2004-02-10 - 12:06 p.m.
the suicide girls show was a bust. utterly boring. and hard to see anything. and what i did see was...yawn. i mean, maybe i'm a pervert but it was tame and lame. and for the record, food and sex should never be mixed. and hearing "chocolate salty balls" from south park while watching girls pour chocolate sauce on each other is surreal and embarrassing. two thumbs way the fuck down. twas nice to see anna and thebtms and redwine tho. i suppose that was the only highlight of the night. oh wait, the other highlight was the actual true blue pirate who stood next to me. i shit you not. we're talking eye patch, cape and enormous hat with a feather in it. i was thisclose to asking him if he knew captain jack sparrow. savvy?
tonight, free movie party with the sis and the rents. not sure how i got invited, but i'll hardly ever pass up anything free. even if it is the hockey movie "miracle".
i would also like to state for the record that i am completely unmotivated at work. and couldn't be happier that monday is a day off. god bless presidents, except gwbush. also, why did i dream that i met john kerry last night? i had a long conversation with him in it and when it was over, i told him i was "pleasantly surprised" by what he had to say. wish i could remember what it was, i think it had something to do with health care. political dreams? not like me.
