No posts in way too long. Its winter, and not much is going on. The cold long months have been punctuated by trips to Florida for game show auditions, drunken adventures in the snow (Snow Day!), and driving through life with the cruise control activated. Its not the most exciting exsistance, but I’m enjoying it….
I might truely have crossed into the pocked, unlevel terrain of full-on lush (Yeah, like this is my first foray into that territory. Moving on….). This morning, my mouth phleghmy and tooth-sweatered, I recalled bumming cigarettes last night outside of Townhouse. I adore smoking while I’m drinking, but I don’t really ever do it otherwise….
(11:08:00) Lurker Z H: I’ve gotta go to the gym(11:08:06) TrvVn5: ok have fun(11:08:07) Lurker Z H: I finished this shake, now I have no more excuses(11:08:14) TrvVn5: no sex with strangers in the steam room Assclown– I don’t think I ever told him why I don’t have my old gym membership, either…
Good lord. I spent New Years working at the club like a champagne infused chimp. I wonder if I could have been a 3 Olives flavor… It went down quite spectacularly, New Years (not me), I mean. That’s not an understatement- there may as well have been fireworks. The Brit came by the club and…
Okie dokie. This post is coming at ya via my new phone. Its a cingular 8525 and I am just learning the keys. I likie.
That ‘r’ sound post from a few days ago? I almost pissed myself laughing at 30 Rock when they had the movie “Rural Juror” mentioned. haha. RurJur.
Oh, Trevis. If only I could apolgoize more. When your best friend died, all we could do was hold a moment in time for her. I was so selfish, I didn’t get the gravity of losing a best friend, even one that had been so distant for so long. You lit some candles, and I…
As a boy, I had trouble pronouncing my “r” sounds. Tookey was the best I could manage for a little while. I had trouble with my “s” sounds, too, but I reckon thats just commonly called a lisp. Thank goodness for speech therapy. I had a great visit home, and a good weekend of work….
I’m in swoon with Sacha Baron Cohen. Borat‘s one of the funniest mothereffing thing I’ve seen in quite a long time. Stoned and in good form with Wendy, we laughed our heads off. Go see it. PS: I really can’t stick to anything. The only major thing I’ve actually followed through on in years is…
I’m going a little bit batty. It’s been five days since the marathon and I want to go running terribly. I’m craving a nice hour of pavement pounding, but unfortunately I could do real damage to myself if I were to actually go out and about. So, I’m just fantasizing about it. Jon Jon sent…