Tuesday, October 03, 2006

True Confessions

I still own MSFT stock. (I sold the WMT and XOM stock earlier this summer, though)

For the first year of our marriage, I convinced Reha that she snored and sounded like a train when she slept. (Honestly, I had this grand plan to make it into a huge joke, which we’d laugh and laugh about and remember forever as a bonding experience, but then I forgot the punch line, and it just turned out to be kind of mean.)

I own every episode of Friends. On DVD. I haven’t watched all of them, but I own them all. And I cried like a baby when Ross and Rachel got back together. Damn it, I’m supposed to be cooler than that.

I played in the band in High School, but I can’t read music. And I’m pretty much tone deaf. I basically faked my way through band all those years.

I once had a job teaching desktop publishing and I am so very much *not* a designer. People would ask me questions and I’d just fill their ears with crap, crap and then some more crap.

I used to put evil messages on printing plates about my boss. You’d never, ever see the messages on the printed pieces, but if you just looked at the Yellow plate, you’d see that it clearly said, “Gene is satan and should be hung by his toes until he bleeds from his eyes.” Or something like that. Not nice.

I went to classes after I had been kicked out of college because I was too embarrassed to admit, even to myself, what had happened.

I was speeding when I got into the car accident that almost killed me.

I haven’t spoken to my Dad in years. A-hole doesn’t call me, like ever, so why should I continue to try?

I had something *really* embarrassing here, but I erased it.

1. I don’t believe that last one.  I don’t believe there could possibly have been anything MORE embarassing than the Friends confession, so embarassing that you had to erase it...but the Friends confession got to stay. 

   Liar.

   Posted by Karla  on  10/03/06  at  11:47 AM

2. PS:  Where’s your blogroll?

   Posted by Karla  on  10/03/06  at  11:49 AM

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Really, I'm glad you made it down here. Almost no one ever comes down here. I'm like in a freaking dungeon down here. I get lonely. But not you. YOU made it all the way to the end of the page. For this I think I've a little crush on you. I don't know, is "love" to strong a word to use in this situation? Well, if it's not "love," then it's very strong "like." I'm totally in like with you for coming down here. You are awesome. Please love me back! I know, I know, I shouldn't be all needy, it's not attractive at all, but you don't know how it is to be stuck down here. Who scrolls all the way to the end of a page anymore these days? Anyway, thanks for shedding some light down here in the depths. I appreciate it. Shoot me an email and I'll send you a dollar, OK?

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