last night in my unconscious state i:

-got fired from a babysitting job for playing drinking games with a 6 year old.
-found out i was in an action movie with sylvester stalone that i didn't remember filming. (imdb reassured me).
-won a "townie"(some award affiliated with mtv) for writing the pumpkins' song "soma".

i'm pretty awesome in my

songs, eh?

steely dan - my old school.
beach boys - girl don't tell me.
thin lizzy - running break.
elvis costello - radio sweetheart.
kiss me quick - sherman.

i "tag" (and miss) my keeney.

so today started off not so great. but then, while fishing for a frozen pizza, i found a dollar in the freezer!

if this office was carpeted, i'd definitely pull a george costanza and sleep under my desk.

paris.

it makes me laugh when i see someone sitting in a passenger seat of a car. and i think "whoa.. that's a crazy haircut.." and then the person turns their head sideways and i realize it's a dog.

also, i live for drunken mingling.

the only thing that can cheer me up more than underwear shopping is.. over-priced designer underwear shopping.

i definitely need to work that into my schedule sometime soon.

you know those cement pole things at the gas station that they place next to the gas pumps so that.. your car gets stopped by them before it can run into a gas pump? yeah. well. totally drove my car into one today.

surf's up.

and so begins the era of the quite controversial tribriwi style art.