1. Rain rain go away; come again another day! Now, don't get me wrong. I actually enjoy the rain. Plus, rain in general is great for California and the drought that we are constantly in and out of. Plenty of rain also equals amazing snow meaning excellent boarding and skiing conditions. However, these past few weeks have been precipitation overload, and it's getting a little annoying. It's wet; it's coldie; and it's just uncomfortable. I like winter just as much as the next person, but I'm just not so sure about all these goings on. Oh no. My LA Weather Diva seems to be coming out of hiding. I swear, I'm usually not this much of a princess. I'm just very chilly to say the least. I miss the sun :/
2. If I have to hear one more thing about this Toyota Recall I might just have to get into one of these faulty vehicles and inadvertently drive myself off a cliff! It's so annoying, and the media's incessant reporting is seriously driving me crazy and off the beaten path. Stupid pun completely intended!
3. As I was leaving my new job the other day and walking toward my car, two 14 year old boys commenced hollering at me from the confinements of their Catholic school playground. Umm, Boys, yelling, "Hey, Girl. What are you holding? Are you gonna share it with us? Where are you going? Come talk to us. You're cute." etc. etc. is not going to get you anything in life except the middle finger. You are lucky that I am not that mean! However, I must commend you on having the balls, although probably still underdeveloped physically speaking, to even attempt to hit on me. I know I look like I'm 12, but I'm freaken 24 years old. Two dozen not one. And although I am very flattered and like my fair share of younger guys, that's a ten year difference. Disgusting. Plus, ya'll weren't even cute. If you looked like Nick Jonas on the other hand, you might have actually had a chance.
4. The bestie who goes by the name of Jennifer and I have been going to Trivia Night at a favorite bar of ours for the past two weeks once we discovered that they hosted one every Wednesday night. We went in there, expecting to do absolutely horrible, but for some strange reason and sheer stroke of luck, we have been doing amazingly well and have won twice in a row! The second time with the help of two other friends. It's been really exciting, and we have won $50.00 to redeem at the bar whenever we wish to. We're going for our third straight victory tomorrow night. Wish us luck. It's so intense that this random guy came up to us Saturday night and:
He asked, "Are you the girls that have been winning Trivia lately?"
Our response, "Yes."
His reply, "Well I heard you were cheating."
My fuming retort, "WTF. We would never cheat! I am so anti cheating! Who did you even hear that from?"
**He then points to our good friend, the bartender - who we shall call POOP for now. I then make my way over to his end of the bar and**
I yell, "POOP! Did you f***ing tell that guy that we cheated at Trivia?"
POOP admits, "Umm kinda, but just to make him feel better about himself since he lost."
ME: "Oh my gosh. Well go tell him we weren't and would never."
POOP: "Okay, okay."
**Poop walks over to the guy.**
POOP: "They didn't cheat. They never do. I just said that to soften the blow."
Guy sarcastically replies, "Sure you did. Plus, I saw that girl (a friend who was not with us that night) on her iPhone the entire time.
Jenn and I, "OMG. She was on Facebook!"
Guy states, "Whatever. Why would I even believe you over POOP? He's my friend, and I know him way better than you, who I just met."
ME: "Because I would never cheat. To prove it, do you remember last week when they asked that question about the guy who's probably the most famous man ever born in Austria yet the least celebrated?"
GUY: "Yeah."
ME: "Well, we originally were thinking Mozart, knew it was wrong, but then quickly came up with Hitler. Then POOP came over to us and whispered, 'Did you get the Adolf?' and I yelled at him, "What the hell? Go away! We don't want your help.' and he got mad and left."
POOP, listening in, turns around from the beer taps a few feet away.
POOP laughs and says, "That was actually verbatim of what occurred!"
The stupid guy then just rolls his eyes and says something along the lines of whatever. Still furious, Jenn and I down our beers and continue to defend ourselves to this crazy boy till he walks away a few minutes later.
THE END
So as I was saying. It gets pretty intense. I am a Trivia junkie and super competitive, but I would never cheat. In a game, in sports, in the bedroom. Let it be known to all that:
CHEATERS NEVER PROSPER and BLIND ACCUSERS ARE JUST JEALOUS AND PATHETIC INDIVIDUALS WHO HAVE NOTHING BETTER TO DO. GET A LIFE, AND GO LEARN SOME TRIVIAL NONSENSE IF YOU REALLY CARE THAT MUCH ABOUT WINNING A STUPID GAME AT A STUPID BAR. *the game is actually not stupid and quite awesome, and the bar is not stupid and quite fabulous* the point is: just have fun with it! if you win - you win. if you lose - you lose. as long as you have a drink in your hand there should be a smile on your face :) geez.
**2 SINGLE GIRLS AT THE BAR. COME BUY US DRINKS! = REIGNING TRIVIA CHAMPS. DON'T MESS WITH US OR THE BITCH IN US BOTH WILL TURN FELINE FORCING THE CLAWS TO COME OUT**
don't say i didn't warn you