Sunday, September 12, 2010

WHAT. IS. THAT?!?!?!?!

I am only moving forward. Stories from the past don't count. This story happened to me Saturday (which is technically in the past, but get over it).

You'll learn that I'm a big UGA fan. I watched the UGA vs. University of South Carolina (wasn't there a lawsuit against them using USC?). Anyway...After the game I was a bit depressed and went to the pool. I'm re-reading one of my favorite author's books only at the beach and pool, as the stories are mercifully short, and roaringly hilarious. (Laurie Notaro, ICYWW). While I've laid out for about an hour, flipping in order to rotisserie myself, I've finally gotten hot, and decide to actually jump into the pool. Well, since I've always kind of been bad at diving, I never do it in front of people. But, since last weekend was Labor Day, my apt complex was rather empty, and thus, my pool was deserted......So, I'm walking on the side walk, getting up speed to dive in, and in the air, between my toes leaving the pavement and my fingers hitting the water. In that miniscule amount of time measurable only by NASA, The International Olympic Committee, and those Navy Guys who keep the nuclear clock at the Vice President's house..something catches my eye. In that fraction of a sliver of a second, I noticed a floating object, small, thought it was, recognized it, then had my freak out resulting in a "belly flop." It was a pubic hair. Let me say that again. IT WAS A PUBE. I was diving into my pool, and coming into fast focus is someone else's SHORT HAIR. I know it was someone else's because I have not had sex in this pool. I've not been naked in this pool. Hell, I rarely even get in the damn pool, because usually there are children there, and those boogers carry diseases....which, I guess so could the donor of the PUBIC HAIR. in my pool.

I have never wanted or needed a shower so much after jumping into a pool. I guess it was good that I was headed in. Today when I went to the pool....I checked before I jumped in, but I also jumped in feet first. It's the sanitary thing to do.

Maybe I'll actually do this blog

I've decided to start chronicling the funny events that happen in my life. Things that would only happen to me. Generally, I'm just going to end up embarrassing myself. Usually it's just friends who get to see that side of me, from here on out, I'll share it with the world.