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On June 28, 2005

As previously mentioned, I sometimes enjoy a good hoot or holler from someone on the street. I know it’s a little demeaning, but it’s also kind of flattering! What I think is hysterical, though, is when I am walking with my BF – be it hand in hand or just next to him – and someone hoots or hollers. That takes balls, you know?

This past weekend I was walking back to my car after a good time at Comfest in Columbus and while I was rubbing my BF’s back some guy gave a little holler. I started laughing, as I usually do. Due to the queer-friendly nature of Comfest, my BF just looked at me and said, “I think he was talking to me.” So we shared the holler.

It’s a beautiful thing when we can both delight in the joy of the same good holler.

Embarrassing

By Kate

On June 27, 2005

In technology

Scene: Me in a T-Mobile store where there is one other customer and the clerk.

Me: I got caught in a big rainstorm and my cell phone must have gotten wet and ever since the ringer seems to be broken.

Store Clerk: Let me see the phone.

Store clerk starts fiddling with the phone – testing the ring tones.

Me: The ringer technically works but you can barely hear it.

Store Clerk: Um, it looks like you had the volume turned down. All fixed.

I walked quickly out of the store, averting all eye contact. I think I heard laughter behind me.

Wag

By Kate

On June 24, 2005

In uncategorized

Yesterday I was making a left turn through an intersection and had to stop while this guy totally ran a red light. While he went through the intersection, he wagged his finger at me.

Bastard.

Hair

By Kate

On June 10, 2005

In uncategorized

Once in high school I went on this date with a boy who had really bad nose hair. I know, what was I thinking? He just had bunches of it sticking out his nose like little bushes. Pretty sick stuff. But I only went on one date with him. (And for those of you who knew me back then, none of the stories you heard about that date – from him – were ever remotely true. I mean, come on. His nose hair!)

Last night I was at the Red’s game with my boyfriend who is very much in control of his nose hair. To our right was a couple on a date. The woman was attractive in a trashy sort of way and the guy was attractive in a way where you know if you were drunk (and she was) that you would think he was hot.

But then I saw it. The nose hair. This was not your average nose hair. It curled! I swear to go it probably curled up and straightened out as he breathed. It has to tickle his face. And worse, it had to tickle hers when they made out. And almost most disturbing, this trashily attractive woman seemed to really dig this guy and based on their behavior last night, I guarantee you he got some last night. And with that nose hair! So wrong.

Hollaback

By Kate

On June 9, 2005

In rock

Do you ever wonder when you’re singing along to songs what the words you’re saying actually mean? I do (as, I think, does Mandy) whenever I proclaim that I “ain’t no hollaback girl” (singing along with Gwen Stefani’s Hollaback Girl.) What if I am? How do I know?

What exactly is a hollaback girl?

I did some research to find out.

According to Urban Dictionary, an ever trustworthy source of weird information, a hollaback girl is:

hollaback girl: A girl who yells in response to being yelled at instead of responding with silence or violence.
As in: “Don’t be afraid of her, she’s just a hallaback girl”
hollaback girl: when a guy tells a girl “Halla back” and she does just that, then she’s a hallaback girl.
As in: “I ain’t no hallaback girl.”

So I am still confused. I think maybe I am a hollaback girl. Can anyone shed some light on this???

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