Geez. It hasn't even been a week since I chopped off all my hair, this time promising to myself that I would keep up with looking snazzy every day.
But it's just so much easier to towel it dry, run some gel through it, and just LEAVE. So what if it's "dike-y." I need a social life anyway.
Last night, I watched Threesome with Becky. If you haven't seen this movie, you should. Sure, it's campy as all hell, but I adore it. I had forgotten how much I enjoy it. I related all too well to the female lead, Alex. ("I need a facial! I need to get out of here! I need a nap! I need a bath! This isn't normal! I'm not normal!")
I want you to all know how groovy Casey is. Really. The kid actually bought me a copy of "Dude, where's my car?" while shopping yesterday. How nice is that? Plus, it has spanish subtitles! I can't wait to learn the spanish word for "dude."
This is an ongoing joke in my apartment, since it's on digital cable pretty much every day and I constantly insist that we watch it (although we never do). Plus, it's just hilarious. I can't help it. Hal Sparks in bubble wrap...I need a minute alone.
...And I'm back.
I went insane last night. No, it happens. It's okay. I'm just sorry Becky had to be there while I piled what's left of my hair on my head and ran around the apartment, screaming "I'm a Who! I'm a Who!"
It can get a little scary sometimes.
Joey Fatone is going to be in the Broadway produtcion of Rent. Who else is going? I'm so there.
I'm totally craving a caramel sundae from McDonald's.
I forgot to add this earlier. My computer has what I think is the funniest virus in history. Basically, I send myself porn and I send hateful emails to everyone else. So, if you get an email from me saying something like "Leave me alone!" I just want you to know that it isn't me. I've gotta remember to run the anti-virus on it when I get home.
My apologies and a farewell??? - 2005-10-20
It should be Friday somewhere. - 2005-10-03
It's Friday again! - 2005-10-01
Amendment to previous entry... - 2005-09-26
Longer than I intended. It's to tide you over for another week. - 2005-09-23