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I am going to go see the Hedwig movie now.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:54 PM | shower me with attention

Thursday, August 02, 2001

This new trend of listing all the boys one has ever kissed is very distressing. Everyone stop it. You're making me feel sad.

I'll be watching that Drew Barrymore movie that's the story of my life again, if anyone needs me.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:57 PM | shower me with attention

I was browsing through the odd list of celebrities against whom you can check your "compatability based on biorhythms", and came across Dana Plato. Had to try. I've never been attracted to Dana Plato, plus she's dead, all of which add up to = funny:

Your compatibility
This is the compatibility between you and Dana Plato based on biorhythms.
Physical: 100%
Emotional: 33%
Intellectual: 32%
Total: 55%

Meaning, were she alive today, she and I could get it on, but would have nothing to talk about afterwards and no ability to connect on an emotional level. Fascinating.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:32 PM | shower me with attention

WOO HOO! I am a spaz, but not YET a deadbeat! serra's thingie-doodle is THIS Sunday, not last Sunday! I didn't miss it! I feel like Scrooge on Christmas morn!

Now, the question is: will I be at Steph's this Sunday???!?!?!

Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:20 PM | shower me with attention

Wednesday, August 01, 2001

I was checking serra's blog today to see if it had been updated and that's when I realized that she'd been in the city and I'd missed her for the SECOND time. Could I be any more of a deadbeat? I was supposed to go meet her Sunday and by the time I remembered that it was Wednesday. Jesus Christ.

Well. I also haven't written or sent the EPCOT postcards I got Goose and Jess. I emailed Jess and then realized she was away from her computer. Which means she sent me this wonderful present and it looks like I haven't acknowledged it at all.

PLUS I still don't have a job.

All of which adds up to me being the World's Biggest Deadbeat.

On the plus side, in half an hour it will be Gina's birthday. My mom took us out to dinner tonight with Kirsten and Erica to a wonderful Italian restaurant on Bleecker street. It was a very fine meal. I gave Gina the Flik shirt I got from "Animal Kingdom" which is too small for me and likely too small for her, too (we're roughly the same size). Crappity crap. So we both have a good losing-weight-incentive. I just put up a cheezy Happy Birthday banner in the kitchen. I hope she notices it tomorrow before she leaves for work. And Kirsten ran out during dinner and got her cupcakes from Magnolia's. I wanted to get her a real cake but Magnolia's is horribly expensive, and anyhow they're the best cupcakes in the world, quite literally. They're all for Gina. I'm going to stick candles in them.

Thassabout it.

Oh! Gina and her family/friends will be going to Disney World in January, at the same time we're going! Hot damn it's gonna be awesome. I'll finally get to meet her sister and nephew, and she can meet Steph, and she'll ride the "Escape from Ileana Douglas" ride with me which is so damn awesome.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:28 PM | shower me with attention

Sunday, July 29, 2001

I suppose my humiliation wouldn't be complete until someone blasted it for everyone to see:

I beat Tavie at Scrabble! I BEAT TAVIE AT SCRABBLE!!!!!!!!!!!!! Woo HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

260 to 178!

Today, I RULE!

I will never get over this humiliating defeat. All I can think is, I lost some VERY important brain cells during my trip to Montreal. (Oh my god, they were RIGHT!)

Not only did she defeat me, but she kicked my ass. REALLY badly.

I've never felt such shame.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:02 PM | shower me with attention