soup social 4alarm fire

I have been in my place for almost a year now and havent really met my neighbors, so when my upstairs neighbor, {lets call her flower like the skunk in bambi}decided to have a soup social i was pretty stoked. i met after stumbling home drunk a few weekends ago to find her kitty in the hall, his name is puma...its on his collar, anyway i hung out with kitty for a while because nobody was home and i was a little worried he might dart out the front door, she left me a little note saying thanks and a mango and later on we met in the hall. anyway she left this super cute invite to a soup social sunday night on my door, in the shape of a bowl with a spoon shaped rsvp. so j and i went up and got a chance to meet some of the folks in our building. which was great, b/c they are pretty groovy. flower (who is totally cute with streaky red curly dark hair) said we really oughtta hang out more often. so the next morning im all bleary and tired trying to get to school and the fire alarm in the building goes off. so i dress in a rush and try to get my crap together fast but spend like ten minutes searching for my hello kitty watch that i put down in a bowl of water and so the face is still all fogged up plus its set 15 minutes fast so i really gotta work to get the time oughta that thing...anyway. when i finally exited the building there were firemen in the lobby, firetrucks parked out front, and there was flower and puma and the boy next door with his overly excited tiny tiny dog and the adorable lesbian couple from the floor down one of whom is even now working on my psyche making me think that maybe the new mullet is ok. i started laughing when i realized that i couldnt even rush out of a potentially (it wasnt) on fire building. flower had a hello kitty watch too, so we did a little hello kitty powers activate after i explained thats what took my butt so long to get out. then i said, well...you did say we all oughtta hang out more often. probably on the sidewalk waiting for the firemen to give the all clear isnt what she meant.

pointy shoe girls and why i'll never be one

sleepy and half caffienated, and running late for my 8am class i got on the muni this morning, walked toward the back where there is usually more space, and noticed a triad of women in really pointy shoes. they were like a triplicate mycanean goddess or something. even seated they were all clearly very tall with long legs and big feet, something they all flaunted with their shiny aligator/snakeskin/leather extremely long toed pointy shoes. i thought to myself, well theres a few kind of girls, all of them clearly identified by the shoe. yes thats right, i have categorized northamerican womankind according to shoe preference. here goes. theres the tall, slender, pointy statuesque girls who inevitably wear either those pointy toed boots or pointy heeled sandals. then theres the medium tall, kinda funky mission hipster types who rock the multicolored flats. theres the girls who favor the way up high almost platform clunky lotta bottom sole shoe. then theres me, in my (think minnie mouse) rounded, elaborately constructed yet neither completely flat nor overly platformy, cute but comfy shoes. this particular pair may be the cutest shoes ever. these ones have a split sole, are leather and clear rubber over the toe. all of these people are identified with the shoe. see those flat wearing chicks are inevitably tall enough to see at a concert, kinda funky and colorful, somewhat low maintenance, thus the slip on shoe. those extra tall long legged chicks rockin the pointy italian lookin shoe are long and elegant, but somewhat strange and sharp too. the clunky shoe girl is loads of fun, likes a lot of spring in her step, bouncy but not cheerleader, upbeat without being annoying about it. and the cute but comfy like me, are a mix of practical and fanciful. we like some dang arch support or wed rock those extra flat flats, but we dont really want a whole lot of extra crap on our soles. rocking all versions of the mary jane we are the kids who love a cute shoe, but want it to feel like a sneaker. and there you have it.