Shannon and I with the statue outside Barnes and Noble in Naperville
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Wednesday, August 25, 2004
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Couple of things: 1) I hope I am not really as fat as I look in that picture; and 2)Re: Ponchos. Joe's mom apparently bought me one for my birthday, but he advised her to return it, saying he was pretty sure I wouldn't wear it. What a good boyfriend. I don't know, I just can't get into the whole poncho thing. I think we're going to look back on them the same way people who came of age in the 80s look at those huge blouse/belt/stretch pants combos that were so popular, and say, "WTF?" Also, a creepy friend of one of my exes once tried to pitch woo to me by stopping at Cemeno's wearing a poncho and proffering a turkey dinner, complete with stuffing and cranberries, on a paper plate. So bad poncho association. But Megan did look cute in hers. (In case you're worried, I didn't eat the (probably) roofie- or arsenic-laden turkey dinner) -Shannon
Shanny,
You are not (and don't look) fat, Joe's mom is a smart cookie, and who the hell tried to woo you with foodstuffs while wearing a poncho? I don't know that I've heard this one. You can speak in code if necessary.
My bad, I meant Joe was a smart cookie for telling his mom to take back the poncho. Not that his mom's not a smart cookie as well, of course. Ok, enough talk about cookies, I haven't had dinner yet.
Whew, glad that I'm not fat. Poncho Pete was this guy who was an acquaintance of a certain Jeep-loving, midget car-racing ex. Shortly after we broke up, I ran into PP, who then began coming into Cemeno's every weekend. He also showed up at USF (even though he wasn't a student there) and was waiting in the stairwell for me when I got out of a class. Can you say creepy? I think he might have been involved with Intervarsity (if that's what it's called) or something.
Ok, interesting. Question: how would you describe his poncho? Was it one of those Guatemalan ones like Dylan McKay used to wear on the beach?
It was definitely a Dylan McKay-esque Guatemalan (why do I want to pronounce that "Hwat!-emalan!"?) poncho. You know, the kind that were all the rage in the early 90s. Unfortunately, my would-be suitor decided to try his poncho/poultry combo in like 2001. -Shan
Hey Shannon and Emily, here's a shout-out from Jennifer in Missouri!!! BTW Shannon you are not fat, Emily's just too skinny :). My dad owns a Peruvian jacket that would make the Guatemalan poncho pale in comparison--and he still wears it. If you ever see a little man with white hair wearing a jacket with llamas on it, that's him! Anyway I'm bored at work--post back if you're reading!
Jen
I so want a Peruvian llama coat. Llamas rock. -Shannon
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