2.05.2006

Take Me Out

We are going to try this again. This is the disappearing post from late Friday night. You can read my woe is me I've been hacked post below.

Can’t take me anywhere; I’m just a miserable person I guess. I went out after class with someone who has been around for awhile repeatedly asking me to go out.

So if you're lonely, You know i'm here waiting for you, I'm just a crosshair, I'm just a shot away from you - And if you leave here - You leave me broken shattered alive - I'm just a crosshair - I'm just a shot..then we can die - Ooohahhhhh

He told wanted to take me to this place near school which supposedly had the best soup in the city; it was chilly and I figured it was cool as I like soup because it's often loaded with vegetables; that in addition to the fact I hadnt eaten all day.

I know I wont be leaving here with you - I say don't you know - You say you don't know - I say... take me out - I say you don't show - Don't move time is slow - I say... take me out - I say you don't know - You say you don't go - I say... take me out -
He said maybe we could go somewhere else afterwards, or not, it was up to me. So we head to the king of soups place. He is a nice guy; smart enough though not brilliant, tall enough with white teeth. I was hungry, starving really. I was waiting to devour the only real food in twenty four hours, so when the much celebrated soup arrived and appeared to have a coating of grease on top I was kind of disappointed. No, more than disappointed as who in the heck can eat a bowl of liquid with little circlets of obvious fat floating around in it?

I know I wont be leaving here - (with you)- I know I wont be leaving here - I know I wont be leaving here (with you)- I know I wont be leaving here with you -

Greasy fat, and the fact that this guy actually made sort of a slurping sound while eating his soup, ( I think he thought it was actually kind of cute), made me wish I was home in bed eating chocolate ice cream. Again, stick with your gut feelings, and I don’t mean the gurgling instigated by hunger.
I say don't you know - You say you don't know - I say... take me out - If I move this could die - Eyes move this can die - C'mon...take me out -
He must have noticed my discomfiture, and culinary dissatisfaction (with at the very least the soup, and at the very most him and his noisy soup slurping habit, he is pretty smart I hear) because after he ate the soup (I didn’t I ended up ordering a lame salad which this place was definitely not noted for) he says, “I guess you don’t want to go catch a movie or something huh”. I’m pretty transparent that way, and that’s a good thing, It helps prevents misunderstandings.
I know I won't be leaving here (with you) - I know I wont be leaving here - I know I wont be leaving here (with you) - I know I wont be leaving here - (with you)
So he walked me to the violin man’s apartment where I made stuffed eggplant and pigged out. Yeah I always end up back here relatively safe and protected. Or not.

I missed Mozart’s birthday last week; someone could have reminded me!! I so like to dance in the dark on the top of the piano on that day. Too bad I had to miss that. Once it’s over it’s over though there is no going back.

Most humorous Blog winner Dedd; I hope dedd's hedd doesn't get too large.

I'm renting at Croakers...cuz he begged. Yup, he also offered when I was in the slums of life and no one would rent to me so he is like head of the cooper humanitarian effort so go say hey to him. He is having a bad month. Do not be mean to him because he blog battles or whatever the hell that is they do there. His real name isn’t croaker in case you were wondering.

Pia has made me queen of modified comments and she is buying me a country ( or getting one of her past lovers to get me one) so that I have something worthy to rule. She is special like that. Also her writing is getting better every day maybe because she has a new computer( which someone had better go over and help her work on as computers do not seem to be her specialty). Some people always need maids of one kind or another don't feel bad Pia. You can write we don’t expect you to know anything about the simple things. ;)

Bless Mizzy Bohem for looking for me all weekend and Wombat for cursing my hacker smakers.

Shayna has some chick trying to get into her pant. Literally.

More of are dying every day in Iraq....and Darfur has not gone away despite some rhethoric over the last few days, so as they lay dying don’t get your panties in to great a knot of anticipation waiting to see if Mariah the pariah gets her due. Hey, sit on front of the TV and enjoy your bowl game the commercials at least are entertaining and even once in a great while clever and original.

Speaking of Iraq I was wondering what ever happened to this guy? Last spring he asked me a question in my blog or maybe it was in my email and I answered it here and then some time later he disappeared. It was probably the first time I wrote some long serious thing that actually made sense and bless his little heart he treated me like an adult not some idiotic nineteen year old female.

I hope he comes back soon and lets us know he is alright. Here is to AHS Milblogger. May you come home safe and sound dude and if not hell with them all.
all red italicized lyrics compliments of Franz Ferdinand or whoever wrote and owns their shit. ;)

26 Comments:

Anonymous pia said...

Was going to simply comploment you on your better than incredible post

Soup slurping men; brilliant

Then I read your paragraph and me and copied it, yes I can do that, because it made me laugh so much

Thanks for making my superbowl eve--one of my favorite nights of the year because I hate football and it ends

2/05/2006 05:22:00 PM  
Blogger Tom & Icy said...

That was a really good post with the play on words. Several points struck me deep, particularly first impressions and the funny ironic part of King Soup having grease skim. Life can be very decieving in this Wonderland of life, or not.
There was a worm attack this weekend that they warned us about which was passed through emails and activated Saturday and again March 3. It erases documents on your computer.

2/05/2006 06:41:00 PM  
Blogger EsotericWombat said...

I need to spin some Franz Ferdinand now. Once that song enters the hipster brain it does not leave. Until it does.

Loving the lyrics and the tautology

2/05/2006 07:16:00 PM  
Anonymous shayna said...

:( I was a part of this post and now I'm not good enough??? What a girl sticking her hand down my pants is worth cutting out of your post? The nerve... LOL! ;)

yeah... I had it with blogger and that is ONE reason I switched over to WP... If you are looking for hosting, setup and design... i highly recommend www.ewebscapes.com. They designed Pia's blog as well. :)

2/05/2006 10:04:00 PM  
Blogger The ZenFo Pro said...

Oh now I thought I went on bad first dates :)

Soup?!? At least he could've skipped the slurping part...who thinks that's cute? That's just bad manners.

Yeah blogger was a bitch and a half this weekend. They apparently had some kind of sys. wide crash. At least no permanent damage.

2/05/2006 10:20:00 PM  
Blogger Doug said...

The best thing about early elderliness is bad dates are few and far between. I hope someone will pass along this advice: Never brag on the restaurant before the date and don't slurp. Oh, and wear pants.

2/05/2006 10:40:00 PM  
Blogger Alice: In Wonderland or Not said...

Pia: Sadly, I am brilliant he is not. ;)

Little White Dog: Playing with words I like worms I don't. Thanks for the visit.

Wombat: I always loved their intense androgyny and the harsh staccato of that song.

zenpro: well, it wasn't exactly a date more like one step up from " going for coffee”. I have had more bad first dates than good ones. Yea but I'm the only one that had people directed to get a better blogging platform by going to wordpress.

shayna: I had several copies of this thing as blogger ate it three times before I gave up and then ended up being down all weekend. I’ve replaced it. ;)

Yea I already have a host and wordpress and a site and am looking for a designer. I have three domain names and will just redirect wonderlandornot.com to wonderland.net
It will take awhile I'm a little short on time.

Doug: In this case the only thing that would have actually made it better was if he had not worn pants. But you knew I was going to say that didn’t you?

2/05/2006 10:48:00 PM  
Blogger bell said...

As usual, your post is life affirming and humanizing in some unexpected way. I am glad you ended up with violin man in a safe place where you could eat in comfort and not on some extended excursion with soup man. Bless him for trying, and thank god he failed – for whatever reason.
Yes, stick with your gut feelings… and transparency, I have always considered it a skill that trumps persona every time.
“I say you don’t know; you say I don’t know” I say be yourself. And it would seem you can’t be anything else, which I think is cause for great celebration, because we all like you so.

2/05/2006 11:01:00 PM  
Blogger Miz BoheMia said...

Slurping and any loud chewing noises are like nails on a chalkboard to me! Even Loverboy understands that if eating a food that is unavoidably "noisy" when chewed, I cannot sit next to him until it is done, DONE I SAY!

No bohemians cannot tolerate slurping and applaud you for making it through such an ordeal.

Thanks for blessing me... yes, blogger and the disappearance of this here, your site, or not, had me in a tizzy! And when bohemians are in a tizzy... watch out! Alices everywhere will then receive frantic emails from bohemians, panicked, distraught, lost, pulling out their hair and shrieking WHY GOD WHY!!!!

Ah! It feels good to be dramatic one again in the world of Lady Alicia!

2/05/2006 11:01:00 PM  
Anonymous weirsdo said...

I'm so sorry about the hacking!
For some reason the greasy soup slurper reminds me of a bad poet I once went out with mainly because he had been in a car accident and I felt sorry for him. His poetry had an effect on me similar to the soup's on you. I was not attracted, and had hoped at least to be able to say nice things about the poetry . . .

2/05/2006 11:32:00 PM  
Blogger Indeterminacy said...

Guess things have gone downhill since the soup nazi closed up shop and moved to Argentina.

2/06/2006 04:32:00 AM  
Blogger RuKsaK said...

That post was about the most well-written up date/non-date description I've ever heard.

2/06/2006 05:42:00 AM  
Anonymous joeg said...

I have heard that the soup Nazi leaving has caused quite a void.

After reading you for some time I have no doubt that you are pretty transparent and not willing to pretend just to be in the company of someone of the opposite sex.

I am pleased you are back up and will gladly follow you wherever you end up.

Pretty interesting description of NY and DC you wrote for that ahs milhouse blogger too. Pretty dead n too.


as always joe g

2/06/2006 11:13:00 AM  
Blogger Leigh said...

Oops, I was well aware that it was Mozart's 250th birthday...sorry I reminded one of my friends, but didn't think anyone else cared.

At least you survived the soup date! hehehe

2/06/2006 01:26:00 PM  
Blogger SeizeTheNite said...

Sounds to me like you let the slurper off a little too easy!!

2/06/2006 01:40:00 PM  
Blogger Sar said...

Yay you're back! That was really weird. You may have been back for awhile, so if you have, I apologize for not figuring it out sooner.

Sorry the date didn't go well and that you were faced with such blechy soup! *sending Alice my delicious homemade split pea soup*

2/06/2006 03:47:00 PM  
Blogger I.M. Dedd said...

I was going to comment, but I forgot what I was going to say, cuz I banged my big head coming in here. :}

2/06/2006 07:32:00 PM  
Blogger Bennet said...

Yuck...soup slurpping is quite rude....

You should have used a straw, and blew bubbles in it...Then you could have puked in it...then compared the likeness to the soup before..

Noooo..nevermind.

2/06/2006 11:33:00 PM  
Blogger Alice: In Wonderland or Not said...

Bell: you and I both know about gut feelings it seems.

Mizzy: Wonderland is quite unstable these days though. I imagine you would have maybe kicked the dude or maybe even slapped the spoon out of his hand yes?

Weirsdo:I know, if ya can’t at least enjoy the poetry/soup what’s the point?

Indie: lol

Ruksak: You heard that ruk?????? Damn I’m good.

Joeg: thanks you freaky stalker like person you.

Leigh: seriously I missed getting a hold of a couple of free concert things that were offered online just for the day.
It’s ok though, he will have another birthday next year.

Seizethenight: I just wanted to let him off, as you can guess.

Sar: I’ll take the soup anytime. Oh I know, for shame that “ someone with a real life” didn’t know that Alice was back online. No shoes for you this month my pretty.

Dedd: ;)

Bennett: All that fluid floating around in space ,,,,, ewww not into the straw thing either. Hanging around in the galactica environment I wouldn’t think you’d like it either.

2/06/2006 11:52:00 PM  
Blogger Miz BoheMia said...

God knows what I would have done! Escaped, hid in the bathroom until I figured he'd be done with the soup, but damn right I'd wanna kick him!

We once invited one of our monk friends to lunch... no mention as to which one 'cause I love the guy... but he ate hunched over, slurping and making so much noise as he vacuumed the food into his mouth and after lunch he kept farting...

Loverboy held my leg down, why, who knows, maybe he thought the same as you... but I behaved, I did... and I did spend quite some time in the bathroom during his noisy and smelly meal... He was lucky he was a monk and that I liked him.

I did however, go ballistic on some guy who kept chewing some gum loudly, behind me, during a final back in high school. I should have kicked him to boot. Yes, I should have...

2/07/2006 03:47:00 AM  
Blogger mojo shivers said...

I've decided that your site is like the great melting pot for bloggers. We need to get you a creed reminescent of the Statue of Liberty's...

2/07/2006 10:21:00 AM  
Blogger Alice: In Wonderland or Not said...

Mizzy B: I can only imagine what you would have done.

MoJo: Youu work on it I'm just trying to survive with blogger trying to crush me to crap.

2/07/2006 12:19:00 PM  
Blogger Croaker said...

I don't believe I begged. I just thought I should get some better quality renters but I am glad you took me up on it.

2/07/2006 10:02:00 PM  
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