I Keep Running Them Off ...

Okay, so first it was Tink deciding to leave and now a couple more of my favorite blogging babes are hanging it up. Both The Texconsin Diva, Jen, and sweet Keshi have decided to stop blogging.

And, you know it really isn’t just those three. How many times has Knight posted in the last several months? Only a handful at most? And there are several others over the last year or so that I won’t bring up cause it just hurts too much.

So, there’s four of the smartest, most interesting and hottest bloggers who have quit or almost quit here very recently. And what is the common denominator?

ME

Yup, once again I have clearly begun to run off all the hotties. Obviously my lack of social skills has resulted in my blurting out something inappropriate that has caused another awkward pause and everyone in the room to look away and try to find someone else to talk to. Either that or my sitting in the corner alone drinking a beer and staring creepily at them has just become more than they can take.

It’s okay though. I’m used to it. Back in high school and college it used to bother me to be socially inept. But now, I just throw back a few brews, find some episodes of Gossip Girl, The Hills or 90210 online and blog about my lack of social skills. What? Oh sure, like you don’t watch those shows too. I’m just comfortable enough with myself to admit it.

Anyway, to all the people out there who are gonna miss Tink, Jen and Keshi and wish Knight was posting more often. I apologize for running them off. I’ll try not to run off the rest of the hotties, but I’m not making any promises.

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In other blogging news, as you probably remember, I wrote a spectacular and hilarious guest post for Real Live Lesbian a few weeks ago while she was in Vegas without me. Well, she hasn’t removed me from her contributor list so when I sign in to Blogger I see this ….


Man it excites me to see me listed as a contributor to a blog titled Real Live Lesbian. Mainly because of how much I love lesbians. And how much they love me.

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In still MORE blogger news, one of the blogging hotties that I have yet to run off, Dana made my Blogging with Intoxicants into a badge that you can put on your blog too if you want. She even made one of those little HTML boxes for me to put on the sidebar. Then she corrected my typos when I screwed it up the first couple of times I posted it. So, if you want that badge you can snag it off my right sidebar. You don’t gotta though. It’s just there for your convenience. I’m a giver like that.

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And finally, y’all know Grant, right? Well, I don’t know if you’ve noticed this or not, but Grant kind of has a thing for Asian chicks. So, it was through Grant that I found out about this chick right here ….


Her name?

Bang Eun Young

Let’s say that name over and over again ..

Bang. Eun. Young

Bang Eun Young

BangEunYoung

Bang ‘em Young

Yeah, here name is BANG 'EM YOUNG! She’s just teasing us here. There’s no way that’s her real name. Even Wolf Blitzer doesn’t believe that’s her real name!




Oh BTW, she’s 23. I just thought I’d mention that before the *says in a whiny voice* “OMG how old is she?! 13?!!” starts. ;-)

I Really Don't Wanna Go ...

Well it’s that time again. There is a family gathering that I should attend. This time it’s a memorial service for my great aunt who passed away back in January. She lived in Los Angeles though, so they decided that they would hold a memorial service out there, and then wait until spring and bring her ashes back home to Arkansas and hold services here too.

And I really, really, REALLY don’t want to go.

So I won’t go, right? Buuuuuut … If I don’t go I will feel guilty that I didn’t go. Even though I’ve only seen this great aunt a total of three times in 30 years. Although my sister and I did go to California with dad and my step mother and step sisters back when I was 10 and stayed there with her and my uncle for a couple of weeks. Which was pretty awesome even if my step mother did do everything she could to sabotage the whole thing.

But, I don’t like funerals. They’re so damn depressing. And I have to wear a tie. I hate wearing a tie. Especially when it’s hot. And it’s going to be raining and storming on Saturday too. Driving over there in the rain, heat and humidity (okay, it’s only a 40 minute drive), wearing a tie and getting depressed just doesn’t sound like a good time.

Okay, so that’s not totally the reason I don’t want to go. Those are pretty minor issues. There is really something else stopping me from going.

Every time I’m supposed to attend any family gathering, no matter what it’s for, this HUGE feeling of dread comes over me.

I have no idea why either. My family members are harmless. Totally, completely harmless. Small town people who don’t take themselves all that seriously and are always happy to see you. Trust me, NOBODY is afraid of these people.

Like I've said many times here, I don't exactly have a lot of social skills. I don't think anyone who has ever met me would really disagree. Oh sure, I have basic manners. "Yes, please, you betcha thank you, you're welcome, stand when introduced to a lady or when she leaves or returns to the table" and all that stuff. But, I'm not the life of any party. I can go out on the back patio and do shots of tequila, or play quarters at the dinner table, but I'm not great at hopping from group of people to group of people and chit-chatting. So that would explain any dread I would have leading up to attending a party or get-together of people I don't really know. But, not family.

Aaaaaaand here's the really weird part. I actually don't have all these feelings of dread before attending a party made up mostly of people don't really know. At least not if I'm going with someone, like family members or friends I've known for a while. Oh sure, there's some nervousness. And there's the standard "Will I embarrass anyone?" "Will I be asked to leave and not come back?" "Will there be any young, hot Asian chicks there?" Okay, so that's really what Grant asks, but it's a fair question. And hot Asian chicks would make any party more fun.


But, I don't sit around and feel this sense of impending doom like I do before any family gathering. Isn't that the silliest thing you've ever heard? There are no big family fights that ever break out. There is no big family drama going on. Nobody is going to get drunk and make a scene or throw up in the middle of someone’s living room. Nobody is going to stand up and point at their mother or father and scram "You ruined my life! I hate you!"

So, why do I dread going over there so much? Especially when I know that in the end I will be downstairs watching St. Louis Cardinals baseball. Maybe I'm just a little touched in the head? But to be honest with you, it's always been like this.

So, I don't really know what I'm going to do right now. My allergies are acting up pretty bad. That's always a good excuse. It is allergy season, ya know. Of course, there's always the chance that my grandmother will call me tomorrow to remind me. You can’t really say no to your Nana. She's 90 years old and kind of forgetful though. And my phone could go on the fritz tomorrow too. Especially if I pull the phone line out of the base unit. Just a thought.

Anyone else have this same problem? Got any advice other than "stop being a pussy" I hate it when people tell me that.