Minicap
May 30, 2005 - 11:13 pm

I think I'm just not relationship-worthy. Know what I want to marry? This coffee from Quick Chek. Hazelnut never fucks you over. Unless you drink it close to when you sleep, since they you have weird nightmares.

I had a coffee-induced dream the other night that I ran into all of these high school kids I know/knew at my college, and they all went there, and I will not lie to you. The dream involved holding hands and skipping around campus to a soundtrack of happy songs. I can't remember what song it was offhand, but I woke up with a "what the fuck?" facial expression and then I laughed for a bit, before having another dream involving Kelly and I going to a show at my school that a cute coworker of mine was playing at, and they knew each other previously.

In summary: I love coffee forever.

I want to start a society of girls who are "too intimidating" to date. So many of my friends are so awesome and gorgeous and great, but I've learned through personal experience that that's not good enough. The jerk who broke my heart started talking about how he doesn't want to get married, and got all weird on that topic.

Marriage? What?

I'm 21 years old and I try to find meaning in movies like Sorority Boys. I read US Weekly and Star magazine religiously every week even though they have the same stories in them. I go online and read recaps, spoilers, and general message boards for "America's Next Top Model" for hours. I cry over Gilmore Girls episodes. Obviously I'm not thinking about inviting a husband into my life to become aware of these embarrasing yet quirky traits of terror.

Besides all that, things are going well. I'm working in an independent record store, and have turned into an elitist snob. Well, not yet, but those are my summer goals. I realized that the "Best of Unluckyme" entries all focused on work, but now that google has been invented, I feel the need to censor my work stories in order to remain undercover.

In other words, I don't want Coworker X and Coworker Y to know that Coworker Z (me) blabbed about them in text form.

I will say this though. Everyone in my store is in a band of some sort. So when they found out that I was in a band, which played once back in January, which only does bad rock covers, which is talentless and proud of it, they seemed impressed.

"What does your band sound like?"

"We sound like fake and bad."

I'd like to compare it to High Fidelity, but it hasn't reached that caliber. I mean, we don't do "Top 5" lists. And Jack Black doesn't work there.

And luckily I still have my job at Academic Advisement on campus. It's just me sitting around and arguing with people and occasionally answering the phone or making copies of things, but it's still a good way to get out of the apartment. You know, to avoid crying over Gilmore Girls episodes and reading recaps and spoilers and general information about "America's Next Top Model".

If anyone saw the finale by the way, Kahlen was robbed. Naima's pretty, but so bland. I can't relate to her. I want to be able to relate to whomever CoevrGirl's next spokesperson is. Kahlen is my hero.

Not as much as Elyse, of course. Yes, I bought the season one DVD. Kind of a waste, but kind of intriguing to see how much the show has changed.

I'm glad I'm a broadcasting major, since I can use that as an excuse to overanalyze the show. In reality, I'm not interested in working in television whatsoever. But don't tell anyone, I want to hide the fact that I need new hobbies.

That's it. Hope everyone is well. Sign my guestbook, since I want to feel cool.

-Karen

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