every girl could be a princess, I would probably be committed to the North Texas State Hospital by now.

I move that Walt Disney creates an accurate depiction of life, in which real shit happens, but the princess still lives happily ever after. That would make me smile.
 
Comments:
Real life AND the princess lives happily ever after?

Is that after she gets the life insurance check/wins the lottery/finds her same sex (or opposite sex) heterosexual life partner/finds her same sex (or opposite sex) homosexual life partner?

I would love to believe that Disney could pull it off. But alas, I do not think so. I guess it is another rerun of The Little Mermaid and The Emporer's New Groove.
 
Yeah stilettos and panties! Yeah bras and bracelets! Yeah Princess Becca! I love being your HLP!
 
Damn... Scott took what I was gong to say!! Us girls know it's not life happily ever after!!

Oh waxing... just got that done yesterday! Oh, how I hate getting it done!
 
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