I'm probably the least popular woman in Salt Lake City. I won't go anywhere that doesn't involve foraging for food or second hand clothes. I won't go to girlfriend's houses unless they live three houses away. Even with my friend who lives three houses away, when I do follow her home it's because she wants me to read an article in the paper or see her geranium. He husband thinks I'm vulgar, and I have to agree with him, I am vulgar. So I stay home alone with my vulgar self.
But today, ten minutes after I woke up at 11:30, Melea came over for her day-off morning jolt of espresso and hot organic milk, and a bit of sugar. It is our "morning" ritual that we watch the news and drink coffee and smoke. While this was happening, another friend dropped by and she too joined the coffee drinking and smoking. This has gone on all day, and now I've missed half of the first part of Hardball.
I haven't gone anywhere in the blogs except Dcup's and even there I couldn't post a comment. Has she blocked me or something? I sent her an email telling her of this catastrophe and she emailed me back with her phone number. Another friend drops by, and now I'm not only wired on coffee, I'm stoned and low blood-sugar. I wolf down some Cheerios and call her. And now I am the friend that dropped by right in the middle of her evening with her family. I heard Cupcake's voice today. I'm completely in love with Dcup's family, especially Dcup herself. I am her much older sister. Oh how lovely it is to fantasize the family you always dreamed of.
So now that I have talked with Dcup, my day has been both productive and enjoyable. Life's good when you have friends who don't mind that you're vulgar.
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You say vulgar like its a bad thing... which it is not. I rather think of vulgar, in this sense, like a fine wine with a distinct flavor. Not loved by the masses sort of thing.
That IS good.
Sounds like a good day. Talking to Dcup is delicious and yes, Cupcake's voice is nice to hear.
Vulgar - it is the new black. You are not a slave to trends, you create them... vulgarly and beautifully so.
Oh Fran I love you. You make me weep with your generosity. I'm actually a Rainwater Madeira. "Vulgar is the new black" That's got to be the best quote of the year. I'm taking it to twitter. I'll give it attribution.
Utah! It was so good to talk you today. Thank you for calling me. You know how you just click with some people? Well, you are one of those people for me. Maybe it's our mutual vulgarity that binds us together.
Cupcake says "hi." and MathMan says he's on his way.
You are welcome to join the family any time.
I'm feeling the love. Thanks guys. Fran, remember the day I followed you home and begged you to like me? Now that's vulgar.
A woman is called vulgar while a man at times is called "colorful". That being said, I have been called both before.
Ahh, Comrade, you have now joined the women as seamlessly as if you were one. I really like that in a man. I'm glad you too have been called Vulgar--it's the new black you know.
will you still love me tomorrow?
will you?
Vulgar is the New Black Dress...everyone wants it but only a few can 'wear it'.
Thats you and me sista woman...we wear vulgar quite well.
Fuck those that can't handle the truth.
And...what Comrade Kevin said goes too! ;)
You're all vulgar.
Yes we are Randal, and damn proud of it.
I actually think that John McCain and Sarah Palin are vulgar. You are colorful. There is a difference.
You subsist on coffee alone in the morning! you must also have a donut, or perhaps a nice danish.
I smoke, that counts for sustenance doesn't it?
I also believe that on the morning in question I didn't get up until 11:30. It hardly counts as morning does it?
I aspire to reach the heighths (or is it depths) of your vulgarity, Utah.
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