From yesterday's potluck:

1. 

A Guy, P, and I were talking about a former roommate of his who was a devout Catholic. P states he ended up talking more about wine with him than religion. 

P: New York City is a drinking culture, don't you ever get curious about alcohol?
Me: (pause)
Me: (pause) (grin)
Me: (blink) Well, can I just say, I've had to do my share of repenting regarding the Word of Wisdom, so I HAVE NO CURIOSITY.

2. 

Becky: Hey, have you talked to [Boy] yet?
Me: Am I supposed to talk to [Boy]? Do I have to?
Becky: You should, you look really great!
Me: (looks over where Boy is standing) He's talking to two other girls right now. Do I interrupt?
Becky: You can hover. Look, some other girls are hovering.
Me: (moseys over in Boy's proximity)
Me: (feels awkward because I DON'T KNOW THE OTHER GIRLS)
Me: (moseys back to where Becky is standing because that was probably the most uncomfortable situation I've ever been in)

3.

Becky and I, walking to the train to go home.

Me: We have to have this conversation.
Becky: Okay.
Me: Is there anyone you don't want me to date?
(Here the conversation derails for a few minutes, because a man is trying to sell some CDs to us, and he follows us for about 50 feet.)
Becky: If there was a guy we both liked, and you wanted to date him, I'd say go for it.
Me: (sniffing the air to make sure I didn't get high off of secondhand pot smoke and wasn't hallucinating)

4. 

A short discussion with Sarah (when she was here) on who has covered Patty Griffin.

Me: Yeah, the Dixie Chicks have covered her.
Sarah: The Dixie Chicks.
Me: AND Jessica Simpson
Sarah: Jessica Simpson?
Me: Yup.
Sarah: Jessica Simpson?!
Me: (blinks)
Sarah: (furrows brow)