smashedpumpkin

brandy at work let me borrow some "erotic" mickey rourke movies to watch. looks like it's erotic mickey rourke movie night. apparently he's much more attractive in these than in "sin city". i would hope so. this reminds me of the ghost world scene in the video store:
video clerk: (digging in ear with pencil as a scholarly man walks up) hello! welcome to masterpiece video. how my i help you this afternoon, sir?
scholarly man: i'm looking for a copy of 8 1/2.
video clerk: is that a new release sir?
scholarly man: no, it's the classic italian film
video clerk: yes sir. i'll just that here on the computer sir...yes here it is: 9 1/2 weeks with mickey rourke. that would be in the erotic drama section.
scholarly man: no, no not 9 1/2, 8 1/2. the fellini film?

no game night with julie and her husband tonight, which makes me sort of sad, but we will resume next week. i didn't understand why, but then i didn't listen to the voicemail very well.

i found my senior pictures today at my parents' house and made magnets out of them. woohoo! me magnets! i have a bunch of those little wallet pictures, i think i'm going to hand them out to co-workers and such, as though i'm an '05' high school graduate. they all must think i'm nuts.

something very potential may be happening on the personal life front. a gigantically huge maybe. even weirder, is that i sort of had a parallel dream to this last night. however, i'll keep you all in the dark. i'm hesitant to discuss personal life matters on here anymore. that's a shame. i need to write a real journal, not a public one. or just call shawna. yes. that.

30 seconds to mars is coming back to the bluebird! i think a week after rilo kiley...so...june 20th? i want to go. i wouldn't care so much if jared leto wasn't the lead man. i'm such a girl.