Party in the Attic Day

[I always give credit where credit is due. The following is posted in a style inspired by the blog girlsarepretty.com. It is a bit morbid but quite entertaining, and you should definitely give it a visit.]

Today you will find yourself in an attic with your slightly metrosexual friend for whom you've always kind of had a thing. He used to have a thing for you, too. That was back when he made his own T-shirts and bought $2 shoes at the Salvation Army. But then you both met the loves of your lives and moved on. Yours didn't quite work out, hence you several-month stint as an emo kid. His played out like a movie. Until she went to college and broke up with him. Your pseudo-lover has just kicked you to the curb. Console each other. You'll both be joking around, of course. None of that whining stuff. But console each other just the same.

They've been painting in this attic. Everything is lying around. Your friend will pick up a roll of masking tape and eye the leg of an upended chair. He motions as if to toss the tape around the chair leg and says, "If I make this, you have to kiss me." Agree. He'll throw and miss, which is a shame because you really would have liked to kiss him. His cell phone will ring, and you'll know that it's her. He'll leave the room for a moment. Stay there and get ready to pick up the pieces.

Happy Party in the Attic Day!