(This was originally a post from a couple months back, apparently if you edit things they change their order.)
“This is a really volcanic ensemble you’re wearing, it’s really marvellous!”
A volcanic ensemble would be a kinder phrase to describe things right now, as in all honesty admiring from afar is hard work. Duckie has is right with constant persistence but the situation i’m in isn’t taking after Pretty In Pink (Hughes, 1986) unfortunately.
This is only going to be a short post because i’ve been at work today and my head feels like it’s going to fall off. But in my own saga, The fawning continues! Now if you’ve never done that you’re lying. It’s a definite thing, thinking about potential situations with someone you’re crushing on is your brain’s way of filling you with false hope.
I’ve decided that i’m just going to marry John Stamos really, because he is quite glorious. But seriously, if he finds his own equivalent to the lovely Andie, then… I will just deal with it. I’m the kind of girl that’ll catch herself thinking in the moment about what could be and pin her hopes on it. Lesson to self: Don’t pin everything on one hope.
Sitting here watching 80’s teen films again isn’t really helping, because I still have no one in my back garden with a boombox trying to serenade me.
UGH WHY IS THERE NO INSTRUCTION MANUAL FOR THIS?!
Hope you’re all well. Live long and prosper,
Home Girl, interrupted.