Midge Pingleton

i like hippies, people that smell like onions, craft club, gin dinners, olives. cooking. pork rillette, LPs from 1971-1979, naps in the sun and idolizing tina turner.
midgepingleton@gmail.com

When Friends Try to Get Other Friends to Drive Them To Mendocino.

  • me: when are you going to GOE??? dont you want to take another ride up north with me.???
  • 10: 50 PM i gotta figure out how i am gonna get up there from SF. gonna buy a ticket this week.
  • Jon: oooh... yeah something just came up
  • me: noooo!!!
  • nothing came up. i can hear you lying through the computer
  • i'll take back my negetive yelp reviews on you
  • Jon: that review was awesome
  • me: well think about it. i would love your company. and you could have the chance to stay up there a few days. otherwise i rent a car i think
  • 10: 53 PM i was sorta down on the prospect of being in buffalo for 4 months. am happy it's happening so soon i guess.
  • Jon: I would love to take you. That will be right in the middle of my mental preparation
  • my steven segal traingin
  • me: oh jeez. well maybe you could do that mental training in the woods
  • that could be nice for you
  • 10: 55 PM we can get everyone else that works there to come around some giant bonfire at night where we whip you and then throw you in the river.
  • then we'll drag you out and feed you some leftover thai food from a week ago
  • Jon: ha
  • me: and some sour yogurt
  • Jon: its still good
  • me: it's ALWAYS good
  • well, you think about taking a little trip ok buddy? i'm gonna go to bed. i was up til 5 am last night
  • Jon: ok... I mull it over
  • get some sleep
  • me: night! don't miss me too much.
  • Jon: I cant help it
  • night