| i got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one |
[01 Apr 2009|02:04pm] |
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hi, my name is katrina, i'll be 24 in one month, and i handle awkward situations like a 13 year old girl.
that is to say, i just throw out the first thing that pops into my head.
i'm refering to this morning when one of our fedex guys asked me to dinner this weekend (this is the same one who bought be coffee on friday). my response? "i have a show this weekend." and of course he decided he should come see the show. and of course i told him we have a show on friday which i later realized we totally don't- we open saturday.
not the point.
better answers to the dinner question include:
"no, i don't think that would be appropriate."
"i don't think my boyfriend would like that."
"no, thanks."
so.. if he comes in again this week and either the show or dinner comes up, i can fix the situation a little. otherwise i'm making darren come to the show on saturday.
awkward awkward awkward. also, inappropriate. jeez.
ps: phoenix, in response to your question via twitter, i wanted a shot because i decided that drinking tequila would ease the post-awkwardness anxiety i had. clearly i am an alcoholic.
sigh. in other news, on friday i briefly convinced myself that i have a brain tumor. true story. i was counting concession money and i kept writing things like 7 when i needed to write 70. or 4 when i meant 40. later that day (maybe at rehearsal?) i needed to write the number 3 and i wrote it backwards. i made fun of myself and claimed brain tumor and that was the end of it. until this morning when i did something similar (don't remember what though) and decided the tumor is TOTALLY REAL. i wish i could remember what it was this morning... i just remember that it made absolutely no sense that i would screw up. there was also an incident within the past few days where i was reading something and didn't recognize a word, then after sounding it out for a second i realized that it's totally a word i know. i want to say that word was precipitation, but i don't recall.
to top it all off, darren and i are both pretty sure we have ear infections. okay, i just decided it like an hour ago, but still. darren's had it for a week or two but is still waiting for his insurance card to arrive.
anyway. i don't know. i'm rambling. i think i need a vacation.
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