Full disclosure: I spent the day blogging from home, as I seem to have come down with a nasty, pre-winter cold. This means 2 things: 1. I had a bagel delivered directly into my mouthhole; and 2. I haven’t had any human contact all day long (save for a “hello” to my bagel delivery man). One goes a little stir crazy on a sick day.
So was the case only minutes ago, when I went on an IM stream of consciousness with my work BFF, Norman. Norman was very likely off doing a variety of things (Work? More work? We’ll never know.) but his lack of presence is not enough to deter me from Instant Messaging him in a non-stop, almost harrassing manner. What follows is a transcript of why very few people agree to give me their IM handle.
Note: It’s entire meaningless, save for an almost run-in with Condi Rice on Saturday, and the WE Weddings Marathon.
MichelleC : omg im watching platinum weddings on WE
MichelleC : my new favorite show
MichelleC : this wedding is OFF THE HOOK
MichelleC : $1,000 per plate
MichelleC : 250 guests…
MichelleC : this wedding had to cost $2,000,000
MichelleC : wow
MichelleC : omfggggg
Norman : whos wedding is it?
MichelleC : the wedding is AMAZINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG
MichelleC : some Spaniards in miami
Norman : nice
MichelleC : (i can say that cause i’m from miami)
MichelleC : now there’s an indian wedding
MichelleC : did you know temptation was cancelled?
MichelleC : i mean…
MichelleC : omg
MichelleC : this indian wedding
MichelleC : $ 1.3 million
MichelleC : are you kidding me?
MichelleC : for WHAT
MichelleC : how much is a sari?
MichelleC : its a sheet!
MichelleC : RERE TIGER DIED
MichelleC : they better have an elephant priest for that money
MichelleC : 7 HOURS OF HENNA TATTOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MichelleC : her sari cost $10,000
MichelleC : omfg i wish we were watching this together
Norman : that retarded tiger is….
Norman : i dont have the words
MichelleC : wait this indian wedding
MichelleC : the groom is being dropped out of a helicopter
MichelleC : with a turban on
MichelleC : and its like a f*cking bollywood movie
MichelleC : its AMAZING
MichelleC : what does it say about me
MichelleC : that im addicted to wedding shows
MichelleC : its all i watch
MichelleC : bridezilla, say yes to the dress, the wedding cake show
MichelleC : ps i think i was right near Condoleezza Rice on sat
MichelleC : she was at Ferregammo
MichelleC : there were 3 secret service outside
MichelleC : and one of them, into his phone goes
MichelleC : “Hey it’s Benny! With the Secret Service!”
MichelleC : i was like….
MichelleC : Hellew? it’s a seeecrettttt… keep it down!
MichelleC : oh no
MichelleC : Gerard Depardieu’s son died
Norman : i turn my back for a minute and i come back to this AMAZING stream of consciousness. can i please copy and paste all of this?
No please, allow me. Yes, I think I really am this annoying. Anyway, Platinum Weddings was unbelievs.
