Lunch at Sally's

I finally got to meet Gala for brunch today. Yay! About time, huh? Considering we've been trying to get together since January. Oh well, we're adults, it happens. It's just so ironic when you think about it, though. I saw the woman more when I lived 500 miles away!

Anyway, of course we had amazing conversation. We shared some intimate details of our lives (oh come on, we're women, like we wouldn't do that) and, surprisingly, sex didn't come up at all! Relationships in general only ate up about 10 minutes. Dang, I guess we really are adults. Bummer.

The conversation quickly moved on to our shared passions: youth and race. I'm so lucky to have friends who use their brains and actually want to discuss issues that truly pertain to our lives. Granted, a little Rhianna gossip doesn't hurt anyone (except Rhianna, but she's not a close personal friend of mine. Besides, even though it is completely immoral, at least I'm not rakin in the dough from my leaked photos, right? Morality. Damn you dad! Why did you have to raise me as me?!), but I much prefer to investigate life as an ongoing process, like a trip down the Nile, rather than a stagnant, mosquito-filled kiddie pool. Who the hell wants to just get their ankles wet when they could potentially have a cool ass pirahna scar? Seriously.

Gala is always an enlightening force in my life. That's wh I love her. She's so damn smart, but not in that elitist way, ahem, TE!! :-) Honestly, though, I really am bothered when people feel the need to tattoo their ACT score on their foreheads. Really, people? You're thoughts and actions can't act as a megaphone? Maybe you're not as learned (that's learn-ed, not learn'd) as you want us all to think. I know I sure the fuck am not. I pretend, though I get called out (thanks, friends). It's all good, though. I like knowing the people I surround myself with are smarter, more experienced, and more passionate than me, or at least comparable to me. It's an incentive, right James?

Ok, time to pull on my mucklucks and troop across the M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I. I want to go to this "Coffee Talk" about graffiti and it's effects on the economy, then off to see Joel McHale (it's ok, be jealous) tonight with Jane and Jeff!