so if i want to sit here hammering away at the keys of my chic white laptop in an attempt to make the middle school softball girls two tables down from me than i am the alabamian incarnate of carrie bradshaw then i can. cause them hos don't know me.
this pseudo thespian behavior in unfrequented locales is a very common thing for me to adopt. there is a certain thrill in the fact that in an environment where no one knows you you have complete artistic freedom in who you are as a person. you can essentially - with the right amount of high school theater classes - be whoever you want.
all this to say that while all of you are in new orleans - yucking it up with brad and angelina and those drinks that are modeled after weaponry - know i that i am here in the birmingham panera trying to make middle school girls that i do not know think that i am awesome.
i'll probably go to barnes and nobles soon and peruse the travel books in an attempt to convince someone that i am like scarlett johansson's character in vicky cristina barcelona.
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that's precisely what i love about being alone at the summit: panera then barnes and noble and nobody caring what's going down.
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