My new boyfriend and my new glasses!

So I got some fake glasses at Urban Outfitters.  I promise I haven’t gone totally insane–they look really good on me.  I look a lot smarter.  I feel significantly smarter, too, especially when I’m reading.  Today I was wearing them around Laurel Village and two people–Kari and Courtney (my Barbie friends)–didn’t recognize me at all.  I look THAT much better.  Some people that wear glasses for real think that I’m making fun of their disability, but I’m not, I just wish I could wear glasses for real.  Some people have said that my new glasses make me look like a hipster.  That is okay.  I have also been saying that I’m going to be a hipster for Halloween, and many people have said that, that isn’t a good costume for me because I am one already.  I have decided I am going to have to be REALLY hipster if I do, do that costume.  Fuck my friends for calling me a hipster.  If I were a hipster, I’d be doing coke and listening to any music besides music at the bakery.  If I were a hipster, I would be in a band and be thinner and less smart.  If I were a hipster I would not have had so many Jewish boyfriends, or maybe that makes me more of a hipster, it’s really hard to tell.  But seriously, fuck Jewish boys, even though I hung out with two of them tonight that are very nice, I am tired of them as a whole.  Does anyone agree with me on this?  I CAN say this, you know, because I’m Jewish.

My new boyfriend works at Cal Mart and he has ugly tattoos on his left arm.  One is of something Irish looking and one is of a flower.  They are big and colorful.  Courtney and I were buying expensive deli items in the middle of the day there today and he was checking us out.  We were in the express line and he started checking us out very slowly and saying that he’d overheard we were having a Halloween party and that he had no plans.  Courtney thinks I should have invited him to the party.  He was slightly cute and definitely not gay, but the tattoos really threw me.  I also didn’t realize that he was hitting on us.  I might go by there again.  Maybe people do that at the bakery.  They just haven’t come back yet.

Yes,  Molly Austin, the poll was inspired by you saying that my life is like Will & Grace.  I do not think my life is a gay-based sitcom.  But I don’t think I am Grace at all.  I don’t even have that many gay friends.  Not really.  Only like 3 or 4, or maybe 5.

Today I went into the post office to mail a package and the man there was like, “Your dad comes in here a lot.  He’s a real regular.”  I wanted to be like, yes, he does, but this isn’t like a bar.  What if there were a show like Cheers but a post office based version?  I think someone needs to make a pilot of that.  I get to be Sam Mallone.

Also, I think voting is a huge issue for this blog.  Not enough people are voting on my polls. I check them very often and I don’t think enough people take them seriously.  I really care about your opinions about the issues I have raised–very serious questions require your input.  OK?  Please participate in the blog politics.