ammi right, ladies?
hey everybody! i’m back for the second segment of ammi right, ladies?
ugh, periods. ‘nuff said. AMMI RIGHT, LADIES?
July 2011
27 posts
ammi right, ladies?
i’ve started doing this thing around our apartment where i’ll pretend that i’m a terrible stand-up comic (which is probably the type i’d be if i had the lady balls enough to give it a whirl), and tell jokes tailored to women that kind of make sense but don’t really make sense but they kind of do. make sense?
anyway, here’s a little sampling:
while strolling through the racks of clothing at tj maxx this past weekend, amy and i spotted a sign that read “women’s blouses.” so i said, “ha. women’s blouses. i mean, what’s a woman’s blouse, ammi right, ladies?”
in hindsight, that one actually doesn’t make any sense, but it sure as hell makes us laugh.
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so this weekend i gave out my phone number
friday night i was eating pizza and drink-dranking sangria with caroline and lindsay outside at a restaurant near our apartment. i happened to spot a cute boy who kept going inside and coming back out of the building next door to our restaurant. i’d say we made eye contact approximately 3-5 times and i named him colin (i later shared his made-up name and lindsay and caroline agreed it suited him).
at the end of our meal, caroline and lindsay told me that i should leave my number for him, so i scribbled down a quick note, leaving my number and the url for this very tumblr (caroline suggested this idea so he could stalk me and figure out what i look like, or at least what i look like from the side when i’m dressed up for a gay pride parade).
it wasn’t until later friday night that i realized and commented that if he A) found the note and B) looked up my blog, he might be dismayed to find that ALL i’ve been writing about for the last week is harry potter and neville longbottom.
i started to feel just the slightest bit embarassed until caroline settled things: “well, if he can’t appreciate that, you don’t want to date him anyway.”
word, sister.
ps - and on that note, accio matthew lewis!
i think i'd be a ravenclaw
everybody obviously wants to be a griffyndor, but in all honesty, i think i’d probably be a ravenclaw. also, why didn’t hogwarts have an improv team?
yeah, sorry, more matthew lewis →
bestweekever.tv
you guys, i’m sorry, i just… i can’t stop. i promise i have opinions about other things. things that are real, like casey anthony, the women’s world cup (holla USA!), and the lady who cut off her husband’s peepee.
it’s just that this link is a pretty accurate summary of how i feel.
also, i’d like to take a moment to point out to mattykins that I KNOW WHAT YOU WENT THROUGH. now, i’m nowhere near as beautiful as you are, but i am grateful and comfortable enough to admit that i went through a few good changes and no longer have a huge gap, bad hair cut (at least i don’t think i do), acne that resembles pizza, and the ole’ four-eyes syndrome (read: glasses before glasses were cool). anyway, what i’m really trying to say, matthew, is yes, you’re right, i didn’t notice you when you were younger, but we were on different continents, and if we’d hung out, i’m sure i would have seen through to your core and loved you just the same. we can relate to one another, don’t you see? give me a chance!
“There’s never been a more obstinate fan base than that of The Wire; it’s a secular cult that refuses to accept any argument that doesn’t classify The Wire as the greatest artistic endeavor in television history. It’s almost as if these people secretly believe this show actually happened, and that criticizing the storyline is like mocking an episode of Frontline. This was not a documentary about Baltimore: Wallace is not alive and playing high school football in Texas, Stringer Bell was not reincarnated as a Pennsylvania paper salesman, and you are not qualified to lecture on inner-city education because you own Season 4 on DVD. The citizens on that show were nonexistent composites, and the events you watched did not occur. As a society, we must learn to accept this.”
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Okay, Chuck Klosterman, you may have a point but The Wire sure feels like it happened and I bring it up ALL THE TIME. And those kids in that school in Season 4 had it hard so you WATCH IT Mr. Urban Outfitters Book Messiah because you’re on THIN ICE.
UPDATE: The Wire was 1000x better than Frontline will ever be.
(This is a great article about good TV.)
neville longbottom is my future husband →
entertainment.stv.tv
i don’t want to call matthew lewis, who plays neville longbottom in the harry potter films, an ugly duckling that has blossomed into a beautiful young man but matthew lewis is an ugly duckling that has blossomed into an ASTOUNDINGLY beautiful young man.
i legitimately daydreamed last week that he and i would have a chance encounter, fall in love, marry, and have beautiful british-american children named ANYTHING because lewis is a perfect last name if i’ve ever heard one.
