I Was On Tumblr And Someone Tried To Promo Their Insta Under A Picture Of The Cover Of Blonde
I was a little impressed by the audacity they had to try and promo off of what clearly wasn't their insta work at all. Did they maybe think that people who enjoyed Blonde as an album would also enjoy their insta? I mean to be honest I'm doubtful that it's a good insta considering they're out here on tumblr trying to promo by adding it to the caption underneath posts with lots of notes. But anyway, let's move on let's keep going and by let's keep going I mean let's return to Vietnam because I actually am not done talking about it because every now and then I remember the stories I wanted to tell but forgot to write down to then tell later so I'm just trying to stay seasonal. I could very easily write about them later but something something the iron's hot and also like I'll forget if it doesn't happen now and even if I don't forgot at some threshold I think I'll have moved on from wanting to actually write about it so yes the iron is particularly warm just warm enough. Anyway, one time I went out with my cousins while we were in Hue and we were just hanging out, having a drink, I got a jaegerbomb ofc cause like I got one every chance I had while in Vietnam lmao. Just a big fan of jaegerbombs and also my snapchat story of me drinking was really cute but anyway, there I was talking to my oldest cousin there and I think we started talking about sports? I feel like I heard my cousin and my sister’s boyfriend talk about sports fairly often it was wild I was like so this really is straight culture. Well I got into one of those conversations just because what else would my cousin fall back on to start a conversation with me like he has no reason to move beyond his comfort zone and try to unpack social constructs or something like randomly out of the blue too but anyway I had mentioned earlier that I liked playing volleyball and then he said he played on the club team in college and he asked if I had a position and I was like ya I’m a defensive specialist cause all about team support it’s basically the equivalent to playing a healer in Final Fantasy like yes that’s me taking care of everyone it’s just the Capricorn in me lmao. So I was like yeah defensive specialist but I can also play outside or opposite but I hate setter and middle and then he was like oh I played middle and my main job was drawing up blockers because every time I went up to hit I legitimately thought I was gonna get the ball. And so we talked about volleyball for a little bit more and I said something like oh I just wished I had played in high school but my school didn’t have a boys team and then like here comes my cousin fuckin left field went ahead and was like yeah playing club volleyball was my first time playing organized sports cause I didn’t have parents and I was like…………………………… oh????? I thought we were just talking about volleyball but I guess not????? Honestly don’t know if my facial explicitly changed or anything but inside I was like I need another jaegerbomb this gin bucket isn’t doing enough for what happened. And then he moved on and like I get him being normalized to saying that and like if we were closer I wouldn’t have been like oh???????????? But I’m not close to him like that or anything he lives in California, he’s 30 something, like we’re not friendly friendly we’re just cousins so I was just a little shocked when he said that. Idk doesn’t it just seem a little left field? Did he have to add that part about his parents like he could’ve stopped at it was my first time playing organized sports but here we are. Just thought that one interaction was a little wild.
Anyway, I’m actually blogging at work right now and like maybe that’s incriminating but honestly there’s not even that much to do at work. I mean, my boss has given me like some projects I guess but I made the monthly flyer template and made an entire example for the month of August like I’m grinding it out but I’m kind of tired pretending to work on it when like I wanna just straight up not work. It’s not that I mind the work it’s just that I mind that I know sometimes I’m pretending to work like let’s be honest I probably don’t need to be here eight hours a day because there just isn’t enough for me to do but like it’s chill I’m down to chill but I wanna be able to actually chill. Everyone at the office has been really nice though, I mean it’s super white and they’re all like middle aged or older bar the other interns but it hasn’t been bad. The intern I sit next to is cool I guess you know he could possibly be reading my screen right now but he’s watching something on youtube so clearly I’m not the only one dicking around. He even told me on my first day, lmao at this but he was like I dunno about your supervisor but I’m not given that much work so you don’t have to work too diligently or else there will be nothing for you to do lmao and ever since that conversation I’ve really questioned whether I should be going through all the motions of working when I know I’m actually not working. One very interesting thing that’s happened is that every time I’ve gone to the bathroom there has always been someone taking a shit. This office has plenty of bowel movements I guess? Like the one time there wasn’t anyone else there was when I went to take a shit like I’m just here perpetuating the cycle I guess but I really wonder if that’s an office norm. Has anyone else noticed? Does anyone else think about how often they’re in the bathroom while someone else is pooping in the stall in this office? I don’t really know what to think of it but it’s kinda uncomfortable because I would really appreciate it if I was in the bathroom alone if possible we all know how I feel about public bathrooms. But anyway, I think this summer will be interesting working here just because I have so much free time after? I didn’t realize but I have so much time after work it’s crazy. Hmu with ideas of how to spend my time after work there are many possibilities I’m sure.
Anyway I wrote those first two paragraphs on Friday and I literally am so bad at finishing things but also I had a really busy weekend so that’s that on that. I actually had a really good weekend, partially cause I was high a lot but that’s not the only thing in life that I enjoy I also got to see a bunch of people like basically everyone this weekend which was so tongue emoji water drop emoji and I am feeling very replenished in terms of my social interaction and will probably run off the fumes on them while I go to work this week. Anyway, I don’t really have any funny stories from the weekend off the top of my head so let’s move on let’s keep going. Recently, FIVB has been having their World League tournament and it’s all been streamed on youtube so even though I haven’t been playing volleyball and letting myself get progressively worse at least I’ve still been watching it and also choosing out my favorite players half in part due to skill the other half due to looks. Ever since the Olympics I’ve had a real affinity for Iran’s team because their setter has magical hands and also a really really nice butt. I’m not even an ass type of gal but like, I noticed and am impressed. So that was my first draw to Iran’s team and then also just a good handful them are hot and also they’re all like 6’5” or taller bar the magical-hands setter who’s still 6’2” and then their liberos so I’m trying to climb those trees. It’s wild that I think the setter isn’t that tall because like, 6’2” is Amar’s height and that’s definitely taller than me I can confirm right here right now that anyone that tall is taller than me and would generally be accepted within society as tall you know? But I’m watching these volleyball games and I’m like who’s this man with the nice ass???? Who let him stand at the net he’s only like 5’ tall but then you’re spiraling deep into the fan zone and you start looking up their Wikipedia pages and it’s like well fuck the man with the really nice butt is 6’2” and I thought he was only 5’ tall that’s fuckin with my perception right now. So I’ve been watching Iran play, I don’t think they’ll make it past pool play since they’ve lost more than they’ve won and they’re not that far down in the leaderboard but it’d be tough for them to get into the top six spots as of right now but I’m hoping. I also started following a bunch of their players on insta because I became really obsessed with the team and also want to smash like they’re hot and they’re good at volleyball and they’re tall and they’re very affectionate with each other too and I fuck heavy with that like sometimes after points some of the players give each other a little kiss on the cheek and it’s like wow so how do I join the team and do I get kisses even if I don’t play well? But they’re super affectionate with each other and I love that and I love them and I almost ruined my insta following to follower ratio for them because that’s how dedicated I am. I also watched a couple games with Egypt’s team like on a whim cause I was bored in Vietnam when I was at the height of my volleyball watching and their outside hitters are so good and one of them is really hot too so I love him and he’s like their thickest player and I’m so……………… sad I can’t find him on insta or anything I just wanna support him on and off the court you know. This man also looks short as shit in comparison to the team but he’s also 6’2” I just don’t know how to learn a lesson about perception and how it can be skewed when the majority of people in a group are 6’7” and not 5’9”. So anyway after watching all this volleyball I’ve decided I’m gonna transfer to a school with a men’s volleyball team because the club team here isn’t cutting it and I need to find my man who’s also incredible at volleyball and has a nice beard etc etc etc.
Anyway, I spent like 30 minutes just now on that last paragraph here at work and honestly I know I have more thoughts but I feel like I should stop writing and return to pretending to write? I didn’t even talk about Iran’s setter for their B team and how much I love him and how good their B team is and how their coach is actually some ass for not utilizing the B team more when clearly they’re good seeing as they beat Poland, the former world champions and like let me baby boy set like I know I love ass-man but I also love my baby giraffe their B team setter is 6’7” and has these piercing blue eyes and anyway I love him and the rest of the team so I want to see them play more and that’s that on that. But I’m gonna forcibly stop there so I don’t keep going. I will definitely return to the topic of Iran’s men’s volleyball team one day. But until then and until next time, stay tuned for the drama of it all.