Dude can you please come to Mercie's next weekend. It'll be great I promise. WE LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUU. DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT. I'll bribe you. We'll cuddle. We'll ALL cuddle. Like a really hot sandwich. It'll be great.
This journal update brought to you by the letter "F", for FedEx, and the number "15", for how many minutes the FedEx guy leaned on my freaking doorbell this morning as I was trying to sleep off a roaring hangover.
Last night was my friend Dave's 37th birthday. Yes, all my friends are a fair bit older than me. We went to Blue Star, a... Read More
ooo how exciting! i shittily painted my living room a nice reddish color once, then got confused on where to stop, since it was an attic type place, and the ceilings slanted with the walls. I ended up painting the ceilings, too, which made the whole room feel like it was closing in on me. heh. WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT !!!!!!!!!?#!@J?!L#J@!?
so yeah, I guess I'm sticking with white for now. Where did you end up moving to? Not the warehouse, right?
a friend of mine makes the most fantastic seared tenderloin. She crusts it with just salt and pepper and some light marinate, then slap slap on the pan, and oy, heaven in a piece of beef. I like crusted seared stuff. crunchy is good. mmmmm crunchy.
i carded a 38 year old last night. I'm pretty okay with that.
So I take it you found a new place to live? Congrats.
That description of dinner made me really hungry. I haven't had good seafood for a while.
And yeah, france was great. I love going there, I just wish I could have stayed longer. Great food and wine, beautiful women, what more could you ask for?
Oh yeah - and I don't know if you're interested, but I have a group of people who I play poker with fairly regularly. either $10 or $20 buy in, tournament style hold 'em. It's pretty fun. I can let you know if you want in the next time we're playing.
My new place is so great, even though the landlord still has people working on it at 9 in the morning. I foresee a small problem with a couple of the roommates, but it should be resolved tonight, and not be an issue again.
It's rather nice, actually, the miniscule amount of personal possessions I have. I've always been... Read More
So, yesterday, just as I was somewhat despairing that I would ever find a new place to live, one of my new roommates called to tell me that I made the cut and so I'm moving back to Brooklyn!!! The place is super-nice: whole brownstone, two kitchens,... Read More
congrats on the new place, you should have the whole SGNY crew over to scare the new roomies seriously though, i hope everything works out with the new place. was good seeing you last night, even if it was for like 5 seconds
I think I've decided to go vegetarian again. For health reasons. I figure it will help with my digestion and crippling heartburn. It's been several years since I went back to carnivore-dom, and yesterday I realized that I pretty much don't eat anything without meat in it. So, you know, hopefully this will help me lose a bit of the fat I've collected around my... Read More
I hate looking for apartments. Especially looking for shares. It's like, "Please please please validate me and think I'm good enough to live with and like me and pick me and I'm really okay I promise please don't reject me I need a PLACE TO FUCKING LIVE!!!!!!!!!!!"
UGH.
It's the most frustrating thing ever. I just wish people would get back in touch with me... Read More
Fuck. My roommate came home from China two weeks early. And threw out my Who Wants to be a Millionaire audition ticket. And is going to be all in the way while I'm trying to move next week. This stinks.
I'm going on Who Wants to be a Millionaire tomorrow. Again. This time it's not lame-ass Celebrity Trivia edition, so I'd say I've got a pretty good shot at making it. Unfortunately, I have to sit in the audience through two tapings in order to go on. Ah, well, the million bucks will make it all worthwhile. Who wants to be a Phone-a-Friend?
You can use me as your phone friend, but I might be too tempted to make a dick joke and blow your chances as payback for stealing my beer and leaving me in a trash can.
pps.
ppps. i love you for real, dawg.