My life is confusing

Today I was at work and a little girl (7 years old?) came up to me and said that she wanted to sign up for the kids' computers (this just involves writing your name on a sign-up sheet). I picked up the clipboard and asked her what her name was, so I could write it down. She said something along the lines of Devon ("duh-VAWN"), so I asked her how to spell it. She just kind of looked blankly at me, but it seemed like maybe she was reaching for the pencil, so I thought that perhaps she could write her name but was not sure how to spell it out loud.

I handed her the pencil and the clipboard; she hesitated for a minute, then proceeded to write in the 1:30 slot, in perfect neat handwriting, the word "butter." She then put the clipboard down and walked off to wait for her turn on the computer.

"Butter."

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07-18-06

I remember a summer's day
I remember walking up to you
I remember my face turned red
And I remember staring at my feet
I remember before we met
I remember sitting next to you
And I remember pretending I wasn't looking...

-Yo La Tengo, "Our Way To Fall"

And I didn't speeyak, either!

So, this past weekend was rad. Friday night I went out with Bill and Dan to BW's, and Dan bought my drinks (BFF!). Saturday I ran some errands, and then it was party time! I had so much fun. I think I hung out with just about everybody at one point or another. The best parts were dancing, getting caked, and really just talking to people who had never seen me that drunk before (so, uh, pretty much everybody at the party). I just remember it being really hot and dark and fun in there; in my mind the night was one huge blur of faces and hysterical laughing. I know I had to get a knife taken away from me by 3 different people. I know I danced in ways that would embarrass me under other circumstances. I know I gave out insight into the female mind and that I laid in a big pile of dirt outside. I know that Bill, even when 90% passed out, is still able to construct the word "worrycakes" to describe me. I know I had fun. Other than that, you might have to refresh my memory.

I did notice that there are 2 things I tend to say over and over when I'm drunk. One is "Hey! Are we friends?!" This might seem logical at a party where I don't know some of the people that well, but I like to say it to people who I clearly am friends with; I mean, I remember saying it to Jared at least twice. The other thing is "You know what I like about you?" followed by a super random thing that I like about that person (see "You have freckles on your forearms!" and "You're exactly five feet tall! That is so great!" as examples). Man oh man. Even sober that sounds funny to me, but my mom has suggested that what I find funny might be really obnoxious to everybody else. If that is the case I apologize.

Anyway, I had a good time. I just wish I didn't have to work so many hours this week, cuz I could really use about 30 straight hours of sleep.

Pink moon gonna get you all

So. A lot has happened since I last wrote anything here. I meant to blog about finding a turtle in the woods. I meant to blog about falling off my bike at Hoover Dam and Bill almost crapping his pants as, shortly thereafter, I had what could have only been perceived at the time as a small seizure. I should blog about the fun things I've been doing lately, like Wicked and Red White and Boom.

But instead, I am going to blog about this: http://www.pinkmooncupcakes.com/

OMG OMG!!!1!ONEZORS!!! I am SO excited to try this place. Seriously, an all-cupcake bakery is like my dream come true. Looking at their website, I actually wondered if it would be a good move to try to get a job there, leave the library world, and spend the rest of my life making and selling cupcakes. I don't know what would make me happier than that; I know that sounds crazy, but I kind of mean it.