With David Bowie.
Hahaha. You thought I was gonna describe a real date. Unless you know me well enough to realize I don't get asked on very many of those. And when I randomly occasionally do, it's usually either accidental, or the doing of conniving friends who I was planning to hang out with. And by usually, I mean I've in all technicality been on two official dates, and both of them were me planning to do something with some friends, and my friends just "happening" to invite certain guys, and just "happening" to be like "oh, by the way, this is a date". I guess if you want to be particular, I've relatively recently been on a few friendly excursions which follow most of the outlines of being a real "date" but whether they are or not, (which I have no idea) they still would only bring the total to like 4 instead of 2. Wow. I'm so experienced. *cough* Ok, I have to say the blue sparkly tail-coat/jacket thing he's wearing here is really awesome. I am a big fan.
Anyway, this date with David. It was pretty awesome. We started out with some baby kidnapping, and after that we sang some sweet awesome 80's songs. My favorite is Dance, Magic Dance. Then we poisoned this girl, and when she didn't give up we sent hoards of goblins at her. Eventually she got to her little brother and took him back. That was sort of a bummer for David. He really liked the little guy. Wanted to call him Jareth.
These <= accompanied us on our adventures. Curse 7-11 for being only a block away. And that chinese place too. I didn't go there today, but I did in my last nightly excursion. I just have to mention that in this last excursion we almost got run over not once but three separate times while crossing the same intersection. There's only one intersection that separates our apartments from the chinese place, and for some reason it hated us that night. But we survive to blog another day.
In other news, these are the fellows I had to turn down in favor of David for my evening plans.
This first fellow you may recognize. His date idea was to head over to Genovia. He has a title there: Lord Devereaux. Horseback riding across the countryside and a stay in a huge castle. Extremely charming.
You may recognize this second guy too. Yes, Ewan wanted to go to France. Very Bohemian. While there he enjoys singing fabulous love song medleys on top of random buildings. Amazing singing voice.
Fewer of you know this guy, which is a sad, sad thing. Because I'm not even a chick flick connoisseur, and I know who he is. This is Richard. He wanted to tour some cotton mills in Northern England. That sounds kind of random and weird, but far from it. Besides, even if it was weird, the accent more than makes up for it.
So those were all of my potential plans. There was a brief consideration of Patrick Dempsey, but there were too many other choices to really consider his New York trip. I mean with France, Genovia, and England to choose from, who has time for New York? Perhaps next time, though. Many of you may ask, why David over Chris, or Ewan, or Richard? Well, the answer to that is easy. He was already there when I got home from 7-11. All I had to do was just join in the fun that had just begun. I got there just in time for the baby snatching. It was awesome.
Ok, this blog post was originally to do this other thing I had an idea for. I just wanted to trip some people out to make them thing I was dating someone or something. That would be hilarious. At least to me. And it evolved from there to describing in much more detail my dating habits/plans. Now, the original idea for this post comes from my ipod. There are not very many exciting things going on for me right now, but the few things that are happening are kind of important. And by few things I pretty much mean this job application of sorts that I'm waiting to hear from. The problem there is that it's supposed to take like 7 more weeks before I should even wonder about getting their response. Which is seriously KILLING me. *sigh* It could take a shorter time, but the likelihood of that on a scale of 1-10, 10 being very likely, is probably like a negative 4. I know it's good for me to wait. It will strengthen my patience, and help me appreciate it a whole whole lot more if it does work out. That may be true. Or I could just go into a 7 week coma instead. That would be much less painful.
Anyway, a lot of the songs that come on my shuffles kind of describe my life. Especially this whole waiting for acceptance process. And I thought it would be amusing to list off all the recent songs that totally described my life now. It's really more just the titles than the entire song, but you'll get the idea.This picture is both to describe the first song title, and because it's really cool. No idea what it's supposed to be. Some kind of cool planetscape or something. But I really liked it. Ok, first song title:
Don't Let the Sun go Down on Me - Elton John
Livin' on a Prayer - Bon Jovi
Judgment Day - Whitesnake
Don't Break My Heart Again - Whitesnake
Take a Chance on Me - both the ABBA and Mamma Mia versions
Hit Me With Your Best Shot - Pat Benatar
Patiently - Journey
Don't Stop Believin' - Journey
Stayin' Alive - I should probably find out who really sings this. I have the Chipmunk version, which is hilarious to me.
S.O.S - Abba
Hold On - Michael Buble
Keep Holding On - Glee Cast Version
Takin' Chances - Glee version
I Say A Little Prayer - Glee version
Maybe This Time - Kristen Chenoweth version
Try - Hayden Panettierre
Wannabe - Spice Girls (don't judge me :P )
Don't Go Breaking My Heart - Elton John and Kiki Dee
The River of Dreams - Billy Joel
Don't Forget to Remember Me - Carrie Underwood
Crazy Dreams - Carrie Underwood
Brink of Disaster - Mae
Another One Bites the Dust - Queen
I Will Survive - Gloria Gaynor
Always On My Mind - Elvis
Follow That Dream - Elvis
Come So Far (Got So Far To Go) - Hairspray
Help - Beatles
I'm Wishing - Snow White
Once Upon A Dream - Sleeping Beauty
No Fear - Swan Princess
Under Pressure - Queen and David Bowie
Don't Write Me Off - Hugh Grant
As you can see, that's a pretty decent list. There are even a few more that I didn't add because they only sometimes make me think of this, instead of every time they play. So every time people say to me to try to just forget about it and do other stuff till then, these songs are a constant reminder. Some of them are hopeful, like I'm gonna make it. (Like Stayin' Alive, or I will Survive) But most of them, as soon as I see the title I remember how I'm just waiting right now (like Livin' on a Prayer) or I remember my fear of rejection (Like with Another One Bites the Dust). Let's just face it, these next 7 weeks are gonna be really really slow. But I'll live. "Maybe this time, I'll get lucky". "Sometimes even Crazy Dreams come true".
I will most definitely be making a blog post whenever I do find out about this thing. It will probably come in April. And it may not be a happy one. It may be "Nope. Not qualified for that job either." But hopefully not. Hopefully I'll be able to use at least sixty exclamation points and multiple *freaking out awesomely* 's. Ok, I really should sleep. Because I actually have to wake up early tomorrow. Blech. But it must be done. Latas.
PS. This is really cool... when I use a darker font color like this the pictures kinda look like they're popping out. Like sort of 3-D. Way cool.