Friday, January 20, 2012

Locked Out!

Okay, so about an hour ago, I came back from a piano lesson. This blog isn't so much about the actual lesson as it is about what happened before it.

So I was driven to my piano teacher's place, and I went up to her door and rang the doorbell. Her two Malteses noticed me and started barking. I stood there for a minute, waiting for something to happen, but I didn't see anyone. I thought, Okay, maybe she's taking a nap and she didn't expect me for some reason? (That happens sometimes, but I usually am still able to get in fairly quickly.)
Right after I've been waiting for another minute, she - my piano teacher - PRACTICALLY PASSES RIGHT BY ME. And there were these two HUGE windows by her door, so I was just like, "HOW ARE YOU NOT NOTICING ME, WOMAN?!" Keep in mind, the dogs are still barking.
I ring the doorbell again. No effect.
After waiting another minute or two for her to realize that I had rung her doorbell twice, I finally knock the door, and finally she notices me.
The End.

Hmm...doesn't seem as entertaining on a blog as it was when it actually happened. Ah, well. C'est la vie.

Estmund: You do realize that by speaking French, you're just showing off?
Me: ...Really Estmund? You're telling me that I'm showing off?
Estmund: *nods* Yes.
Me: And I suppose that whenever you show off your super-strength to -
Estmund: DON'T SPOIL IT.
Me: - I was going to say "that Special Someone." What, you thought I was going to reveal his or her name?
Estmund: I worry! Your mouth is bigger than your brain, and your brain contains at least a population of 150 people, and bajillions more flora and fauna.
Me: Tou - wait. Never mind. You actually know how to keep secrets.
Estmund: That's right.
Me: Right.
Chui: What is going on here?
Me: Oh, God.
Chui: Estmund, quit plaguing her mind with lies.
Estmund: I'm not even doing anything. She and I are just having a nice, harmless conversation -
Chui: I beg to differ. Your time in prison makes you a bad influence.
Estmund: Zetsa (*author of this blog not revealing her real name for the sake of the Interwebs*), I think I just found someone with a bigger mouth than you.
Me: Chui's actually supposed to be more reticent than that...
Mr. Bello: YO MOMMA VOCAB!
Me: HOW DID YOU GET HERE?!
Writing Tips of the Day Voice: DON'T USE ALL CAPS AND LOTS OF EXCLAMATION POINTS TO EMPHASIZE YOUR ASSERTIONS!!!
Me: What the what?
Molly: BRITISH!
Estmund: You're losing control, kid! STOP TYPING! STOP TYPING!!
Me: I CAN'T.
Estmund: Why?
Space Core: Spacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespacespace...
Me: How did Portal 2 get in here?
GLaDOS: Sometimes the best solution is the easiest.
Me: Umm...okay...me stop-y the type-y now...

2 comments:

  1. "Molly: BRITISH!"
    :3
    I love how hectic it gets with all the voices :D
    I think it's great how you censor your name for the internet but Mr.Bello is fairgame XD
    seriously though, co-op blogpost, it'll be great

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  2. Sure. :)
    I'll send you a message to get started on it. :)

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