I have a lot of smart friends.
Really, I don’t quite understand why these scholarly people are attracted to me seeing as that my favorite past-time is watching cat videos on youtube and putting my gummy bears in compromising positions before devouring them.
Smart people like to read books, apparently. Real books, not just Kim Kardashian’s memoir. And more than just reading books, smart people like to talk about books and they form clubs for this.
So I was a little disappointed when I realized that when my friend Cate invited me to a book club it wasn’t just code for talking snark and drinking mimosas. That was embarrassing.
But I am not above looking up the synopsis on wikipedia while sitting in my car in your drive way, while “pregaming” before walking in. Now you know why I probably will show up with an opened bottle of champagne.
I mean, let’s face it, you probably aren’t my friend for my brain. It’s my ridiculous good looks, I know. (HA)
It’s because I can definitely make YOU look smart, naturally, by comparison.
Smart people, always being so… smart.