I Vote Yay

By: Monica

As you can see by the title of this post, I am all for Kelly's idea. And since, at this very moment, Kelly is partaking in the five hour drive up to her University, I will take the initiative and write the first unrelated post.

So, Kelly, here it goes. I do not yet know what is considered blogworthy and so I will take a stab in the dark and hope that it is up to par.

First, I would like to say that, as Penny is Desmond's "constant"*, so I am yours :) Hope life in Gator Town is handy.**

Well, today was assigned as Buy-Anything-You-Forgot-For-College Day and, since you know me all too well, you know it morphed into Buy-Everything-For-College Day. This called for a trip to Best Buy, and you know who works at Best Buy, Kelly. That's right; Alburrito. And Alburrito made sure to point me out to all of his colleagues and attempt to sell me a cellular phone. The latter sadly failed but the former came back to haunt me. Not three hours later, Alburrito gives me a call and exlpains that his friend "Joe" (no, really, that's his name) thinks I am "interesting" and would like to "get to know me". Hmmmm, "interesting". I'm pretty sure that every single guy that has walked the face of this planet had uttered those specific words in that specific order, with the exception of the variation, "I would like to get to know you because I think you're interesting." But, what does it actually mean? (Rhetorical Question Alert). Okay, you find me intruiging or fun or classy or intelligent, or (enter positive adjective here)and/or attractive and so you want to spend more time with me to see if I'd feel the same about you. I get it. Your way feels more manlier and I understand.
Anyhoo, Alburrito proceeded to inform me that the kid (Yes, even if he is 23, a guy that uses such bland and childish vocabulary is referred to as a "kid") would like my phone number and/or Facebook. This was after Alburrito had informed him that I was leaving for college tomorrow. Great timing, no?
This prompted the phone call from our dear Alburrito. Was it okay with me for this kid to get my information? Maybe. Then I asked a question that completely threw him off. It went something like, "I dunno. Do you think I should let you give it to him?" (No "in his pants" joke needed). Alburrito stumbled over words, paused, and said, "Um... I think he's a nice kid." Wrong answer. People do not pause when talking about people they like. No, they pause when they watch what they say. And watching what you say is not acceptable in this situation. And yet I caved and allowed the Facebook communication. From prior experience, this is not a good thing. Looks like I'm going to have to modify my "offline" list.

As for the last blog entry, I would like to make a proposal myself. I think we should start some traditions on this blog as bloggers before us have successfully done on theirs. Si? I would also like to mention that, upon you leaving, I reinacted the second video from your last post. Except this time it was called, "Why is Kelly leaving me?!"

* LOST reference.

**Reference to a recent event in our town where a schoolmate got his hand bitten off by an alligator while swimming by Alligator Alley at nine o'clock at night. Smart, right? I know. He almost died of blood loss and we crack hand jokes to this day.