erica nm: i am sick come over and watch movies with me
josh: SO I CAN GET SICK?
erica nm: it's not like we are going to french
josh: PS why are you & cam & jennifer all sick, HMM? what were you doing at your sleepover?!
erica nm: and sarah too!
erica nm: i had a face full of muff, you've figured me out
josh: hahahaha
josh: muff is the funniest word for vah jay jay
erica nm: vah jay jay is THEE WORST word

If you're in the Yay Area, tune your dial to 93.3, right fucking now.

You will, I shit you not, crack your face wide open.

Not sure if anyone saw this on FARK or other related sites, but some company was auctioning off a date with Trishelle (Real World & Surreal Life), the picture brings you to the closed auction.



Anyhow, I was curious as to who would pay 1150 to hang out with her so I looked at the winner bkeeny001's previous auctions.

Here's what he's won as of late.

I am deeply saddened because I can't find my beloved shitty walkman anywhere. It just magically seemed to disappear. This walkman, though decidedly shitty, still has the ability to make long walks to work more tolerable, and hour long gym sessions not as excruciating (despite the fact I'll listen to a tape with the same 5 songs on it, over and over.) I am low on the funds right now, so I don't know when I'll be able to replace it.

Have you seen my walkman? It's about the size of a poptart, but heavier and silver. Its ear buds have mysteriously NOT decided to stray. If you find this very important staple in my life, please contact me at 1-800 PP5 1 Doo Doo.

In other news, yesterday was my first day learning all that barista stuff (they've switched my position at work to new coffee bar barista). For the most part it isn't as taxing as I thought it was going to be. I mean, it's not like 90 percent of my friends haven't at some point worked or currently work at a coffee bar. I know it can't be that hard. It's not the biggest deal in the world, I just get easily confused (and discouraged) by lots of directions. It is also one of my biggest fears EVER to appear slow or less intelligent than the rest of my peers. I have learning disabilities when it comes to following oral directions and then being told to do it right afterwards. I HATE it when people are watching me try to figure something out. It gets me nervous and flustered and then I freeze up and look like an idiot who wasn't paying attention at all. I hate the feeling of being the last person to understand something. It makes my stomach turn. I know you can be a perfectly intelligent person and have specific weaknesses, but I dread the feeling of being looked at as not as fast to grasp something as everyone else. Absolute worst. And that hasn't even happened yet, I just keep fearing it will.

Last night Chris and I watched American Splendor. I'd seen it before, but had no problem with watching it again. It makes me want to watch Crumb, which I guess is on my list of movies to rent soon. The way they portray Crumb in American Splendor reminds me of Ben. When I get paid again I want to buy Eternal Sunshine on DVD. I like how I've started a DVD collection with no DVD player of my own.

So it seems the ladies of 707 (me and my roomates) have all come to Baltimore and found someone special to warm the other side of our beds and drape our arms around in the middle of the night. Well, I'm happy for all of us. We definately deserve it. Last night as I lied on Chris's couch and I watched him sew up his shirt, I realized that for the first time EVER, I am with someone who wants the same things as me- and I can't tell you how absolutely refreshing that is. It filled me with a wonderful warmth that I haven't felt in a long time.

At One-Eyed Jacksor whatever it's called in New Orleans tomorrow night. The Ponys are a Chicago outfit. Hot Snakes, well it's Hot Snakes, there's a snooty quote I could add, but it's made even snootier by not directly referencing it.

Go there. Drink. Bring earplugs. But, you should always wear earplugs anyway.