i’m at elizabeth‘s and we are having a sewing bee, i already made two things. there are potheads here too. i am drinking gin and tonics becaue i am eccentric and better than everyone and this guy was here who had really long dreadlocks and he’s white and i was nice and didn’t say anything when everyone began discussing his hair. he’s a student and so is elizabeth’s friend and they were getting angry cos they didn’t understand why talking about education isn’t interesting they were all ARE YOU SERIOUS and in my head i was like I COULDN’T BE ANYMORE SERIOUS but i played it down some but then this girl says I HATE HOW YOU AREN’T ALLOWED TO BE INTELLECTUAL THESE DAYS and inside my brain exploded and i said calmly but firmly that you are perfectly allowed to be intellectual, yer just not allowed to be pretentious about it and it was pretty obvious neither could distinguish the difference between pretentious nerd and intellect so i asked SO WHAT’S YOUR VIEWS ON ABORTION.
i learned today that i don’t like talking to students.
i said i prefer REAL LIFE experiences and they went on some tangents and i purposely spaced out and thought about how amazing i am.
i’m just gonna drink as much gin as i can get away with without them noticing and then leave.
hi liz don’t let your friends read my blog ok bye!!!!!!!!!!
we saw capote last nite. i very much enjoyed it and found myself engrossed right off the bat. i was worried i would have to tell everyone to shut up but some old crotchety guy saved me from that when he went shhhhhhhhh, that was funny. the hanging part is disturbing. capote’s heart gave out when he was 84 due to complications caused by alcoholism. something to look forward to. he always had a gin and tonic in his hand. i counted like 200. after the movie is over you will be very depressed in a good melancholy way like siiiiiiigh i am so sad right now i am walking in a dark cloud of sadness no one understands how i am feeeeeeeeeeling.
i forgot to say we saw failure to launch a few days ago. i give it 9/10 stars, it is actually pretty hilarious and the crazy girl roommate will remind you of me.
on our way home i said to fil hey lets go down this alley that smells like someone is smoking PCP in as a shortcut and turned out the smell got stronger and fil thought 1. i must smoke pcp cos i know what it smells like 2. i must have smoked it in this alley before cos we walked right into this stench.
no i have not smoked pcp. it smells like nail polish apparently, my roommate walked in once when i was doing my nails and exclaimed WHO IS SMOKING PCP!? and i said what? then he described the similar smell.
fil asked me how i knew that alley was going to smell like pcp and i said i dunno educated guess cos i could smell whatever it was before we went down the alley and just surmised that the alley would probably smell like it too having no idea that it would be the source of the smell but this explanation wasn’t good enough for fil, we argued about it all the way home. he asked me how many times i had been in that alley and i said once before during the film festival a few years ago.
me: I WAS MAKING A FUCKING JOKE LIKE HA HA LETS GO DOWN THIS DARK ALLEY AND GET MUGGED AND SAY WE DID GET MUGGED AND YOU SAID HOW DID I KNOW THAT WOULD HAPPEN?! I DON’T KNOW! IT WAS A COINCIDENCE. FINE FROM NOW ON I WILL NEVER MAKE JOKES EVER AGAIN COS THEN IF IT HAPPENS YOU WILL THINK I SECRETLY CALLED SOMEONE AND TOLD THEM TO SMOKE PCP/ROB US…ETC.
i spoke to ward on the fone last nite for the first time in a long time. he told me about how he was mackin’ some married woman for a week and i said uh weren’t you afraid her husband would find out and murder you and her? and he said no, he’s nerdy looking. i said ward, YOU are nerdy looking. and he said NO I HAVE EARRINGS NOW.
come to think of it the only reason my brother made the nintendo club was because he wanted my two dollars. i emailed my dad about the club and he said it was cute and i asked if he was sad that he has two retarded children. he hasn’t responded yet.
i just went and got supreme clientele (ghostface killah) and it is so far my greatest accomplishment this month, possibly in all of 2006. i use to have a burnt copy of it who knows which fucking scavenger-friend took it. i just imagined myself sending a few people some songs off it from itunes and immediately felt extremely greedy and selfish, strange, like i want to keep it all to myself and i don’t want anyone else to hear it, not even fil. sorry. go get your own copy. you will not regret it.
ghostface is the only good thing that came out of wu-tang. oh and maybe some bees.
