My pal Courtney came over tonight to shoot the Sunday-night shit, and she brought brownies — made from scratch, with walnuts — so I spent the night stuffing my face with brownies, strawberries dipped in chocolate, Doritos, cheese and crackers, and wine. And just now I drank a glass of Coke. Which was completely weird because I haven’t had a glass of Coke since October. And I can honestly say I haven’t missed it, which…
He’s busy blogging here this week as the MIM 2007 Web Guru, but he had time to come out for dinner and a movie with me. We saw the Aqua Teen flick. There’s not much I can say about it except damn. And I thought my inner monologue was random and absurd. Perhaps the only thing weirder than the movie itself was the woman in the theater who laughed non-stop through the entire movie. If…
[for April 15] Nick’s apparently in a cardigan phase. And he likes to quote Ed McMahon. We nattered on and on about newspaper nerd stuff. We drank. We talked about why people on the internet are so angry about some things. I learned more about World of Warcraft in one sitting than I ever thought I’d know. We listened to Swedish indie pop and Justin Timberlake. We spent the night debating who’s more evil —…
Jesus Crisco, I’m tired. I slept like a lead weight last night, sinking deep into my mattress, my eyelids sealed shut and my arms splayed wide in exhaustion. It’s a good tired, though. The kind of tired that comes from staying up ’til 6 a.m. drinking and talking about things that there’s no time to talk about unless you stay up until 6 a.m. to talk about them. Billy, Jimmy, and Theresa came into town…
It’s like make-up work, in blog form. • I hadn’t seen Jimmy or Theresa in several months. In fact, I think the last time might have been last spring or summer. Anyway, it had been too long. Theresa and I hung out in the kitchen for way too long and girl talked. We watched old videos of the guys answering random questions posed by their friends. We laughed as Phil winced at his silly accent…
Weird, weird dream last night. I was chewing on some sort of fish or small-animal bones (why?) and I broke my front tooth. It hurt and looked ridiculous. I was so embarrassed, but couldn’t concentrate on my pitiful mouth because I was too busy trying to evacuate a house that was quickly becoming uninhabitable. According to some dream web sites, dreaming about losing teeth indicates that you’re self-conscious about something, or feeling powerless. It can…
Amber and I watched Kissing Jessica Stein last night. She’d been plugging it for a while, and I had never seen it. So she brought it over and, after we watched This is Spinal Tap, we shifted gears from phallus-infused rock ‘n’ roll to neurotic lesbianism. It’s a natural progression, if you ask me. And what a cute film. I love Jessica’s monologue in the deleted scenes when she’s in the boat with Dork No.…
The ferrets are fluffy and smelling good, thanks to a quick dunk in the tub. They hate baths so much. Hee. After I dry them off, their tails poof out and they rip around the apartment, rubbing on everything in sight, trying to get dirty again. It makes them really hyper, so we always get a nice play session in, which is fun. Now they’re settling down, and I’ve just gotten out of the shower.…
Saw LOTR with my dad today. He is one of those people who can’t help but narrate the film to themselves aloud. Hee. But we had a good time and we both really liked it. I got shot down for the Minneapolis Star Tribune internship. Ouch. I wanted that one. Well, I want one period. But Birmingham is looking quite possible, even though that was the one I wanted least. Is this irony, or karma?…
Phil and I are terrible at keeping our xmas gifts secret from one another, so last night, when I was feeling down because I strained a muscle in my back or something, he decided a gift would make everything better. So he gave me the Strangers With Candy DVD box set! It rocks! That’s one of the most under-appreciated shows of our time. Kudos to Amy Sedaris and Paul Dinello for their great writing. It’s…
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