Thursday, June 07, 2007

Hey Lloyd, I'm Ready To Be Heartbroken

I hate when I hear a good song on the radio, then call the station to find out the name of the song only to have them not answer. Why WXAV 88.3, why would you do that? I tried remembering lyrics so I could Google the shit out of it, but the one line I remember isn't getting me anywhere. Answer your motherfucking phone, motherfuckers. Stupid college radio stations.

I bought a Camera Obscura album (Let's Get Out of This country) on iTunes a week or so ago and haven't stopped listening to it since. Ch ch ch check it out, especially I Need All the Friends I Can Get and Razzle Dazzle Rose. If the song name Razzle Dazzle Rose doesn't make you listen to it, I don't know what will. Thank you Spinner.com.

So I have a boyfriend now. And I don't even really like him because he's too nice. Who bitches about that? Apparently me because I'm an ungrateful knobjob. For my birthday he got me Bob Dylan tickets in Indianapolis on July 15th. We're going to a Sox-Cubs game on the 24th. And the Bears home opener on September 16th. He puts up a mad style fight if I even try to buy him a beer at the bar. He gave me keys to the condo he just bought. It's like I've been handed everything on a silver platter and I hate it. Reading this paragraph over I just sound like a douche bag, but seriously. My own set of keys already? Slow it down a notch Rico Suave. Plus he wears black. All the time. And black shorts, white socks folded (!) over and black shoes. It takes all my strength each time I see him in this get-up not to spontaneously combust. I don't know how much longer I can do this. Wah wah my life is terrible because my boyfriend is TOO NICE TO ME. What a terrible dilemma.

I got asked "how far along I was" the other day at Jewel as I was buying a 12 pack of Miller Lite and a pack of cigarettes. I wish I was kidding.

I'm going downtown with Keri tomorrow to see this movie called Once which is only playing at this one theatre on the Northside. It's supposed to be 90 degrees out with 45 mile an hour winds. I need all the hairpray I can get. This should be interesting.

I thought I had more but this is all I can throw up right now. Sorry Canadian Bitch, I'll try to do better next time. But this is enough to shut you up for at least a minute, right? I meant that in the best way possible, swear!

4 comments:

Ms Mac said...

You know that scene in Bridget Jones when she's in the Thai prison and all the women are telling her how their boyfriends beat them and put them on the game before shooting them up with heroin?

I'm reminded of that!

;-)

Sophia said...

OK, seriously, thank you for the laughs. You never fail to crack me up. Just get rid of those white sox off the man and then use him and abuse him for awhile. You know you don't want to miss the games and concerts! ha Once I was asked how far along I was too so I went home and got pregnant just to feel better about that situation. OK, do not do that! That was not the best fix for that problem.
Keep writing.
love, canadian bitch

valiantqueen said...

What the fuck is the matter with you Sophia???!! lol. That is hilarious. kate, you are probably simply too young for "nice guy" at this time. Although I am now 38, dating Mr. Perfect Guy, and I don't like him either....so scratch that theory....Bring on the bad boys!!

Anonymous said...

hey katie are you ready to be heartbroken?