don't worry, i'm a doctor
so, last night, helen and i went to this pretty in pink party and it was amazing - the idea was that you had to wear formalwear, or 80s retro, or all pink. the ease with which i constructed an outfit that was head to toe pink (shoes, purse, and jewelry included) was sort of disturbing, and the weird thing is that in the end i just looked like an outfit i would wear any day. helen went 80s, with a black silk shirt, pink tie, slouchy socks, and a side ponytail (crimped, of course). most of the girls at the party wore 80s prom dresses and it was all so hot.
at one point i had the hiccups, and i was talking to this woman and she asked if i wanted to get rid of my hiccups. i said of course, and she asked me my name, then she grabbed me by the shoulders and started shaking me and yelled, "stefanie, if you hiccup right now, i will give you a hundred dollars! do it!" clearly her goal was reverse psychology, but i actually did hiccup, and she looked really sad and disappointed (and didn't give me any money, i might add). but then she said "okay, we'll try something else. it's going to hurt." and i said "i don't care, i just want to get rid of the hiccups." so she said "take a deep breath in" and while i was breathing in, she punched me in the stomach. when i looked at her in total disbelief, she said "don't worry, i'm a doctor." the weird thing is that it actually worked.
also, yesterday lyle sent me this link yesterday and i swear i've watched it no less than 40 times. it's this musician named dan deacon, and he's too incredible for words. so, just watch it. the first few minutes is an interview with him, but the song starts like 3 or 4 minutes in. the interview is worth the time too, because he says that he tries to write music that, "if really cool 6 year olds got together with this equipment and they were like, let's write the most awesome music ever, this is hopefully what they would come up with." seriously. this video will change your life.
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Some I'm catching up on the saga that is Stefanie Turner's life, and something really grabs my attention. How can someone have such an unfathomably, insanely, certifiably kickass brother and never mention the poor bastard at all? You guys have never had the pleasure of meeting him, but believe me he's incredible. Just an occasional mention, that's all you need!
Sincerely,
Matt a.k.a. Stef's big brother
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