Tuesday, March 28, 2006
My Most Favoritest Day!
Today is my most favoritest day ever! Or at least, today is my most favorite day…today.
The weather is beautiful in NYC and MONDAY is over, which is clearly the best part of the whole week!
For lunch I am going to read my new book and sit and have some wine and just enjoy myself. There is this restaurant up where I work that I’ve been to about a gazillion times and I’ve become friends with one of the servers. She and I talk for a minute and she brings me free wine the entire time. I eat my $5 cheeseburger and read away and when I walk out, I feel so good! And that’s not just because of the wine. There are few things that I love to do by myself in this city and this is definitely one of them.
I’m in a rocking good mood today. I’ve been having a terrible time sleeping lately and last night was my first foray into the world of Lunesta. I drifted off to sleep rather easily and woke up feeling like a million bucks. Seriously…I woke up about 10 minutes before my alarm went off and I jumped out of bed and went “Yahooooooooooooooooo!” Paul was like “What’s the deal?” I bounded into the living room with as much energy as my puppy and started my day. I wish I could feel this good every morning!
Last night Paul ordered us a $70 dinner. Who ORDERS a $70 dinner? Sometimes I fully realize that I’m spoiled by him and then I realize that I’m worth it.
We had Shrimp Po’ Boys, Buffalo wings and the nastiest hummus plate I’ve ever tasted. Then when we were done, Paul went to the store and bought cookie dough so we could make ice cream sandwiches. We sat and talked and ate for hours. He was making me laugh my ass off. We were both in good moods and the jokes were flying back and forth. I just adored every thing about him last night.
On Sunday I said to him “I’m gonna blow you”. We haven’t hooked up together in over a year, so when those words came out of my mouth he was like “WHAAAAAA?” I sucked away for a couple of minutes and even made moaning noises. But he went soft and I said “I’m bored”. I wiped my mouth and we decided to watch a movie. End scene.
Bo Bice is playing on my Itunes Radio right now. That’s just about the lamest, sickest shit I ever done heard. Can American Idol die already? I mean, SNORES! It’s one thing to have to read about it and see it all over my television. Why do I have to listen to it on my radio as well? These people are jokes. And not the funny kind.
On the flip side, Big Love, on HBO, is outstanding. I watched a repeat of Sunday night’s episode with Paul last night and on second viewing, I loved it even more. The acting and writing is just fantastic. In the past, Bill Paxton has been my nemesis. But on this show, he’s fucking great. And I’d even go so far as to say that he’s sexy. Shit. I can’t believe those words actually came out of my fingers. But tis true.
Lately, every time I take a drink of a liquid, I have an aftertaste of ashes in my mouth. It’s pretty nasty and doesn’t at ALL make me think I should quit smoking. Not even for a second.
I’m having one of those days where I feel totally adorable. And I’m not even wearing one of my better looking pair of jeans. But my confidence level is high and I feel strong. My doctor’s assistant called me this morning and was an absolute cunt for no reason and it didn’t even shake me. I stayed pleasant with her on the phone and then hung up on her before she could hang up on me. Little things like that feel so triumphant. As though I would win a prize for being the ultimate bitch.
I had to send my mom my tax information this morning. Every year I say I’ll figure it out myself, but then I end up 3 weeks away from the deadline and have to send it off to her. She likes it tho. It makes her feel like I’m her 28 year old baby. She’ll probably even breast feed me when I get home. I always cough on the powder. It’s unsightly.
In any case…happy TUESDAY!
