after all, there are only so many people who can handle talking about food for hours consecutively.
i also really like talking about other things too:
*vegetarian food (whoops)
*sex. whoop whoop! i get excited just typing the word! (sex talk goes on for hours consecutively but people are normally into it. admittedly i can be a little slow to recognize bug-eyes and/or revolt on someone's face). this is a hard one if nothing offends you.
*partying. this includes but is not limited to outfits, dancing in a funny manner (as in, "yeeeeah she was doin this move on friday that looked like this" -hops up and demonstrates), people getting loser drunk, how many tequilas were had, pictures taken, old men straddled (you know who you are), free cover charge, burritos eaten at 4am, and friends falling asleep on my couch with their butts in the air baby-style (you also know who you are).
*morning coffee and where to have it and what to put in it...cocoa? maple syrup? almond milk?
*pet stories (wet eyed)
*art, movies and people doing cool shit
*restaurants we've tried and want to try
*are you bored yet? because i'm boring myself to fucking death here.
sometimes you just need to stop talking and listen.
i get emotional looking at james and carly. i am carly (bear with me) with the big horsey teeth and big eyes and big lean in looking for love. she may look more like angelina, but i'm willing to try on her skin suit. and goddamn it- i love his sad face. he was a junkie (no one knew). she left him and he never recovered.
i'm not like one of those baby boomers squinting my eyes at anyone wearing destroyed denim, but culturally, come on! throw me a frickin bone, 2000's! there is a good new movement of music coming up now (more on that later, including a must-listen-list) but no one worth immortalizing in black and white.
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