Friday, April 04, 2003
Finally, it’s Friday.
I made a big mistake. I rubbed out all of the gel I had in my hair, cuz it looked like nutsack. Now what remains is a huge POOF of bullshit. I sit here at my desk, glancing at my reflection and grow more and more embarrassed at the damage I have caused. I tried to put water in it to fix it, but to no avail. I still sit here laying claim to the worst hairstyle on the planet. Lordy, I really need to get it cut soon.
Last night I finally got my wish of eating sushi! Paul and I went to dinner at our favorite Soosh place and sat at the “bar” so we could watch the chef’s do it first hand. It was fun, cept watching people make your food is pretty sick. The chefs didn’t wear gloves and when they were putting the rolls together, it all looked so slimy and barfaricious.
Yet, when our order came, I shoved each roll down my gullet. I even tried a new kind last night! DRAGON MAKI! Ooooooooooh scary! Cuz of dragons! This particular roll is covered in avocado. I liked it, but prefer my Philly Maki better.
Paul and I finally saw Jackass the Movie. OMIGOD I loved it. I am not a HUGE fan of the show, but I have been known to catch it on occasion. Paul owns “Steve-O Uncut” and that shit’s pretty fucked up. (If you don’t know, Steve-O is one of the main stunt performers on Jackass. He’s the one that always runs around naked) But Jackass the Movie was fucking hysterical. Most of it is them hurting themselves and I don’t really laugh at that stuff, but when they play jokes on the public, they go so overboard, that I lose myself in hysterical laughter. I won’t give away any of the scenes, cuz I want everyone to experience it for the first time by themselves. But MAN I was rolling on the floor unable to contain myself. Honestly, I don’t remember the last time I laughed so intensely.
Still no hook up with Paul. We are hanging out again tonight so maybe then? Maybe I need to relax and stop freaking out about it every day. That would probably be step #1.
I decided that I don’t like Paul’s roommate Lisa anymore. Member when I hated her, but then I started to like her? Well, she gets on my nerves again and big time. Last night she got home from this event that her job was sponsoring and she bounds into Paul’s room wasted and goes “I need to smoke pot! Who’s got some?”
Now clearly, I am the only one that could have the “pot” as Paul never buys his own. (Don’t get me started on that one) But I have like none left. So I say “I don’t have any left. I am SO sorry.” Paul chirps in “Yes you do. It’s on the dresser.”
At that point I could have easily ripped Paul’s lungs out. But I calmly responded with “No it isn’t Paul. There is none left.” Then Lisa goes “You don’t HAVE to smoke with me if you don’t want to.”
OH SNORES LISA. Fucking go away.
In any case, I covertly hid the pot that Paul claims I had sitting on the dresser. Then I sat there acting as though they were both out of their minds to even THINK that I would have it on me. Eventually Lisa gave up and went to bed and I look at Paul and go “Don’t you EVER offer up MY pot to YOUR roommates. I am not the supplier of everyone’s drug whims. The minute people want to start tossing me some cash, THEN they get some smoke.”
Paul waved me away in a condescending manner and then I stuck my finger in his belly button again.
THAT GOT HIM!
That’s what I do now when he pisses me off. Stick my finger way down into his belly button.
Tonight we are off to THE HOUSE OF 1000 CORPSES. SPOOOOOOKY and GORRRRRRRRRRRRRY and ITALLLLLLLLLICS.
I am excited to be grossed out.
Tomorrow my parents come. Tomorrow night I will hopefully find some plans cuz right now I got none! I haven’t had a drink at all this week. In fact, I haven’t had a drink since last Friday! What is happening to me?!?!
I wish I had friends to go out with. But eh…it’s been nice to detox a little.
SHABBAT SHALOM ALL!
Be back in here this weekend.
I made a big mistake. I rubbed out all of the gel I had in my hair, cuz it looked like nutsack. Now what remains is a huge POOF of bullshit. I sit here at my desk, glancing at my reflection and grow more and more embarrassed at the damage I have caused. I tried to put water in it to fix it, but to no avail. I still sit here laying claim to the worst hairstyle on the planet. Lordy, I really need to get it cut soon.
Last night I finally got my wish of eating sushi! Paul and I went to dinner at our favorite Soosh place and sat at the “bar” so we could watch the chef’s do it first hand. It was fun, cept watching people make your food is pretty sick. The chefs didn’t wear gloves and when they were putting the rolls together, it all looked so slimy and barfaricious.
Yet, when our order came, I shoved each roll down my gullet. I even tried a new kind last night! DRAGON MAKI! Ooooooooooh scary! Cuz of dragons! This particular roll is covered in avocado. I liked it, but prefer my Philly Maki better.
Paul and I finally saw Jackass the Movie. OMIGOD I loved it. I am not a HUGE fan of the show, but I have been known to catch it on occasion. Paul owns “Steve-O Uncut” and that shit’s pretty fucked up. (If you don’t know, Steve-O is one of the main stunt performers on Jackass. He’s the one that always runs around naked) But Jackass the Movie was fucking hysterical. Most of it is them hurting themselves and I don’t really laugh at that stuff, but when they play jokes on the public, they go so overboard, that I lose myself in hysterical laughter. I won’t give away any of the scenes, cuz I want everyone to experience it for the first time by themselves. But MAN I was rolling on the floor unable to contain myself. Honestly, I don’t remember the last time I laughed so intensely.
Still no hook up with Paul. We are hanging out again tonight so maybe then? Maybe I need to relax and stop freaking out about it every day. That would probably be step #1.
I decided that I don’t like Paul’s roommate Lisa anymore. Member when I hated her, but then I started to like her? Well, she gets on my nerves again and big time. Last night she got home from this event that her job was sponsoring and she bounds into Paul’s room wasted and goes “I need to smoke pot! Who’s got some?”
Now clearly, I am the only one that could have the “pot” as Paul never buys his own. (Don’t get me started on that one) But I have like none left. So I say “I don’t have any left. I am SO sorry.” Paul chirps in “Yes you do. It’s on the dresser.”
At that point I could have easily ripped Paul’s lungs out. But I calmly responded with “No it isn’t Paul. There is none left.” Then Lisa goes “You don’t HAVE to smoke with me if you don’t want to.”
OH SNORES LISA. Fucking go away.
In any case, I covertly hid the pot that Paul claims I had sitting on the dresser. Then I sat there acting as though they were both out of their minds to even THINK that I would have it on me. Eventually Lisa gave up and went to bed and I look at Paul and go “Don’t you EVER offer up MY pot to YOUR roommates. I am not the supplier of everyone’s drug whims. The minute people want to start tossing me some cash, THEN they get some smoke.”
Paul waved me away in a condescending manner and then I stuck my finger in his belly button again.
THAT GOT HIM!
That’s what I do now when he pisses me off. Stick my finger way down into his belly button.
Tonight we are off to THE HOUSE OF 1000 CORPSES. SPOOOOOOKY and GORRRRRRRRRRRRRY and ITALLLLLLLLLICS.
I am excited to be grossed out.
Tomorrow my parents come. Tomorrow night I will hopefully find some plans cuz right now I got none! I haven’t had a drink at all this week. In fact, I haven’t had a drink since last Friday! What is happening to me?!?!
I wish I had friends to go out with. But eh…it’s been nice to detox a little.
SHABBAT SHALOM ALL!
Be back in here this weekend.
