Friday, Payday, Rantday
Let me begin with a disclaimer: While I will reference several sites in the post, none of them will be linked, because I don’t know how to do that yet. Baby steps.
First off, Friday. Hoorah! I so heart Fridays. Jeans and comfy shoes. What else could you ask for? And today I have resurrected one of my all time favorite shirts. It doesn’t look special. It’s just a big black longsleeve shirt. There’s a stripe down the arm and around the collar that has smaller stripes of white, red, and orange. It’s special for two reasons. First off, (for the Buffy fans out there) it’s also the Xander shirt. He’s wearing my (well, you know what I mean) shirt in the opening credits for the first few seasons. Am I cool or what? Mostly it’s special to me because it was given to me by a boy I loved.
His name was Paul. I met him when I was a junior in high school. He was a freshman, new to H-town from snowy Minnesota. I had an instant, hard-core crush on him. We hung out. He got me into one of my favorite bands (Ben Folds Five). He knew I was crazy about him, but he didn’t feel the same way. He was one of those rare people that that kind of stuff doesn’t have to be akward with. We just went on--business as usual. He finally started liking me back--right before I went to college, and right before he moved to Colorado. I did talk to him once since then. That was during my senior year of college. He seriously had to track me down for that. I guess that means he thinks of me as often as I think of him. I miss him. So every time I put on this giant shirt that was once his and is now mine, I smile and get the warm fuzzies.
Extra added bonus for this Friday: Payday. That’s right. Give me some money! This is good timing, as I think I depleted my supply of cash earlier this week. Especially since I’ve been going e-bay crazy this week. (Do you know the way to use e-bay? Millions of people do--so how ‘bout you?) I found out this week that I now make enough money to ensure that my dad need not co-sign my lease with me! WOOHOOOOOO! And, I just found out that my mutual funds are doing really well. I know that’s really boring, but I have about 4K more than I thought I did in the mutual fund prison that my dad holds the keys to. I also just discovered how to buy Christmas presents for my family and friends without having to ask my folks for money. Problem with being perpetually poor: “Um, Mom? Can I have some money so I can buy you a present?” I don’t think so. And now…
Rantday. This really won’t be a rant, more like a really loud thought in my head. Sarah and I were talking about a Jessica Lynch post on Jamie’s site yesterday. I won’t even go into my opinions about Jessica, women in the military, or her PR campaign. We were also talking about the “Pussification of American Men” article discussed on Helen’s site. Afterwards, Sarah pointed out that she hates that pussy means coward and balls means courageous. I began to ponder this. Shouldn’t it be the opposite? I mean, if we’re gonna equate genitalia with bravery, shouldn’t the woman equal courage? We brave bloating, cramps, and monthly bleeding. If men had someplace that started secreting blood, they’d think they were dying. We brave childbirth, breastfeeding, and the effects of menopause. What do men brave? An occassional kick in the balls? Please.
And on a completely unrelated topic… Let’s talk about the new Dido song. In addition to the fact (as Sarah pointed out) that she sings from the back of her throat, I just realized that she says “I will not put my hands up and surrender.” I thought, for a long time, that she said “I will not poke my eyes out and surrender.” I know you’re laughing, but listen to it the next time it’s on. I still think that “Machine Head” by Bush sounds like he says “Got a mushy head”. Oh well. I am now done ranting about my own stupidity.
ps I hear Sarah’s in a great mood. You should read her site if you haven’t already. (Big Evil Grin!)
Posted by amy t.
Comments...
Hah! I know the Xander shirt of which you speak.
OK, maybe I shouldn’t be that excited about knowing that. 
Posted by James on 11/16 at 12:16 AM
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