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Saturday, January 28, 2006
For the last time: Riley is NOT, I repeat, NOT named after this character; he was named after this character.
Not Blucas; Foley. Never Blucas. Never, never.
Ick. Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:07 PM | shower me with attention
Last Tuesday I wrote:
My newest addiction is Web Boggle. I got Gina addicted to.
I can't believe that's been there all week. I'm ashamed. Let me restate:
My newest addiction is Web Boggle. I got Gina addicted, too. Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:02 PM | shower me with attention
I went over to my parents' place last night to visit my Dad and the kitties. Mom and I watched Forty-Year-Old Virign (hilarious!) and Dad took me to dinner at Trellis.
That is all I have to report. Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:41 PM | shower me with attention
Thursday, January 26, 2006
I had a frightening nightmare - a frightmare, if you will - last night. It was so frightening it woke me from sleep. It involved Steph (my best friend of 20 years) forcing me to watch Tim Burton's Batman with her.
In real life, I have always been afraid of Jack Nicholson's Joker. He freaks me the fuck out. In the dream, this was only amplified. I haven't seen the movie in years so I can't recall if there actually is a scene where the Joker makes a poisonous gas leak out among innocent victims, but in my dream, I was suddenly in a subway car and bright red smoke started issuing from the vents and I knew it would kill me.
In the dream, the Joker also was displeased with a large, anthropomorphic cat (think Gideon from Pinocchio, but live-action) and proceeded to break his kneecaps in a most gruesome and graphic a fashion. I asked Steph if we please, please, mightn't watch something nicer, like The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, but she insisted that I watch Batman, which in my dream, was just all scary Joker trying to get me.
So, no more yogurt cheese before bed.
In other news, our futon broke last night. It's been going for awhile and last night it collapsed from underneath Cheryl and Mushahid. Now there's just a large futon mattress on the floor at right angles to our couch, which is suddenly the primest real estate in the apartment... Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:11 PM | shower me with attention
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Today I thought of a sentence that no one has ever thought of before:
The mongoose, farting with displeasure, gathered his jellybeans for another go at the roulette table.
I think I'm going insane. Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:33 PM | shower me with attention
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Holy shit, Chris Penn is dead?! WTF??? Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:52 PM | shower me with attention
My newest addiction is Web Boggle. I got Gina addicted to.
We are losers and we love it. Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:22 PM | shower me with attention
Monday, January 23, 2006
Today was the most boring day ever. Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:22 PM | shower me with attention
Sunday, January 22, 2006
Oh glorious lazy Sunday of doing nothing all day long but watch television and read and do crossword puzzles and eat eat eat. Do you know that if you eat low-carb foods in great quantities, you might as well just have some damn chips? Well despite the fact that I do know that, I indulged my bizarre and shifting cravings all day long. Salad, lentil soup, peanut butter, yogurt cheese, eggs, low carb toast, sweet gherkins, vegetable moo shu. It was a low-carb+low-carb+low-carb=HIGHCARB bonanza. No, I'm not pregnant, I'm just fucking weird. And oddly, I have had no meat today. Living with vegetarians is getting to me.
Camille was here to watch Serenity and got sucked into our vortex of laziness and eating. It was absolutely sublime.
The sublimest part: a clean apartment. It was all reward for yesterday's elbow grease. Today, Gina and I enjoyed the fruits of our labours.
God, I love this apartment.
I am such a hermit. Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:22 PM | shower me with attention
Cleaned my links up. Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:00 PM | shower me with attention
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