|WTF, DICK CHENEY?!
||[Feb. 12th, 2006|09:24 pm]
flowers on demand
this sorta blows my mind. i HATE HATE HATE that this weekend is over. to be honest it has been perfect. friday night jesse, uriah & i met up at the turf club and saw story of the sea, vicious vicious & friends like these. i haven't been to the tur club in motherfuckin ages. i boozed it up, i smoked a couple of smokes, bands ended and we did the buzzed excursion to little t's. oh, it was glorious to be out on the town on a friday night. beforehand jesse and i messed around online and found a bunch of fun stuff, sounds boring and nerdy, but we love it. it was awesome. saturday was go to cheap theatre & see crash and eat buffet day. we were gonna see elizabethtown, but those FUCKERS at brookdale had their online times wrong. but we ended up seeing crash and it was flipping amazing! moving, even... and then went & checked up on jess' brother's house and do a load of laundry before we went to this mediocre but great at the time chinese/vietnamese buffet. and in typical unlucky fashion, i went to blockbuster to rent elizabethtown and it was out.... so i got junebug (great, fantastic performance by amy adams, but generally lackluster movie) and the first disc of season three of season 3 of alias. (WHERE WAS SYDNEY FOR TWO YEARS?! WHEN DO HER AND VAUGHN GET BACK TOGETHER?) Torture, I tell you, all these questions. And what is Irina Derevko cooking up? Why do people, mainly Jack & Sydney, keep trusting her?)|
today: slept late, had a homemade, after 10:30 mcdonald's breakfast, and then went to the gym and kicked ass. kim & i went for lunch after, and it was good to be together. then we watched that sorta lame junebug, jess & i went for groceries late and now i'm typing this droning drivel of domestic happiness (no no no, this is a good thing)
that's all i had to say. i have to get to sleep because i'm a little boring....