Monday, October 20, 2003
Pretty good, but pretty snorific weekend.
I did see Texas Chainsaw Massacre and loved it. Soooo gruesome and I thought that Jessica Biel was amazing. She cried so many real tears that her performance was utterly inspiring to me. And I must say that every time I heard that chainsaw start up, chills ran up and down my spine. Maybe the best part of the whole experience though, was the fact that the theater was crowded with people. Every time someone got brutally slashed, everyone screamed their heads off. It was hilarious and made the experience that much more worth it.
I also hung out with my friend Hannah on Saturday. She made us homemade chicken wings and we each downed a 6 pack of beer. It was terribly fun, but by the time I got home Saturday, I was exhausted. I decided to avoid alcohol for the rest of the weekend. Probably a good idea. My bowels were very grateful.
I leave on Wednesday to go to San Francisco for the week. I couldn’t be more elated. My job sucks so hardcore that being able to get away is like the most wonderful thing on the planet. I will not miss it in NYC for even a second. When I was walking to the subway this morning, I thought “One more time to do this before I go away on a fantastic trip to a place that’s WARM!” It’s so cold here in the city these days. And I can’t find my winter jacket. Grrrr.
While in SF, my uncles are going to take me to see BEACH BLANKET BABYLON! It is supposed to be the most amazing show ever. It started as a very small theater production over 30 years ago and due to popular demand, it has become a staple as a San Francisco “Must see”. On Friday night my uncles are taking me out to the gay bars. I am most excited about that I think. I want to see what gay people look like in SF. I picture them with really muscular bodies and handlebar mustaches. I am going to jump on one of their Harley’s and take off for a midnight ride. You understand.
They’ve offered to take me wherever I want to go, but I told them that all I really want to do while I am there is drink tons of vodka tonics. They loved that idea. I am SO going to party it up. And eat lots of good food and sleep and rest and ride in a car and not have to wear a jacket outside and go in their hot tub every five minutes and meet their gay friends and play tons of card games and and and and, man, I can’t wait.
Off to get my hair cut for the big trip. Unfortunately, I have so much pomade in my hair today that the stylist is totally going to yell at me the minute I sit in her chair. I am going to tell her to go fuck herself up the twat and then leave. It’s going to be great. I just know it.
Happy Monday!
I did see Texas Chainsaw Massacre and loved it. Soooo gruesome and I thought that Jessica Biel was amazing. She cried so many real tears that her performance was utterly inspiring to me. And I must say that every time I heard that chainsaw start up, chills ran up and down my spine. Maybe the best part of the whole experience though, was the fact that the theater was crowded with people. Every time someone got brutally slashed, everyone screamed their heads off. It was hilarious and made the experience that much more worth it.
I also hung out with my friend Hannah on Saturday. She made us homemade chicken wings and we each downed a 6 pack of beer. It was terribly fun, but by the time I got home Saturday, I was exhausted. I decided to avoid alcohol for the rest of the weekend. Probably a good idea. My bowels were very grateful.
I leave on Wednesday to go to San Francisco for the week. I couldn’t be more elated. My job sucks so hardcore that being able to get away is like the most wonderful thing on the planet. I will not miss it in NYC for even a second. When I was walking to the subway this morning, I thought “One more time to do this before I go away on a fantastic trip to a place that’s WARM!” It’s so cold here in the city these days. And I can’t find my winter jacket. Grrrr.
While in SF, my uncles are going to take me to see BEACH BLANKET BABYLON! It is supposed to be the most amazing show ever. It started as a very small theater production over 30 years ago and due to popular demand, it has become a staple as a San Francisco “Must see”. On Friday night my uncles are taking me out to the gay bars. I am most excited about that I think. I want to see what gay people look like in SF. I picture them with really muscular bodies and handlebar mustaches. I am going to jump on one of their Harley’s and take off for a midnight ride. You understand.
They’ve offered to take me wherever I want to go, but I told them that all I really want to do while I am there is drink tons of vodka tonics. They loved that idea. I am SO going to party it up. And eat lots of good food and sleep and rest and ride in a car and not have to wear a jacket outside and go in their hot tub every five minutes and meet their gay friends and play tons of card games and and and and, man, I can’t wait.
Off to get my hair cut for the big trip. Unfortunately, I have so much pomade in my hair today that the stylist is totally going to yell at me the minute I sit in her chair. I am going to tell her to go fuck herself up the twat and then leave. It’s going to be great. I just know it.
Happy Monday!
