Your Boring Saturday Night

law midterm vs. research paper = not working on either! this is not going to end well.

getting ready for Easter for kids tomorrow (baskets, gifts, candy, etc.) and probably going to read in my gerontology textbook. My class doesn't even start until Thursday night and I already have homework - so I feel your pain, other homework-doers. Hang in there.

postin on ilx and listenin to mjb and drinkin coronas

watched basketball and tivoed top chefs-- not all that boring actually

man, i'd love some cable tvs right about now.

Cable at my parents house isn't even fun because I can't drink or turn the volume to any reasonable level and if I'm up late I get yelled at. Way to feel 12, me

drinkin beers and ghostwritin a book and tryin real hard not to be an emo dbag

why can't you drink?
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hoos are you adding in teh robots?

i'ma start dropping subtle robot refs around page 40

Wife in Cancun partying it up w/some mad yogas & me working on some tunes @ home.

"We must pray that we maintain a faithful outlook: a set of blessed eyes that allow us to see God's plan for our lives, a set of holy eyes that stay open and ready for all God's messages, a set of vigilant eyes that remain watchful of Satan and his mechanical minions."

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I can't drink because my mom thinks I'm an alcoholic. Also, a painting fell of the wall onto my head. My mom came into my bedroom (without knocking; I had my headphones on and scared the shit out of me -- thanks for the privacy!) and informed me that it happened to my grandma too and she wasn't planning on moving it to somewhere it won't fall. Thanks a lot.

i am watching movies on my laptop becz kid somehow broke the dvd player in his obsessive eagerness to watch happy feet for the 75th time. i am also drinking wine. nothing has fallen on my head, so i guess i can't complain.

jon maybe she knocked and you didnt know because you had headphones on

i ask with experience

There is something missing in that story. (xp)

i have abandoned any idea of homework and am also watching movie on laptop, but drinking bourbon instead of wine.

I think it may be required to obtain a wee nip of scotch tomorrow, since my dwellings are entirely scotch-free tonight.

I think I'm officially sick of gin.

just watched pbs documentary about scottsboro boys (on dvd); filled with impotent rage. ;_;

!! xp

i generally only like gin in the summer. unless it's martini time, that is.

incredibly hungover. eating figs and jamon serrano and playing video games.

the good life

drinking sake while cuz's catamite plays simpsons game on ps3 really fukcing loud and smokes a sad and embarrassing amoutn of weed

Why did i forget that i could watch hulu.com until now?

saw "snow angels," explored the upscale family-friendly bleakness of downtwon bethesda, now drinking tea and looking up "scottsboro boys" and "catamite" on wikipedia

worked but my mom came to the show and i got to show her backstage. i sat in my booth at the back of the floor with these three druuuuuuunk people who tried to talk about kandinsky and post-Balanchine american choreography but mostly had to focus on trying not to fall out of their chairs

snow angeles kind of interesting, no?

it is the kind of thing i would write if i were homesick

snow angels was pretty good. it reminded me a little bit of bubble and a little bit of the ice storm. all of 'em have the problem of "well here's this slice of desperate unhappiness in the middle of the richest country in the world, but the narrative structure requires a body count."

like the only storyline anybody ever thinks we want to hear or read or see about flyover country is la mort surprise

sam rockwell is fucking brilliant and beckinsale manages to not completely fuck it all up

went with pp and kid to outback to immerse her in the closest thing weve got to australian culture (ha). heard myself pronouncing aussie as "ossie" instead of "ozzie" when ordering the "aussie chips", which were really bad. ordered steak medium and got medium rare which is exactly the outcome i anticipated. came home, put the kid to bed. got the rest of the tags on gta:sa, won 12:1 longshot at offtrack betting on the first try then failed five times at the bmx challenge before giving up. read infantcide thread and considered hipstercide (justifiable on grounds of social retardation obv) and now its 1:31am and pp is about to make cj jump off a really tall los santos skyscraper sans parachute. oh wait, he put the parachute on.

outback steakhouse is always a concession meal, but it is one i have found myself making more than once a year

watched "1408" with visiting high school friend and some other people, heard some really intense gossip about said friend (actually pretty exciting saturday night for me)

the best things on outback's menu are the burgers

i didnt even see the burgers. i asked for the ribeye. i probably wouldnt have if id known the waitress would sit herself down in the booth between beatrice and I to tell me how they have three types of ribeye - ribeye, chargrilled ribeye and the limited edition 20th anniversary 24 hour marinated flame grilled ribeye.

it reminded me of this old man sitting in the booth next to us a few years ago at ihop. he looked 90 something and like the clock was about to run out. he asked for pancakes and the waitress started with the "blueberry? strawberry?" "PANCAKES" "with eggs? bacon? ham?". looking at his wife "I JUST WANT PANCAKES." I think about that guy all the time.

anyway, i really like that weird bread they have at outback. a butter knife wouldnt go astray though.

here the real question: do the burgers have sliced beets on them?

if by 'beets' you mean 'fingernails' then 'yes'

Completely fucked-up sleep schedule here, must have been due to the work week and my damn alarm being on this morning for no good reason -- I spent nearly all the time between 5 pm and now asleep and now feel restless. Bah.

become one of the night dwellers

a pale lot, nary a thought or idea between them

I'm at work!!

case in point

ayo how bout go fuck yourself!!

Talking to Ken C

the essential ingredient of all boring saturday nights.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gePxsQFGtGs

Hay u guyz

Don't get paid 'til Monday, mates and gf all out on piss, having some popcorn to cheer me up. Could have borrowed £50, but this will only mean being short again this time next month. Feels weird, cause I always at least go to the local spoonies.

What's your excuse?