Northern Sterotypes

One of the many stereotypes I have been confronted with down here is the notion that all northerners are health freaks. I guess it's not really a bad thing for someone to assume you eat healthy, but when it is said as such: "did you offer Adrienne any? Oh, wait, she's from the north so she probably doesn't eat fries" it kind of seems like a bad thing. Now in this particular instance, I just happen to not like french fries, is it because I am from the north? I don't think so.

I really don't know what it is about me, but people were making vegetarian assumptions about me up north as well. I fear now that whatever vibe I had up north has now combined with the assumption that all northerners don't like red meat or fried food and people across the fine state of Georgia are going to take me as a anemic veggie lover.

Be honest, do I come off as a vegetarian?

A Southern Experience

Last night I got to live the life of a true LaGranger.

First we bar hopped through LaGrange which was great, but the ultimate experience was heading to the strip club. Holler.

Honestly, it was not as grody as I imagined it to be. The girls weren't all that old and they didn't do all that crazy of shit, and they were very polite; they thanked me for every dollar I gave them.
Regardless, I still recommend the experience for everyone. It is a good time for all.

This experience receives 4 stars on Adriennes Things To Do in Georgia Checklist.

Stop the presses

Believe it or not... but just last night I was told, "You don't seem awkward".

You heard it here first, the people of Georgia believe me to be normal.

But with every high there is a low...

I volunteered to work at the LaGrange Art Museum today for a couple hours and this kid Jake was there. Jake worked at the deli so I haven't seen him since I quit.
He comes up to me and is all like, "What are you doing here?" and I explain how I had some free time and figured I should get involved with the museum to which he responds, "Sounds like you have no friends to me"

Tell it like it is why don't ya? Just call me out.

epic fail

SO I saw my favorite band everr last night and it was AWESOME.
There is a whole lot to the story but the main, biggest fail, part of my story is that I actually stood next to Scott Hutchison, the lead singer, and I didn't have the balls to say hello.
Rather, I had my picture taken with his back.
Really. I stood next to, basically the love of my life, and could have just said "hey, you are awesome, I love your music" but instead I chose an awkward (blurry) picture of me and his back.

This is the lead singer (I am behind the camera shitting my pants at this point)
This is me standing awkwardly behind him. We did accidentally bump into each other but I was too shy to do anything. FAIL.
This is him on stage being AWESOME.

this would be my life

So one of my top five favorite bands is playing in Athens, GA tomorrow night.
I am pretty pumped. I was supposed to go see them play this Friday up in Boston but as you know, I ended up moving to Georgia so as a result I had to sell my tickets and bitch and moan about how I was missing yet another great concert because of this move.

Well, the music gods have smiled down upon me and have given me the opportunity to watch Frightened Rabbit. The show is about 2 1/2 hours away so I have decided it was finally time to make use of my couchsurfing account and find a place to crash so I didn't have to drive all night afterwards. So this house of people (2 guys, 2 girls) have offered to take me in. They seem pretty cool, two of them are in a band and they said they will probably be jammin' out by the time I get over. I'm pumped. New friends.

And now for the "Adrienne" part of the story- this is where my life gets awkward.
So it was this guy who found out about the show for me and I was really on the fence about going with him so when he first brought it up I did my best to avoid seeming like I wanted to go. But, when push came to shove the fact of the matter is, I want to see this band.
This put me in an awkward situation because I knew I couldn't go without him because he might find out and since it was his idea that would be a dick move so I bit the bullet and invited him along. That was before I knew how far away it was. He informed me and told me we might have to get a room for the night.
That's when I reverted back to acting like I didn't really want to go anymore. But, when push came to shove, the fact of the matter is, I want to see this band.
This put me in an awkward situation because I said I wanted to go but the prospect of spending the night in a hotel room with a guy who I only kind of know worried me. That's when couchsurfing came in. If I'm going to spend the night with someone I only kind of know, I mine as well spend the night with complete strangers.
And so it is.

Anyways, so basically the main thing here is that this guy I am going with very well might have a crush on me and I don't really know what to do with this.
I do kind of find him attractive despite his ginger qualities (and the fact that he always wears a hat and I suspect hair loss may be involved... i know its totally a dick thing to judge on so I am embarrassed to admit that it may bother me ) but the fact of the matter is, Adrienne does not want to be tied down. Adrienne needs to be free. Adrienne sees a world of possibilities and now is not the time to narrow them down.

Long story short, I see nothing but awkwardness coming out of this little road trip. Can't wait.

Adrienne 101

So... I went to Orlando this past weekend for a NCAA conference.

I loved it. It was a lot of fun. I was actually in a situation where making friends was easy because no one knew anyone and all I had to do was use a little of that Adrienne charm to woo over these new people.
This was good for me but unfortunate for Janine and Katie, the two women I ended up spending a lot of free time with.

See, the thing with people is no one wants to be alone in a big group- as I know all too well. The more introverted people tend to hang back and wait for other people to initiate conversation. In the case of this weekend, these such people were my prey. I was looking to make friends and I knew these people were the easiest targets. So I make a few jokes, smile and nod, and just schmooze about and before you know it, Janine, Katie and I are heading to Disney World for a night of fun and adventure.

The poor girls didn't know what was about top hit them. For the first time in weeks I felt the freedom to just let loose and be myself (a.k.a. crazy). They were about to get a crash course on what life with Adrienne entails.
Before you knew it I was dancing in the streets, singing Disney songs and over all making a spectacle of myself. The hour and a half wait for Space Mountain was the cherry on top because I was making fast friends with the teenage emo kids behind us. May my new friends have been embarrassed? Maybe. We're they too polite to call me out on it? For sure.

Oh, and I met Miley Cyrus because she was staying at the same hotel. Sa-weet.

coughing for the socially awkward

So, I ended up hanging out with Julie again tonight and going to her friends house who was the same friend from trivia the other night.
We were all hanging out and I was pretty happy I went over because at first I felt like it was a pity invite but after having a solid conversation with Julie about Project Runway I felt like I just might be good company, no pity needed.

Around 12:30 Julie and her boyfriend decided to leave so I grabbed my purse to head home as well. Brian, Julies friend, walked us all out side and Julie and her boyfriend got in their car and Brian and I started talking.
We get to talking and time is going by and I start to get cold, so I invite myself back into his house and we go in and get to talking inside.
So we're having a pleasant time but then I feel a coughing fit coming on. See, I had this cold earlier in the week and I am at the very end of it right now so I am at the point we're I am coughing a lot and can't really control it. No big deal. So anyways, this tickling feeling just starts to creep up in my throat and I know a fit is on its way so I quickly tell him I have to go and we say goodnight and I go.
I get in my car, I cough a bit, I drive home; my coughing fit is over. Now I'm sitting in my room thinking, "did I really just leave because I was embarrassed to cough in front of this person?"
Yes, yes I did.

plan A and plan B

I am supposed to go to a haunted house tonight but in the event that those plans fall through I already have a back-up plan.

One bottle of red wine and new tooth paste that claims on the label to "remove stains caused by red wine".

I'll let you know how it goes.

trivia night

So I went to trivia tonight with my bff, head coach Julie, her boyfriend and one of their friends.

Last time they invited me out to play trivia with them and their friends I went through all the trouble of putting on jeans, making my hair somewhat presentable and even slopping on a stroke or two of mascara only to find that their friends were an older couple in their mid to late 50's and Julie was in sweats and overall there was no reason for me to try so hard. So, I took my first night at trivia as a lesson to be learned on not trying. Not a hard lesson to teach me.
As a result, tonight I didn't try. When I got the invite to go out to trivia I was sitting on my couch in dirty sweats that are a touch too short, a shirt I've been wearing to bed for the past week and my hair in a sloppy bun that had gone from sloppy to whats the point? My eyes had that tired look that most people get at this point of a cold where the cold is finally on its way out but the past three nights have been hell. I made the executive decision that this was good enough. This is just how Adrienne looks when Adrienne doesn't try. You've all seen it and accepted it, mostly because you have to.
Well, lo and behold, I get to trivia and Julie's all dressed nice and her friend isn't an older couple but rather a cute guy and I'm walking in 20 minutes late dressed like a dirty fuck.
Sorry I was late, I was just getting ready...

You win some, you lose some.

fall break and wal-mart wine

So this evening begins fall break down here at LaGrange.

Originally I was super pumped for a few days off until I realized that
a. I still need to go into the office tomorrow and Friday
b. of the very limited amount of friends I do have, all except my roommate and the head coach have gone home far away till Sunday
c. my roommate is more than likely heading to Atlanta tomorrow to spend the weekend with family friends

a.k.a. I am by my lonesome all weekend : (

So then I got kind of excited at the prospect of having a weekend to myself.
I can get drunk drinking wine by myself while watching the tv without worrying that I am offending my roommate. As a result of drinking wine by myself while watching tv, I can talk to and yell at the tv without worrying that I am offending my roommate and lastly, I can hold drunken dance parties in the common room with out worrying that I am offending my roommate.

Looks like I might be heading to Wal-Mart to pick up another bottle or two of $3 wine...

realizations

It has come to my attention that I have just as many friends on facebooks' countrylife as I do down here in Georgia and guess what, I don't even have enough friends on countrylife to move on to the next level....

what does this mean?

puzzle time

So I haven't posted in a while because the excitement of being in a new place and meeting new people had come to an end. I don't really know when and if my social network will ever be expanding down here so for the time being I have comforted myself with the internet and puzzles.

Today, during my daily web surfing time, I stumbled upon an amazing web-site that will fulfill both my need to be on the internet and my need to work on my puzzles all at the same time.

http://www.jigsawplanet.com

Amazing, I no longer need to leave my room ever. Who needs a social life when I have all the wonders of the modern world at my finger tips?

My fling with OKcupid has ended and I deleted my account. I decided it just wasn't me and overall I just wasn't a fan of the concept. I am going to just have to go back to making friends the old fashioned way- whatever that is.

reflexes

I was walking through a parking lot on campus and there were three guys throwing a football. I gave a smile but was for the most part just walking with my head forward. Out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw the football coming at me and I did this awkward jump/hands up reflex only to discover it was just a bird some 100 ft above my head. At this point all three guys were giving me a questioning look and I didn't know what to do so I just said "nice day today, huh" and kept walking.

Happy Birthday

In my endless quest to make strangers into best friends I made a cake for the assistant softball coach on her birthday. I actually tried this technique for tie dye cake which is all the rage on the crafting web-sites that I now spend most of my time looking at.
The plan for the evening was quiet simple, Torri, Erika, the birthday girl Kayla, and myself were going to have dinner around 8 and I would be texted earlier in the evening with more details.

I spent the whole afternoon mixing batter, baking and decorating this cake:


go here if you want to know how to do it: www.omnomicon.com/rainbowcake

The first hiccup in the cake delivery happened when I first began making the cake. I got an e-mail saying plans had changed and what was meant to be a dinner in the apartment turned into a dinner at a restaurant. I was not overly excited about bringing my cake to a public place but I accepted that it was a fairly common practice and forged on with my cake making.

I wont go into great detail about the next hiccup, but basically things were running a little late, I assumed the worse, I was hating on people for not getting back to me, bitch, bitch, moan, moan, yaddie yaddie ya... people turned out to have been at church, aren't I an atheist dick...

So finally we head to the restaurant; cake in tow. We settle into our booth and I put the cake on the window sill so it is off the table and we go about normal restauarant buisness. We talk, we eat, the table gets cleared off and it's cake time; I'm excited, not going to lie. I might have talked up the cake a little bit, it being a tie dye cake and all. And alas, the big reveal..... covered in ants. Little, tiny, get stuck in the frosting ants. Got to love my life.