like, at all. embarrassingly so, in fact.
i don't know what comes over me. there's a silent moment and i. need. to. fill. it.
usually with humiliating confidential information. not mine. usually resulting in extremely awkward silence. plus discomfort. not mine. and always followed by a sharp but momentary shot of panic and a shocking absence of guilt and a lot of laughter and wide-eyed glee. all mine.
i was paired with amanda from a sucker for marketing for design crush and greedy girl's 2010 calendar swap and this is the one i sent her.
it was supposed to be a secret until she received it, i think.
whatever. she got off easy. i spilled way better this weekend at the palm. i daresay our friend will never leave a tip without thinking of me. for the rest of his life. but, man, did i giggle.