Monday, February 16, 2009

And, in other news, Nathan has an itchy rash!

It's almost here--that internet phenomenon known as Blogshare! If you're unfamiliar with the concept, this is the brainchild of the lovely and talented -R-, wherein bloggers across the 'sphere publish posts written anonymously by different bloggers. So, on Wednesday, you will find an anonypost here, and my own anonymous ramblings will be pushlished elsewhere. Where? I'm not saying. You'll have to try and guess. A list of participating blogs will be published along with the posts, so you can spend an entire day reading what will undoubtedly be a whole bunch of funny, sad, heartrending, ridiculous "confessions."

I spent Valentine's Day in the most pathetic way possible, on the face of it. I had lunch with my middle-aged cat lady friends, and dinner with the "Nensa" nerds. It's almost poetic, isn't it? (Though, I must say, it was the most enjoyable "Nensa" meeting I've attended...one of the members was on "Peojardy" a couple of months ago, and she talked about the audition process before we watched a tape of her episode. I now have a new goal in life--I want to be on "Peojardy," too.)

Strangely, I got more chocolates this year than one person really needs. From: the owner of the company I work for (it's a tradition), my direct boss, her son (I'm guessing--they were left on my desk while I was out Friday afternoon, and he often adds to his mom's contribution), and two of my cat lady friends. A nice haul! Including an old-fashioned candy lipstick. I didn't know they still made those. I mean...don't today's young girls start troweling on the makeup like little prostitutes at an early age, leaving no need for candy beauty products? Heh.

I had lunch yesterday with Mr. Short Term. (Calm down--it's no more serious than it ever was.) And to prove it, I'm email chatting with a few different guys, as well. One of whom is, I believe, clinically insane. Good thing he doesn't have my real name or number. One other of whom I believe I've mentioned before--the nice guy still not quite divorced. The two of us are having quite an extended, enjoyable email relationship. We've exchanged over 100 messages in the last three weeks or so, and we've even tackled religion and politics without pissing each other off. No plans to meet, or anything...I think at this point he just needs someone to talk to, as he navigates the tricky field of returning to the dating world. A world he never really inhabited, actually...he married the third girl he dated, and the first girl he went out with more than twice. To someone who's been dating since the Reagan administration without ever making it down the aisle, that's just...wow. Anyway, I enjoy talking to him. He's very articulate and well-spoken. (Well-typed?)

And who's this Nathan, I hear you asking? Oh, just some poor shlub who called a wrong number early this morning (mine), and left a detailed message for his employer on the machine. A "work-related" rash requiring a visit this morning to the dermatologist? And co-worker "Chris" is having the same symtoms? Hmm.... Fortunately, he left a number, so I was able to call him back and let him know his message went awry. Didn't want the poor guy to be fired, after all. Isn't an itchy rash on a Monday morning enough to deal with? He seemed a bit embarrassed. I would, too, if I'd just told a total stranger the details of my dermatological private life.

And with that, I'm off to scratch my own rash. Or, you know, do some work. Whichever.

11 comments:

3carnations said...

If you call Nathan again later, could you please let him know that I hope his rash is doing better? Oh, you're not calling him again? Never mind...

Whiskeymarie said...

It would be hilarious to check in on Nathan, like 3carn said. Just to let him know that we all care how his itchy rash is doing. Send him my love.
;)

Sauntering Soul said...

Maybe Nathan is single and looking? But I doubt you're looking for anyone with an itchy rash.

thecoconutdiaries said...

How did you begin that conversation? "Is Nathan home? No, the one with the rash."

Stinkypaw said...

So nice of you to let Nathan know he had dialed a wrong number. I'm sure you got a little kick out of the fact you were somewhat embarassing him, despite "saving" his job... Hee. I would have, but then again I'm mean. ;-)

Stefanie said...

I'm a little surprised being on "Peojardy" wasn't ALREADY one of your life's goals! I totally would have thought that was on the list.

lizgwiz said...

3car, as tempting as it is...I think I'll leave him alone. ;)

whiskey, I can imagine the conversation: "Nathan, my blog readers want to know how you're doing." Hee.

ss, yeah...I think I can live without an itchy rash guy.

coco, well, fortunately he answered the phone "this is Nathan," so I didn't have do too much asking around. ;)

stinky, it was kind of funny. :)

stef, I'm never home during the day to watch it, so I'd kind of forgotten that I would, indeed, like to be on it. ;)

3carnations said...

Peojardy is on at 7:30 at night here. Maybe 7:30 is during the day to you...To me, the day is nearing an end at that time. ;-)

lizgwiz said...

3car, "Peojardy" is on at 4:00 here.

nancypearlwannabe said...

You are a very sweet woman, Liz, calling poor Nathan to let him know that you now know about his rashy problems. And then writing about it on the internet to amuse us. Wee!

lizgwiz said...

Yesterday I had a total of FOUR wrong numbers leave messages on my machine. (Three were just a boring "sorry, wrong number."

So far today, I've had a message from "Jim" in one of the suburbs, asking for my help in "moving a house."

WHO IS WANTONLY GIVING OUT MY NUMBER? This is crazy.