...getting rained on in Tokyo.
...old enough to drink alcohol but not old enough to know when to stop.
...blogging since 02/22/03.
Monday, March 22, 2010
My family knows me so well I haven't seen D, one of my Australian cousins, since I was in Australia almost four years ago. Now she's on a world trip and has included a stop in Copenhagen to come and see me.
D: It's been such a long time, so I wasn't sure what to bring. I asked myself, "What does Annie like? And then it came to me: Alcohol! Remember when you chased my cat through the living room after you were out with friends in Sydney?"
Then she proceeded to hand me a bottle of champagne.
The internet was made to reinforce my misanthropy I have developped an obsession with etiquette advice columns such as Dear Prudence and Social Q. Those columns reassure me that there are people in the universe with even pettier grievances than me. I'm still amazed that they get riled up enough to write to complete strangers about their babies being excluded from dinner party invitations. That's what sets the pros apart. Me? I'm lacking focus (plus, I want to preserve my amateur status for the Olympics, wait, they've just ended? Dang!).
The comment section of Dear Prudence is the cherry on top. I love the obnoxious commenters whose spouses and friends probably deal by penning letters to other etiquette columnists themselves. It's the internet equivalent of reality TV: you can't help but feel better when there's people who don't know that accept and except are spelt differently. Internet, I am silently judging you. Emphasis on silently.