|Current mood:|| amused|
|Current music:||Jack Johnson- Flake|
The Different Forms of Rocking
Me: Mia, next time you talk to Meg, can you find out when we can go get our Reggie tickets?
Me: And make sure it wouldnt interfere with your rocking-out-in-supermarket-aisles schedule?
Mia: Abso-frigging-lutely! We were just talking about that the other night.
Mia: Aw man, you read that in my LiveJournal?
Me: HAHA yeah i did
Mia: Seriously, people aren't fans of the rocking out as much as I thought they could be.
Me: I was like, "i wonder whats going on in MiaLand?" then I was like "ohhhh, THATS whats going on"
Me: No, rocking out is great exercise, totally cardiovascular, people dont realize
Mia: haha, come on! That's always how it is in MiaLand. Constant rocking out. It's such a lifestyle.
Me: Now rocking peoples socks off, that can be a little more effort than its worth, depending on the cleanliness of the rocked socks
Mia: I'm more of a jock rocker, myself.
Me: Haha lifestyles of the young and wearers of ties as belts
Me: I dont know how to jock rock!
Me: Would you teach me?
Mia: I can try! If you already rock socks, it should be relatively easy to pick up the jock rocking.
Me: I'm a fast learner of the different forms of rocking
Mia: Hehe, ties as belts. NOT FUCKING AROUND, Christina. Not fucking around at all.
Me: Haha i know youre not. you never do
Me: So me and eliza drove all the way to Delaware to go to a thrift store
Mia: Oh man, you drove to Delaware? That's a sign of allegiance to the craft. I avoid going to Delaware unless it's for school. Besides UDel, I can't find many awesome things about that state.
Me: Noooo there is this AWESOME vintage/thrift store
Me: OH MY GOD
Me: You will appreciate this
Me: When we were in Delaware, we drove past this place called Portable Homes, and they had a sign out front that said:
Me: (drumroll please)
Me: "Muddy enough to suck the socks off a frog"
Mia: Holy. Shit.
Me: Yeah thats what i said
Me: I freakin made eliza write it down so I wouldnt forget
Mia: That's amazing.
Mia: See? See the craziness that happens in Delaware?
Me: Hehe yeah I see
Me: There was a liquor store RIGHT NEXT DOOR to "Holy Harvest Church"
Mia: The churches there are actually ridiculous. I went to mass twice and.... they have no tabernacle at all, just random folding chairs covered in orange felt instead of pews, a sucky stereo system rather than a choir..... the whole thing was jsut weird.
Me: Oh god
Me: Orange felt chairs=CULT TO THE MAX
Mia: No doubt!!