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2003-01-21 - 11:25 p.m.
i love the nightlife. i've got to boogie

they got a name for the winners in the world / i wanna name when i lose - steely dan

"i was gonna have my staff read it, but, i was worried that knowledge leads to freedom" - karen walker

can i just say, that i love steely dan. i just remember loving "hey nineteen" when i was a little kid. my parents had that 45, and i'd play it over, and over. also, blue bayou by linda rondstat. i was way cool, huh? did i spell rondstat right? or did i mispell it twice?

we're supposed to be going to some place called "wine lovers" tomorrow. shannan's on a manhunt, and we agreed to go along. i think this her friend lisa is going too. shannan is the nicest, sweetest, most generous girl i know. she's cool as hell. she used to like me, but, we got over the itty bitty awkwardness, and now we're great friends. i really want her to find someone. someone who deserves her, and everything she has to offer.

does anyone watch "dinner for five" on ifc? i love that show, but, sometimes someone comes on, and it's like, for the love of god, shut your mouth, dude. last night, the guest were kevin smith, ben affleck, colin farell, and jennifer garner, and the host john favreau. kevin smith (who i love) would not shut up. i wanted to hear colin farell talk. he's fucking hot, and his accent gives me a woody. but, smith, affleck, AND favreau were total topic hogs. the only worse episode was when marilyn manson was trying to talk, and andy dick kept butting in, and making sure that he let everybody know that he was with manson. like someone would ask about a certain party, or whatever, and andy dick was like, "oh, i was there. remember?", and marilyn manson was like, "yeah. so, anyway..." poor guy. have i told my andy dick story wherein i saw him procuring drugs at fairfax high? well, i did. it was so obvious it was pathetic.

matt, and i are going with patches, and jose to b.b. king's blues club saturday night. there's a band that they know playing. her little sister is coming too. i love her so much. i haven't seen her in ages. i told matt that we need to start going out more. we did, and then we didn't. he likes going out, has no problem staying out, and he's down for whatever when we get home. so, it's not really a problem, but, i don't want to become the "let's just stay in tonight" couple. like, fuck that, m'kay? unacceptable. i'm not saying i want to rock and roll all night, and party everyday, or whatever, but, we live together, we love each other, and that's all fucking rad, but, i can't be home all the time. i think he can go either way. he's done the clubbing, partying, whatever thing, and god knows i've had my fun, but, i still need to be out, and dance, and hang out with friends, and feel fabulous sometimes. he does too. he's got his going out clothes. his cool gear. whatever. by the way, it's not a problem exactly. it's just that when i'm like, "what are we doing this weekend?" he's been like, "let's just hang out at home." it's fine sometimes. just staying home, screwing around, and stuff, but, i think we've done plenty of that.

i think i'm sounding bitchy, and i'm not trying to. or wanting to. whatever. goodnight.

-take it / leave it-

older entries:
when the walls come tumbling down - 2007-08-17
long weekend - 2007-05-21
gays gone wild - 2007-04-22
fried and objectified - 2007-03-13
fried and objectified - 2007-03-13

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