Sarky Devotchka
07-02-2006, 03:57 PM
for doing nothing, really. last night this guy that had come up to me at a party a couple of weeks ago (see link) http://www.beastieboys.com/bbs/showthread.php?p=1220366#post1220366
came up to me again last night and said, "HIIIII! Hello again!" and acted all weird and asked what I was doing after the show. and I said, "what are you doing?" and he said, "I'm doing whatever you're doing". and I gave him a funny look and he laughed and said, "I'm just messing with you, the truth is, I've been wanting to come up to you for a long time, I just don't know what to say to you". and I was all, "huh?" and then he said something about how he sees me around all the time, talking to people in bands and he thinks, "I wanna be friends with that lady too!" and I was like, "really? so I'm like a celebrity?" and he said, "yes!" and I said, "hmm, that's pretty funny". and then he rambled on about this being stage one of us being great friends. and I said, "uh huh".
anyway, that's very odd. especially since he's a recognizable lead singer of a local band that's quite popular. my point is, I feel a little exposed now...like people know who I am, or they think they know who I am, from who I associate with and myspace. people can just look at you all they want whenever. but the thing is, they have this notion of you and what you're like. that guy admitted he was really nervous about approaching me. but I'm just a normal person. I suppose everyone's just a normal person.
after that, I hung out with a semi-famous music dude, but I didn't know that he was famous and I said, "who's this guy?" and introduced myself. my boy friends were embarassed like, "this guy makes great records", and I just said, "cool, I only listen to oingo boingo". and my friend says to him nervously, "ha ha, she said she only listens to oingo boingo" to cover for my "blunder" (in quotes because I don't think I was being insulting or uncouth really). but then I said, "well, you have a lovely speaking voice, I'm sure you're very talented". he was pretty cool, easy breezy, but serious. as he was getting ready to leave, my friend said, "so what do you think of [music dude]?" and I said, "he's a normal man".
in other news, I twisted my ankle and it hurts. and I have a herpes outbreak in my eye. it's fucking gross. crusty goo.
came up to me again last night and said, "HIIIII! Hello again!" and acted all weird and asked what I was doing after the show. and I said, "what are you doing?" and he said, "I'm doing whatever you're doing". and I gave him a funny look and he laughed and said, "I'm just messing with you, the truth is, I've been wanting to come up to you for a long time, I just don't know what to say to you". and I was all, "huh?" and then he said something about how he sees me around all the time, talking to people in bands and he thinks, "I wanna be friends with that lady too!" and I was like, "really? so I'm like a celebrity?" and he said, "yes!" and I said, "hmm, that's pretty funny". and then he rambled on about this being stage one of us being great friends. and I said, "uh huh".
anyway, that's very odd. especially since he's a recognizable lead singer of a local band that's quite popular. my point is, I feel a little exposed now...like people know who I am, or they think they know who I am, from who I associate with and myspace. people can just look at you all they want whenever. but the thing is, they have this notion of you and what you're like. that guy admitted he was really nervous about approaching me. but I'm just a normal person. I suppose everyone's just a normal person.
after that, I hung out with a semi-famous music dude, but I didn't know that he was famous and I said, "who's this guy?" and introduced myself. my boy friends were embarassed like, "this guy makes great records", and I just said, "cool, I only listen to oingo boingo". and my friend says to him nervously, "ha ha, she said she only listens to oingo boingo" to cover for my "blunder" (in quotes because I don't think I was being insulting or uncouth really). but then I said, "well, you have a lovely speaking voice, I'm sure you're very talented". he was pretty cool, easy breezy, but serious. as he was getting ready to leave, my friend said, "so what do you think of [music dude]?" and I said, "he's a normal man".
in other news, I twisted my ankle and it hurts. and I have a herpes outbreak in my eye. it's fucking gross. crusty goo.