Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Anyway, I haven’t caught up on my sleep since she left and I have absolutely no motivation to write anything remotely entertaining right now.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
I also found out my mom was doped up on Vicodin the first few months I was alive and she purposely took it right before breast feeding me! Apparently, my grama also gets a loose tongue when she drinks. It explains so much…
And that was my weekend. My life is so cool.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
On Saturday night, my roommate decided to go to a Toby Keith concert with a bunch of people she works with and they met up at our house before heading out. First of all, a group of ‘military analysts’ spending money to go see Toby Keith is scary enough. I mean, talk about a douche bag. I hope he didn’t brainwash them all into assassinating the Dixie Chicks and committing us to three more years in Iraq just to teach those goddamn anti-patriotic terrorists a lesson.
Anyway, the other really annoying thing I noticed about everyone that went to the concert was that they were all girls and they were all super cute, young, under qualified and looked like they went straight to the CIA from Kappa Beta Gamma. All white, all blonde, and all alcoholics apparently. They came home so bombed it was actually quite comical. My roommate missed the one step leading up to our front door and busted her chin open and left blood all over the house.
All these girls also got hired from career fairs where they interviewed in person. I have been to several career fairs for my current job and we always get the hippies that put on clean jeans to impress us. The government always has a booth with people lining up for miles in full on suits with multiple copies of their resumes. There are short people, tall people, black people, and white people. I think I saw that oldest kid from Malcolm in the Middle there once. And the people interviewing candidates are usually middle-aged white men. Hmmm…
Monday, July 16, 2007
Anyway, Vinu and I had pretty much the exact opposite reaction to the movie. It’s frustrating when you go see a movie with someone and have different opinions about it. I don’t want to justify liking a movie and it’s hard to bitch about how awful a movie was if the person you saw it with loved it. So the car ride home was pretty quiet.
The one thing we could both agree on, however, was that it is disturbing to see Daniel Radcliff entirely naked in the posters for that play he is doing in London. I don’t know what is more disturbing, that he’s naked, or that I think he looks pretty darn good.
I bet Harry’s getting more ass than a toilet seat in an Indian restaurant.
Friday, July 13, 2007
Anyway, I was thinking about this last night and I realized that I don’t think I have ever gone on a first date before. I don’t think it counts as a ‘date’ when you go home with someone from a bar, even if you end up with that person for awhile. And everyone else I’ve ever dated I’ve already known. It’s like I am the 40-year old virgin, except I’m under 30 and we’ve already established that I’m a tad slutty…
Sunday, July 08, 2007
Plus, people from the Daily Show were there, so I got to meet Aasif Mandvi! That’s right bitches, you wish you were me!
And, yes, alright, there were a few very non-environmentally friendly aspects of the show, but the point is they tried. I mean the beer cups were made out of corn people – that is definitely a step in the right direction!
Monday, July 02, 2007
I know my planner is around, I just seem to have misplaced it. It probably got sucked into the vortex of shit that has been swirling around my car since I drove up to Becca’s wedding a little over a week ago. I have just had zero motivation to clean anything the past two weeks.
In other news, God has once again decided to smite me. Live Earth is six days away now and I am starting to get sick. My throat is dry and my nose is a little stuffy. I am drinking about 27 gallons of water a day and taking Emergen-C, so hopefully I will be able to thwart this damn cold, but my roommate has been sick forever, so I might not escape it. Who the hell gets sick in the summer?!