Just now, G found the remnants of my Chipotle dinner in the freezer. Let's just say it was a cup with barely any ice in it. I remember my rationale had involved the fact that we had no ice, no ice tray to speak of, and I wanted to make sure I would have ice in the future. So I froze my ice chips.
Just now G opened the freezer door as I was typing away on my computer on the couch. She began talking without looking at me.
"I understand that you're Southern and you have eccentricities. But I can't use that to figure out what would cause you to save a near-empty Chipotle soda cup in the freezer for nearly two weeks. That's just weird."
I explained but I just started laughing too hard. I'm totally that girl right now. I am the girl who:
1. puts her Chipotle cups with no drink, no real ice, in the freezer. I think the ice evaporated; is that possible? I swear there was ice in there.
2. hangs the meter-reader letter from Con-Ed on the fridge, because that letter is gonna call Con-Ed itself, lemme tell you what. 4 months and counting.
3. engaged in conversation with the guys sitting next to us two nights ago and adamantly denied the fact that "The Netherlands" was a country. Jesus Christ. Did I mention that the only pen pal I've ever had was from the freaking Netherlands?*
*I self-corrected eventually, before I lost a bet, and realized I was grouping countries like how they do with Scandanavia. The Netherlands, albeit phonologically plural, is not plural. The Netherlands' capital is Amsterdam. 99.9% of people know this, and the .01% include me and those idiots they interview on Jay Leno.
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