when is lunch?

I'm having a Bruce Banner sort of day. I was fine this morning. The hair color is darker thanks to the hair gel and not quite so "OH MY GAWD I SWALLOWED A CLOWN". And then I decided to buy the new People magazine... for research. The article made my inner fangirl bristle and the RPF writer in me get severely angry... and then I was pulled away to work by some really, really irritating customers. Now, well, I'm huddled in the corner, trying to figure out how to bottle my rage back up because I'm not playing well with others! Oops!

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when is lunch?

I'm having a Bruce Banner sort of day. I was fine this morning. The hair color is darker thanks to the hair gel and not quite so "OH MY GAWD I SWALLOWED A CLOWN". And then I decided to buy the new People magazine... for research. The article made my inner fangirl bristle and the RPF writer in me get severely angry... and then I was pulled away to work by some really, really irritating customers. Now, well, I'm huddled in the corner, trying to figure out how to bottle my rage back up because I'm not playing well with others! Oops!

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Sarcastic? Me? Noooooo

Went to the Homecoming football game at my old high school tonight. It was a sad, sad game. We lost 17-7 and we had possession of the ball most of the game.

I don't know how much you know about Homecoming at most American high schools but it's a time for alumni to come back and give the school money. But it's really about two things... Homecoming Royalty and the Homecoming Dance.

I attended the game with a few of my friends and one of them has a 7 year old and a 5 year old. She asked, "How would you explain the Homecoming Royalty to a seven year old." I turned Sawyer around to look at me and said, "Well, honey. Here's the deal. In high school, you're either popular or you're not popular. If you're popular enough, they pick you to dress up and walk out beside the field in pretty, pretty dresses and, this year, shoes that appear to be much too high for these girls to walk in. If you're popular enough, they pick you to wear a crown for ever and ever and ever." I pulled him in close and gave him this piece of advice, "Be on the field, not beside it."

My friend looked at me with a sarcastic sort of smile. "That wasn't really what I was going for."

"Well," I told her, wiping of my hands as if acknowledging a job well-done, "you get what you pay for."

The only thing I felt slightly uncomfortable about... one of the kids I went to school with that won at least once (maybe even got King... I'll have to pull out my yearbook) was sitting below us. Oh well. That's what he gets.

Sarcastic? Me? Noooooo

Went to the Homecoming football game at my old high school tonight. It was a sad, sad game. We lost 17-7 and we had possession of the ball most of the game.

I don't know how much you know about Homecoming at most American high schools but it's a time for alumni to come back and give the school money. But it's really about two things... Homecoming Royalty and the Homecoming Dance.

I attended the game with a few of my friends and one of them has a 7 year old and a 5 year old. She asked, "How would you explain the Homecoming Royalty to a seven year old." I turned Sawyer around to look at me and said, "Well, honey. Here's the deal. In high school, you're either popular or you're not popular. If you're popular enough, they pick you to dress up and walk out beside the field in pretty, pretty dresses and, this year, shoes that appear to be much too high for these girls to walk in. If you're popular enough, they pick you to wear a crown for ever and ever and ever." I pulled him in close and gave him this piece of advice, "Be on the field, not beside it."

My friend looked at me with a sarcastic sort of smile. "That wasn't really what I was going for."

"Well," I told her, wiping of my hands as if acknowledging a job well-done, "you get what you pay for."

The only thing I felt slightly uncomfortable about... one of the kids I went to school with that won at least once (maybe even got King... I'll have to pull out my yearbook) was sitting below us. Oh well. That's what he gets.