Thursday, May 20, 2004

Yes, I watch American Idol. Yes, I read the message boards on Entertainment Weekly after each contestant gets voted off. I guess I was naive to think that the reader's response would reflect the savvy and wit of the magazine; atleast, I thought they'd display a minimal amount of intelligence. I've heard the argument that Fantasia shouldn't win because she's a single mother and that immoral, but today someone said this: I'm glad Jasmine is gone (something like that). "I have a friend that knows her and says she's a lesbian."

on the way home today...
...I saw the raddest thing ever: A white Trans Am with the t-top out with Alabama plates dragging a U-haul. Please, oh please let them be my new neighbors!

If you go to www.koko.org you can see paintings done by gorillas. I've found my new calling.

Wednesday, May 19, 2004

Margaritas and fried food
This has been my afternoon. PEM and AandW are leaving town in a matter of days. PEM and I have been fast friends for 7 years and roommates at one point. Needless to say I am devastated that they are leaving and coping with it the best I can; even if that means getting wasted on margaritas at 4 pm.

Apparently there was a bomb threat downtown today. I know this because it took me 20 minutes to go 3 miles. (unheard of in the ATH.)

Thriller is a great fucking song. So is Wanted, Dead or Alive by Bon Jovi.

Tuesday, May 18, 2004

Wimps and the Pussies
We've been talking about Big Gray's various musicalities in Starkville. The W's and the P's is my favorite but Teen Satan is a very close second.
There is nothing I like more than hearing about BG's college stories. I never tire of them.

SS just stopped by to return the rug I loaned him 2 years ago. He's moving to NYC at the end of the month and I'm handling it not so well. More about that later.

Just a few more days til the end of the school year. I'm tempted to leave my last day of post planning and just keep on driving. Any suggestions?

Monday, May 17, 2004

I think that doag loaver and gorjus's waitress at WH are the same person.

I got a big hug from a graduating senior today and was asked by at least 10 people to sign their yearbooks. I'm more popular now than when I was IN high school.
That's not really true.

Dear Santa,
Please help me get through the rest of this week without committing murder and I promise that I'll stop using the rest of the toilet paper and blaming it on Big Gray and I won't blow all of my disposable income on alcohol and shoes anymore.

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