For some reason, when I was a kid I thought that the Volkswagen Thing was the most amazing thing ever. They are ugly, came in crazy day-glow colors and looked like someone high decided to modify a Jeep. It was love. I don't see them very much these days but when I do, I get excited. I've been telling my dad for years that if VW could do something for me, it would be to bring back the Thing. I currently drive a Rabbit and I love it. Though, I can't help thinking that I would love to own a Thing and name it Cousin It. Ahhh.... I dream big sometimes.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
I've been to a lot of parties that have devolved into messes. I'm not a fan. I don't prefer to go to parties that don't include people I'm related to.
Vomitting from others
There's a good chance that I would feel obliged to help clean up the mess if it was one of my friends that was sick or it was one of my friends house.
Whether involved in the fight (or shouting match) or just present when it starts. It's best to head out either way. Then you aren't the crazy yeller OR the observer.
General presence of crazies
I'm just not a fan of crazies.
Sorry this was so scatter-brained...but I'm rather scatter-brained.