Popsicle's March Madness

Me: Hi Popsicle!

Popsicle: Uhhh hey Gia

Me: You look down. What's wrong?

Popsicle: Look, I need a favor.

Me: Okay, what’s up?

Popsicle: I need to borrow some money.

Me: What?!! Why?

Popsicle: I picked Gonzaga to win the whole thing and now I’m in some trouble and I owe a guy some money.

Me: Wait, what? Are we talking about March Madness brackets?

Popsicle: Yes! And I watched all the games this season and read all the expert analysis. And then I picked Gonzaga and Georgetown in the final.

Me: Oh no.

Popsicle: Oh yes. And I owe a guy, Gia. And he’s pretty tough. Can you help a bear out?

Me: How much do you need?

Popsicle: Uhhh... 2k.

Me: POPSICLE I DON’T HAVE 2,000 DOLLARS!!!! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!

Popsicle: DON’T YELL AT ME GIA! I THOUGHT THIS WAS GONZAGA’S YEAR!

Me: You shouldn’t be gambling.

Popsicle: Please! You manage your work’s bracket!

Me: Um, it cost $10 to play.

Popsicle: You gotta spend money to make money, Gia.

Me: Yeah sure. Look, I don’t have that much money. I know Allie has a nice savings, though. Ask her.

Popsicle: Ughhhhhhhhhhh

Me: What?

Popsicle: I know, but I didn’t want to ask her.

Me: Why not?

Popsicle: She maybe doesn’t know about the gambling

Me: Popsicle!

Popsicle: She’s going to be such a naaaaaag.

Me: Go tell her what you did right now!

Popsicle: You KNOW she’s going to make a big deal about this.

Me: It IS a big deal, Popsicle! Promise me you’ll stop gambling.

Popsicle: Are you kidding??

Me: Popsicle….

Popsicle: I will bet you ten bucks that I can stop gambling for three months!

Me: *facepalm * Go talk to Allie.

Sigh! Polar bears and their gambling addictions. Who’s with me?! 

Girls

Boyfriend and I watch HBO’s Girls. I decided to do a Mayor Gia-style review of it. It doesn't matter which episode I'm referring to, because my reactions pretty much stay the same.

And yet…

Every. Damn. Time. 

I swear, this happens every week. I do like the show and Lena Dunham, but I can’t stand Hannah and I go through a full range of emotions about how I feel towards the other characters roughly 3-4 times an episode. It general, it flirts with that line between genuinely funny and mortifyingly embarrassing.  

Do you guys watch it? And if so, am I right or am I right?

Hangover Blues

Remember how I made fun of my cat last week for being hungover? Welp. I should have known better, because this was maybe my Sunday:

They're sunglasses, okay?!

My sister and a couple of friends came over on Saturday night and we drank and went out. We stayed out really late.

After a respectable six hours of sleep, I woke up not feeling great.

I spent a large part of the day flopping around my bed

March Madness, you guys.

Ok, I was pretty much directly quoting from an episode of Girls at this point.

I seem to have come down with a case of whinyitis. Does this happen to anyone else when you drink (you know, the monster hangover and/or the complaining)?

Kitty Hangover

Me: So how did your St Patty’s Day celebrations go?

Miss Priscilla: Ungh. Stop talking.

Me: Miss Priscilla, we were supposed to do this interview on Monday! You can’t still be hungover.

Miss Priscilla: Why are you screaming.

Me: I’m not screaming I’m talking like normal-

Miss Priscilla: Shhhhh Gia.

Me: *whispering * how was your weekend?

Miss Priscilla: From what I can remember, it was fun.

Me: Really? Eat anything green?

Miss Priscilla: I’ve been throwing up green for the past 4 days. Don’t talk about green.

Me: I see. So you don’t want any spinach, or broccoli?

Miss Priscilla: Gia, I’m warning you…

Me: Chocolate chip mint ice cream?

Miss Priscilla: BLAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHH

Me: Well. I suppose I deserved that.

Me: Anyway, meet anyone fun?

Miss Priscilla: Ummm, I don’t know…

Me: Oh really? Because I found this picture of you sleeping…

Miss Priscilla: GASP HOW DID YOU GET THAT GIA?!

Me: IN BED WITH A DOG, MISS PRISCILLA!

Miss Priscilla: I WAS DRUNK!

Me: I thought you thought dogs were all slobbery mutts!

Miss Priscilla: I do, I do! But we were drunk and he kind of looks a little like a cat…

Me: No he doesn’t.

Miss Priscilla: If you squint…

Me: No, he doesn’t

Miss Priscilla: Shut up, Gia. It’s not like you don’t have anything to be ashamed of! I SAW HOW MUCH COOKIE DOUGH YOU ATE ON SATURDAY.

Me: Why do you have to go there? IT WAS WHOLE WHEAT FLOUR!

Miss Priscilla: THAT DOESN’T MAKE IT HEALTHY

Me: What’s mr. loverboy’s name?

Miss Priscilla: Fuck you!

Me: Fuck YOU!

Damn, living with cats is hard.