From "Awkward" to "Twins"

I am coming to the end of my time here in Austin and it has gone too fast.

I have decided that Austin is a pretty cool place to visit but I'm not too sure if it's my place to live. . .at least not right now. It's funny how much I know I am suppose to and want to be in Portland, Oregon right now. Or in that general area. It was almost instant when I came here. I love a lot of things in Austin like; Family, MEM, HEB, weather, and more. But I still can't wait to get back to Oregon and start life there. Life is so exciting/ scary right now.

Anyways. . . .enough about that but I have two really funny stories to share.

So my great friend, Meg, has relocated to Austin to start her photography business. Well, last night we ended up meeting up and going downtown to do some shopping, bat watching, and margarita drinking. We ended up at this cool/ hip bar where they had a stage downstairs for a band but the upstairs was well insulated or something because you couldn't hear anything below.

We were drinking our margaritas and catching up. It was nice because we were in the corner, a bit secluded, and no one was bother us. AKA weirdo men trying to hit on us. Ironically as we were talking about men a . . .man, I use this term in the loosest sense of "man", came up who looked like a mix between Will Farrell and Napoleon Dynamite. He actually introduced himself as "I'm awkward". . . well, he didn't introduce himself as that but he said that enough times that neither of us remembered his name at the end of the night. He had 3 other guy friends who were standing a table away. "Awkward man" had issues with even finishing a statement. . .I mean you could see the strain to get his thought out in some type of coherant sentence. For example, "Hi, yeah, so. . . me and my friends. . .yeah, those guys. . .heehe. . . see them. .oh, yeah that guy. .. NO! THAT GUY! Well, we were trying to figure out how to come over here and . .uh. talk to you . . and you were sitting. . well , yeah. . . oh, and I had food. . well, leftovers. Hold on. Just a sec. " and then he left to go and get the left over food. He then offered it to us. Weird. . . I'd go on with the weirdness. . . the man calling me bitchy because I corrected him for calling me "Melanie". ..how he used "dush bag" in front of us. . .YUCK!

In the end I shooed him off by this convo;

"Hey, MelOoooodeeeee are you still mad at me?" he said as he sat down next to me.

"No, but he's more interesting." (one of this friends who majored in photography, works for ebay, is not insane. He was sitting next to Meg and we were all having a good convo. Nothing flirty or stupid)

"I'm interesting" he said confidently

"No, you're weird" I said hoping he'd catch on to the, "I don't want to talk to you/ you offend me mostly," type of voice.

"Weird's interesting," he says in his overly confident way that makes my skin crawl.

"No, not really." I say as I turn looking for normalcy in a group of crazy.

We ended up leaving early because I had a shoot the next day. . . THANK GOD!

My second story is better. . .

Today, I had the photo shoot in the morning and then in the afternoon my family met up with another family that Natalie does home school activities with. We all went to the pool to relaxed and Meg ended up meeting up with us too.

After pool time Meg and I went to the mall and then to "Chewy's" for some yummy Mexican food. (spelling of "Chewy's". . .not sure)

There was a pretty long line so we went to get our chips (as we waited) and sat at the bar and had some daiquiris. While we were sitting there a waitress, Gracie, came up to us and said that she was suppose to come and meet her "twin". . .aka . . . me?

Apparently someone. . .or someones said that we looked a like. Well, please. . .tell me what you think. . .

Personally, I think Gracie got the bum deal :) But really. . . we don't look like twins at all. . .

maybe fraternal twins who. . . come from two different fathers. One father was white and the other was asian.

I really don't see it.