Today's rambling: Frampton! And other things
Written on Saturday, Jul. 05, 2003 at 2:21 a.m.
while feeling a bit

Peter Frampton played at the Philadelphia 4th of July celebration. I always thought he was kinda cute in pictures of his younger self. And "Show Me The Way" is a cool song. Actually, he still looks pretty good for an older guy! Robert Plant, who used to be one sexy piece of man, looks so bleh now. It's good to know that some men age nicely. ;) I guess I'd rather be moderately pretty in my youth and age gracefully than be stunningly beautiful and then age horribly.

However, I still giggled at Peter as he played his guitar. Not because of him, but because guitar players always make me laugh. I love watching their facial expressions, and the way it looks as though they're talking to their guitar sometimes. At one point it looked almost as though Peter was laughing in a large-toothed sort of way (I know, my powers of description are astounding), and I couldn't stop giggling.

The parade that came before all the musical talents was only mediocre. There was this one group of 'dancers' called Versatile (at least, that's how it was pronounced; I know it wasn't spelled that way) and they SUCKED. I guess they were supposed to be hip hop dancers or something, but they didn't even look as though they'd rehearsed whatever it was they were doing. There were a few guys standing off to the side as a couple in the middle did a flip or two, but you'd think they might have been dancing a little bit just to make things seem more...I don't know. Professional. Instead, I just sat there and watched them in disbelief, wondering if they'd somehow sneaked into the parade when no one was watching.

The woman picked to sing the National Anthem made the talent of those guys seem phenomenal, though. Oh my goodness, she was so unbelievably wretched! One of my anthem pet peeves is that everyone who sings it has to stuff in all these Whitney Houston-esque things (do you know what I'm talking about? Like when she's singing "I Will Always Love You")...and the song sounds just fine when it's sung normally! I mean, one or two changes is okay, but people just go overboard with it, as though they think the louder and more waily they get, the more impressive the song will be! So anyway, not only did this woman do all those things I just mentioned, but she literally SCREECHED the last few words. Screeched them. As in, she sounded like a cat whose tail had been stepped upon. I've never heard anything so bad. I'd even take Roseanne's version over what I heard tonight. Seriously. It was that bad. I found myself wondering how much she had to pay people to let her sing that.

Anyway, that's my review of the July 4th festivities. The National Constitution Center opened today for the first time. I, being a geek, want to go to that place very very much. Not that I've ever had the slightest interest in our Constitution, but it looks really neat inside, from what I've seen on TV! I could have my picture taken next to one of those statues, though cameras probably aren't permitted inside...But come on! It's not all THAT far away, and I'm sure I could persuade Geoff to take me one of these days! Hee hee...he's so useful.

Tonight, I cut out the pattern pieces for my first sewing project! It's just a very simple skirt with an elastic waist (as I mentioned in the last entry, I think), but thus far I think I've done everything okay. :P I was so excited that I would have liked to just start right in on the sewing, but a)It was 1 am by that point, and b)I need to buy pinking shears so I can finish the edges first. X_X I'd forgotten to buy them today when Mom and I went out shopping. But we have to take my laptop in to Gateway tomorrow anyway, so I'm going to see if she won't take me over to WalMart. And then I'll be able to sew like crazy!

I also went shopping at American Eagle today, spending all but $5.08 on my $50 gift card. All I bought were 3 shirts and a few more pairs of underwear...oh yeah, and some nifty lip gloss stuff. But that was it! Ah well, it was worth it. My only problem with shopping there is that the company's popular enough that I'm bound to run into some other girl wearing the same shirt as me, and that's just embarrassing for some reason. When I was down in Florida getting Geoff's birthday present, I ran into this 12- or 13-year old girl who was wearing the same "Pretty Kitty Pet Grooming" shirt that I was wearing. Hehe...when you're younger like that, the messages on these shirts just seem more innocent than when you're past puberty. :P If she'd been wearing the "Pirate's Booty" shirt, then I would have REALLY found it amusing. As it was, I just avoided her like the weirdo I am.

I need to start exercising. The only pair of jeans that I own that looks relatively decent on me now are the bootcut pair with the leather fringe belt thingie sewn on it. Or maybe I'm just hyper sensitive. But augh, I HATE my lower half! Up top, I've got a large-ish chest but this great tiny waist, so everything looks really good (tho my arms could use toning). I'd go around wearing tight shirts if I could, but doing so draws so much notice to my bum-hips-tummy area. I don't mind having wide hips. That would be bearable, if only I could get rid of the stomach and bum! I'm not asking for a perfectly flat stomach; that looks unnatural anyway. But slimmer would be nice! So I need to force myself to go out walking and biking and whatever else will eat up a few calories. Unfortunately, it's going to be 90+ degrees for the rest of the weekend, with who knows HOW much humidity...so I'm not setting foot outside this apartment unless I need to. I should do as I'd promised myself and whip out that Tae-Bo video...

Speaking of 'whipping out'...Tim told me a few days ago that he'd wanted Geoff to stop by an 'adult store' on his way up here (on the 30th) to get me some kind of gag gift (such as a vibrator). I am SOOO glad Geoff had the sense not to do it. I can joke about sexually-oriented things (to an extent), but to give me a sex toy would just be so humiliating to me! And then Tim said something about getting a stripper. I flatly told him that I'd kick the guy out if one was actually sent to my door. In response, Tim said he'd just have someone come over to their apartment while I was visiting. "Well, I wouldn't be staying," I informed him.

Yes, Tim is a pig. Not unbearably so, usually, but he is. He just didn't understand why I would think a stripper was disgusting. But I do. I have no respect for people who do that kind of stuff, I don't get a thrill out of pornography, and you would never ever catch me in a strip club. If I ever get married and someone thinks of hiring a stripper for the bachelorette party, I'll walk out. Maybe it's being a prude, but there really ISN'T any reason to watch that kind of stuff. At any rate, I got so angry with him because he was making fun of me for thinking that strippers are disgusting. I paint him so horribly in this diary, I know. He really ISN'T that bad to be around, most of the time...I only seem to want to talk about him when he's ticked me off, though!

I think Geoff has the same basic belief as Tim, that porn isn't a bad thing. Not that I'm saying he watches it (I've never asked and don't plan to), but if I were to tell him the story of what Tim said, Geoff would inundate me with logicality. His arguments are always so full of common sense (or things that sound like common sense), and always sound so well thought-out, that it's hard for an emotional person like me to think of a rebuttal! I'm never able to think up logical responses in an argument. I get so fired up that all I can think of is "You're wrong!" and as we all know, that never gets very far. :P

So anyway, that's it. The 'logical' thing for me to do right now is go to bed. I'm certainly tired enough to do so! My mind's too wound up to sleep right now, though, so I guess I'll find something to do for a little while.