amazing weekend

If you could make out with any man living or dead who would be it?
Vin Diesel.

This was the conversation two men at the table I ate dinner at last night had. Please note there there was not pause for thinking between the end of the question and the answer, as if this man has been thinking about this for a while.

Sunday night I went down to Boston to the Improv Fest to see STF and BP and The Buj perform. They were awesome I love them, the shows were really short, but it was worth the 5 hour drive to see Michelle and everyone else (mostly Michelle (:).

Afterward I got invited to hang out with STF (well Noah BP and Buj) at a bar, which was slightly weird, yet awesome, where the Buj asked the question that starts this blog, and Noah Answered him.

I only got charged for one drink and BP made that awkward, but what else could really be expected. I got hugged and thanked for coming all the way down to see the show. I love them so much. I also have a pretty decent feeling that THES will be able to get them to come up here for a show this semester. (!!!!!!!!)

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today is awesome because I don't have to deal with selfish bitches in my life anymore.

The end of my summer vacation.

Last night was the last of the Stranger than Fiction shows. :(

They are so amazingly awesome that I think I'm going to create a new adjective for them, because amazingly awesome isn't good enough.

Before the show, High School English Teacher tweeted about how everyone should reserve tickets for the show. So all the groupies called me, since I'm clearly the head of the groupies, and from outside the place they perform whilst waiting in line, I called and reserved tickets.

I also bought a shower curtain, felt too much like an adult, so I tweeted about it to lessen the amount of adult I felt.

Anywayz, the show was so awesome. The theater was arranged oddly which lead to some awesome pictures that I'll post on facebook after I get my printer set up/Internet in the apartment.

During the show Georgie and I got serenaded by several of the members. I LOVED IT!!! Wellington sung about the two of us having his babies at the same time (working on it on the Sims.) and BP talked about how he was never going to return my marker that he stole in 2004. I loved everything about it!!

My favorite part of the show was High School English Teacher trying to guess lip stick during the vet game. It was so awkward. Who puts lipstick on a tapeworm anyway. And just so that you all know: Wal Mart bags and the Internet have nothing to do with broken hearts.

I also loved the meowing Guinea Pig named Marmalade.

I really wish I could explain the awesome, but its so awesome you just have to experience it. It's one of those you have to be there to get it things, but once you get it, it's magical.

Now my summer is un-officially over. I sadly happy about it. I mean I get to go back up to H2O-ville on Friday and be with my video game boys, but I leaving STF behind. There is show in two weeks in Boston, but that's not the same. It's not on a Tuesday.

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today is awesome because I'm almost done packing

well that's unfortunate

So this happened to me:

I was walking, well standing, in the Wal Mart parking lot yesterday talking to Georgie next to my car. When I went to get into my car, my left shoe stayed where it was. This is because the stickiest gum I have ever encountered.

It was so sticky that after I managed to get my shoe out of the gum and into my car, it stuck to the floor of my car, where it reminds, because now the gum is dry and glue like.

I posted all my STF pictures up on the F-Book yesterday. Within 10 minutes, The Buj tagged almost all of them. Which was kind of awesome. Mostly because I am not friends with him on the F-Book and until like 2 weeks ago, I didn’t think he was a fan of the Groupies. We are pretty ridiculous sometimes, but now he talks to me, and says my name some times. If you knew The Buj, I feel you would understand why this is weird. And the Buj just also posted a comment on my album. And I freaked out a little bit.

I went to lunch with my Dad and My Boss. We got Chinese food, and for some reason My Boss had never had Chinese food in restaurant before. Sometimes I love her even more than regular times.

My Women’s Day horoscope has been right 3 days in a row now, and it’s kind of freaking me out. Like a lot. My Boss and I had a cryptic convo about Awkward Guy, because of this horoscope, which involved a lot of me lying, and not making eye contact with her as she guessed correctly twice but I denied it. I have a weird thing about too many people knowing things like this. And she also is really good friends with my Dad. And just so you know, Awkward Guy almost passes her test of “good choice” list, that for some reason includes the criteria “Does there name start with a J.” Her process is not about 67% more complicated than mine, which is: “Does he have a beard?” “Is he younger than my Dad?” and “Are they Michael J. Fox?” (My favorite part is that question 3 does not pass the question 1 and 2 test.).

Well that’s all I really have for today, I shall most likely be talking to you tomorrow. I’m going to post a personal channel video on the Tubes soon. (http://www.youtube.com/misuseofairqoutes) keep your eyes out for that. I got tagged by JenJen in this totally Jokes audio swap thing. When I post it I’ll link you. Although if you are reading this, you are probs either JenJen, or one of the other people tagged. :P

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Today is awesome because I actually have work to do, and STF is commenting up my pics like madpeople.

A little bit okay

I guess I’m doing a little bit better than I was Monday.

Tuesday has always been a weird day for me, especially during the summer. The regular part of the day is always crazy long with anticipation. Yesterday, however, was kind of fun at work. Today, also, has been fairly entertaining, but it also 7:40 in the morning. It could go down hill from here (crosses fingers that it doesn't because it was nice not to cry myself to sleep.).

I got to hang out with My Boss most of the day, she’s horribly sunburned, and although it is not funny to her, it’s mildly hilarious to me. The only uncool about hanging out with her is the location of her desk, but that, of course isn’t her fault, and she doesn’t know.

My Boss says the most amazing things like, “I was wearing a slutty dress, like one of those girls that doesn’t know they have to also wear pants.”

Speaking of pantless-ness, I wore a long button down shirt (from the Taylor Swift collection) and shorts yesterday and it looked like I wasn't wearing pants. But I was, and I felt the need to tell people that I was, so that they didn't think I was one of those girls that was unware that they were supposed to actually wear pants. And when I told Georgie she said "It's okay you don't have to wear pants with a dress."

My horoscope yesterday said something about not facebook stalking people, and that if my friends encourage it, then they are not really my friends, and I need to un-friend the person I’m f-book stalking. This was creepy, I’m not currently stalking, but I plan to. So, it was like a warning not to. (literally having an inter-office aim convo with her about facebook stalking.)

STF was pretty awesome. It always is, but this the class performed. They were really good. My favorite part was when the suggestion was “podiatrist” and High School English teacher asked it the guy knew what that was, and the New Guy said. “That’s the thing with kids right?” and the guy behind me, who I’m pretty sure knew the actor, yelled, “Not that’s a pedophile!” (LOLZ)

My second favorite was when I dropped my phone and High School English Teacher picked it up and said, “Clearly you are not to be trusted with this.” NOTE this man allowed us to call each other during class.

I also enjoyed “cat sluttyness” and the “smouch.” There is always something awkwardly hilarious about High School English Teacher being told to lick other members of the group by Wellington, and practicing on his hand. I do wish that High School English Teacher and BP danced during the Robot Prom. That would have made some AWESOME. I took some pictorial evidence of this event, it will be on Facebook, and probs in my Sassy Vid tonight (http://www.youtube.com/sassyladysociety.).

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Today is awesome because I love My Boss. And I got an email from Georgies cousin saying he could see me. (I don't know why this is awesome, but it made me laugh and laughing is what I need)

An STF High

So, this weekend was the "Improv Comedy Clash" presented by Stranger than Fiction, an Improv Comedy Troupe based out of the Seacoast of New Hampshire that my High School English Teacher is in (http://www.strangerthanfiction.us).

Basically this was a battle of improv awesomeness. There were two teams that battled each other in the regular improv games that we see every Tuesday. There were also judges, local celebs, that scored them in a mildly hilarious way.

Just for background, last night was my 48th Stranger than Fiction show. I've been going for as long as there has been a STF. I love them.

Yesterday morning I awoke to a direct twitter message from my High School English teacher. Which, honestly, is there anything in the world more awkward than waking up to a text message from your High School English Teacher? Anyways, he asked me if I, STF groupie, would like to be a judge in Sunday night's show. I, of course, was all "Umm Hellz Yes Mr. English Teacher."

So all I really did during the day yesterday was search for 3 hours for my handmade STF t-shirt, and try to figure out how many shows I'd been to (48).

I arrive at the Player's Ring uber early per usual and waited whilst listening to Hank Green's new live Album "I'm so bad at this." (which is awesome and he's really not that bad at it, he just needs to remember the words.)

At 9 we are allowed it. The judges, which also included a man named Steven who runs a web comic about time travel and a member of the troupes mom, were ushered out back and told what to do. Which, since myself and BP's mom have been to almost every show they have ever done, we know exactly what to do, the talk was mostly for Steven. We are basically told to make up scores and just have fun.

For my scores all the skits were silly things that had happened at the last 48 shows that I have attended (ex: 4 deaths by the number 7, 4 Jeffs, 4 grilled cheeses, or 4 ice creams I was promised by my High School English Teacher but never received.). It was amazing.

To truly understand the awesome that is STF you have to sit in the audience and live it. There is no other way to describe what a Jon Wellington is, or why the grilled cheese is completely hilarious. There is no way to explain why we talk about sexy vegetables, why we giggle at people named Jeff, call our male siblings "miblings," have dreams about creepy chicken babies, or why the mere mention of a 26 year old man would stand in the middle of a stage yelling "I'm in second grade" with his fist in the air, would make you almost wet yourself.

Nothing will ever be funnier that a bigger guy ending up completely upside down in a metal folding chair, how the only appropriate song ever sung was about having an affair with your teacher, or climbing the ovary crags of Menstrual mountain to fight the period monster. And you, blog reader that isn't my best friend Georgie, or Tracy, who has been to the shows before, will never quite understand it, no matter how much detail I put in to recreating the night in words.

STF has been, and hopefully will be forever, an amazing part of my summers, and I hope that there is never a time that it is. I'll be living in Maine next year, and I totally anticipate driving the 2.5 hours home every Tuesday to see them.

(So I'm listening to "Accio Deathly Hallows" by Hank Green, and he just said "I know this could end real bad, but I wish it didn't have to end at all" and even though it is actually about Harry Potter, I got a little bit teary-eyed thinking about how there is only 4 shows left in the summer.)

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today is awesome, because my dad brought home boxes that look like coffins yesterday. And I have a picture to prove it on my phone.