So I went to see Dogface tonight. Uh...it was the worst thing I have ever seen. Now I feel like I'm a fairly cultured person and enjoy odd and interesting literature and performances. This was 90 minutes I will never get back. Let's go through some of the things I saw this evening...
trailer...cross-gender acting women dressed like cowboys...man playing either mentally retarded guy or guy with CP...woman screaming most of her lines...lines I just didn't get...my breath because the show was in an old steel mill...MR/CP guy molesting screaming woman...grunting fake raccoon...fake raccoon attacking man's nuts...hamster bedding all over the floor...MR/CP guy simulating cunninglingus and "digital sex" on screaming woman...MR/CP guy bringing out baby skeleton that was smoking/burning and presenting it to audience...MR/CP guy showering in wooden shower and then turning around for full frontal nudity...MR/CP guy climbing in box after screaming woman...MR/CP guy and screaming woman covered in blood.
What the fuck?
I hope all the details didn't ruin it for you. It seriously was the worse thing I have EVER seen. My sister went with me and we were just speechless afterward. She said she needed a shower.
Terrible. F.
On the date scene....keeping quiet on this one. I'll let you know how it unfolds...really because I really have no idea what I feel or how it's going. And, Jay, you're right. I don't want to jinx it now.
Sunday, March 27, 2005
Friday, March 25, 2005
Could It Be My Time??
Okay...so I went out on my date last night. It's scary...because nothing went wrong. He walked up and first of all-his picture does him no justice. F-ing gorgeous!!! I was actually ready to run because he was so damn cute. Nice. Educated. Smart. Funny. HOT! Successful. What's gives??? I hope it's not too good to be true. Though...I feel like I've put my dues in with asshole men. Could it be my time?
We met up for drinks, watched a few b-ball games and talked. He asked if we could do this again and I (coyly, though I wanted to be like Hell Yeah!) agreed. A hug goodnight and a request for me to call him tomorrow. I dropped an email saying thanks and that I would give him a buzz. Before I could call him....he called and suggested that we meet up later on this evening. Of course I was like, "Sure," but really was like "OH MY GOD!" Could it be my time?
And...I went shopping today. Dropped a ridiculous amount of money. Bought much needed bras and underware, 2 pairs of jeans and some shirts. Now, if you are a girl you know the ordeal of buying bras. UGH!! It always sucks and is depressing. Jeans...same feeling. Within an hour I bought 7 bras, 10 pairs of underware and the 2 pairs of jeans. So...good date, easy shopping...shit. Should I play the Powerball tomorrow? I'm feelin' pretty lucky. Could it be my time?
*By the way...tried on the new IPEX bra from Vicki's Secret...IT SUCKS!!! I'm glad as I did not feel like spending $47 on each bra.
Okay. Off to shower and primp for the evening. Hopefully, my luck doesn't run out. However, if it does, I still had a great time.
We met up for drinks, watched a few b-ball games and talked. He asked if we could do this again and I (coyly, though I wanted to be like Hell Yeah!) agreed. A hug goodnight and a request for me to call him tomorrow. I dropped an email saying thanks and that I would give him a buzz. Before I could call him....he called and suggested that we meet up later on this evening. Of course I was like, "Sure," but really was like "OH MY GOD!" Could it be my time?
And...I went shopping today. Dropped a ridiculous amount of money. Bought much needed bras and underware, 2 pairs of jeans and some shirts. Now, if you are a girl you know the ordeal of buying bras. UGH!! It always sucks and is depressing. Jeans...same feeling. Within an hour I bought 7 bras, 10 pairs of underware and the 2 pairs of jeans. So...good date, easy shopping...shit. Should I play the Powerball tomorrow? I'm feelin' pretty lucky. Could it be my time?
*By the way...tried on the new IPEX bra from Vicki's Secret...IT SUCKS!!! I'm glad as I did not feel like spending $47 on each bra.
Okay. Off to shower and primp for the evening. Hopefully, my luck doesn't run out. However, if it does, I still had a great time.
Monday, March 21, 2005
Nunya...
Okay...so I have a date on Thursday. I'm not saying too much as I don't want to jinx it (right, Jay?) So...until then. It's nunya.
Thursday, March 17, 2005
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
Love Me Some...
All of my NYC readers...when you see my husband...please let him know I'm waiting. Love me some .....
Wasn't it sweet how he was singing to me this evening?
Wasn't it sweet how he was singing to me this evening?
Monday, March 14, 2005
Jesus, Freaks
Just watched Starsky and Hutch. Goofy, but kinda funny. I do love the BlockBuster rip off of NetFlicks, though. So convenient. Except, the envelopes are kind of flimsy and my one return envelop is missing something because it got ripped off in the mail. Oh well. It's convenient.
Went to church on Sunday for the first time in about 3 years. It was nice. Contemporary service...lost of music and the message was nice and had Pop Culture references. Interesting. I actually think I'm going to start going more often. Maybe I'll find a man there. Don't people always say that? Church or the grocery store? It certainly isn't going to be on Match. This is rude to say (wait...is church rubbing off on me??) but what a bunch of freaks have been emailing me. One guy emailed 3 times (I hadn't responded the first-or the second!) And, I'm sick of the creepy old men. Hello?? What part of a 28 wants a 59?? Gross. One guy has on his profile that a sexually submissive person is preferable. Um, why don't you just put down "Someone willing to be tied up in the basement for three days." No thanks. Oh what that $50 would have done. Honestly, I think I'll be glad when it's all over. I have too much other shit to worry about right now. Yeah...like which....well, I'm sure there is something better than perverts and dorks. Am I having a bad day?? Must be. Okay, so maybe church hasn't rubbed off on me yet.
Went to church on Sunday for the first time in about 3 years. It was nice. Contemporary service...lost of music and the message was nice and had Pop Culture references. Interesting. I actually think I'm going to start going more often. Maybe I'll find a man there. Don't people always say that? Church or the grocery store? It certainly isn't going to be on Match. This is rude to say (wait...is church rubbing off on me??) but what a bunch of freaks have been emailing me. One guy emailed 3 times (I hadn't responded the first-or the second!) And, I'm sick of the creepy old men. Hello?? What part of a 28 wants a 59?? Gross. One guy has on his profile that a sexually submissive person is preferable. Um, why don't you just put down "Someone willing to be tied up in the basement for three days." No thanks. Oh what that $50 would have done. Honestly, I think I'll be glad when it's all over. I have too much other shit to worry about right now. Yeah...like which....well, I'm sure there is something better than perverts and dorks. Am I having a bad day?? Must be. Okay, so maybe church hasn't rubbed off on me yet.
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
Deja VW?
OMG! Today after seeing Million Dollar Baby (which was absolfuckinglutely wonderful) I stopped at the gas station to get some...well, gas. Anyway. I pull in and swipe my card through the card thingy and was waiting to authorize. It goes through and I reach to press the gas type...SHIT! I almost...almost I remind you....put diesel in my car. Six years ago in June I had only had my beautiful VW Passat about a month. It was a hot summer day. My A/C was blowing and my friend and I were heading out to do some shopping. I pull up to the gas station, leave the car running (it was hot, ya know) and put a FULL TANK OF DIESEL in my car. *Sidenote. My car is NOT A DIESEL.* I about died. I had to have my car towed to the dealership, tank drained and fuel system flushed. Fortunately, it only cost me $175...and a lot of embarrassment. However, today...it did make me chuckle today.
Monday, March 07, 2005
New Beginnings and Change?
Symbols of spring and Easter. Eggs, bunnies, green grass, tulips...all symbols of new beginnings and change, right? This weekend I had a girls' night as it seems that half of my friends relationships are falling apart or over. Okay, maybe not half of them but a few different ones. Whether taking a break, breaking up, or being in limbo...it's all change. It's all new. I started looking back at my relationships and I realize whether by coincidence or not. ALL of my major relationships have ended at this time. I'll be honest, I almost hate Easter for this reason. Not that Easter is a romantic holiday, but it is one that you would share with a significant other. Like Thanksgiving, it is a "swing" holiday. We can go to your house for Thanksgiving and mine at Easter. I love my family and always enjoyed having my boyfriends over for family dinners, get togethers or what not. Easter always left me in the dust. I can look back and even when I wasn't getting dumped (which was usually the case) I did the breaking up (once) and even had break-ups suggested though I desperately hung on at those times.
So...is it in the air? Does spring do this? Does planetary alignment suggest a change? (I know, I know...but I love the psychics!)
Does anyone have any happy stories of Spring relationships or are we doomed to be dumped every time we hear the pat of a bunny's feet?
So...is it in the air? Does spring do this? Does planetary alignment suggest a change? (I know, I know...but I love the psychics!)
Does anyone have any happy stories of Spring relationships or are we doomed to be dumped every time we hear the pat of a bunny's feet?
Spring
I think I'm ready for Spring. Though spring is probably my least favorite season due to the rain, today is so pretty that I'm ready for it. Walking outside, sitting outside, fresh air. Then I checked the weather forecast. Hm. I think today is a fluke as for the next 10 days is snow on and off.
Friday, March 04, 2005
Thursday, March 03, 2005
Tasty
After 2+ years of quitting caffeine, I'm back on to it...only part way. The other night I made iced green tea. Yum. I haven't had this in sooo long. Though, I'm thinking green tea doesn't have as much caffeine. Am I right? Whatever...it's quite tasty.
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
True Love Does Exist
Every time I get discouraged or disgusted about dating something happens that makes me change my mind. Now, nothing has happened to me, but it's what I noticed.
My parents have been married for almost 38 years. They have been together for 43. Unbelievable for people that are 58 and 61. They have been together for more than half their lifetimes and are still, to this day madly in love. It's funny how you notice these things. Small jestures, looks and more importantly words. I'm not talking about "I love you so much! I could never live without you!" But, the stories that they tell.
My dad (who has been going bald for quite a while now) got a haircut today. He went for the "Bruce Willis" look which looks great on him. His hair was never kept long going bald, but it's super short now. Looks good. Now...he's had a shorter haircut before and everytime he gets it cut like that my mother tells the story of how in college he joined the ROTC and they buzzed his hair. My mom then nicknamed him "Henry" from some comic they read as kids. Hearing this story many times over the years has, I thought, made me numb to it. Heard it. Been there, done that. Today he came home with the haircut and my mother had someone in the house looking at jewelery...she sells it on the side. Anyway, my mom preceeds to tell this woman the story and my dad replies with, "I just told someone that story today." Cute. Lovely. What I hope to have someday. Someone who is in sync with me. Someone who shares my stories. Not just when I'm with them, but when something else happens while I'm away from them and at that moment...apart...we share the moment. True love does exist. And contrary to the movies...it doesn't die after marriage.
I know not all marriages are like this. They should be. My parents don't pour over each other, but they share their "moments." The one thing I love about their relationship is that they have their seperate lives and their life. They are friends. The best of. It does give me hope that someone like that, someone that is my friend is out there. It's refreshing.
There...now that's not as boring as the last entry.
My parents have been married for almost 38 years. They have been together for 43. Unbelievable for people that are 58 and 61. They have been together for more than half their lifetimes and are still, to this day madly in love. It's funny how you notice these things. Small jestures, looks and more importantly words. I'm not talking about "I love you so much! I could never live without you!" But, the stories that they tell.
My dad (who has been going bald for quite a while now) got a haircut today. He went for the "Bruce Willis" look which looks great on him. His hair was never kept long going bald, but it's super short now. Looks good. Now...he's had a shorter haircut before and everytime he gets it cut like that my mother tells the story of how in college he joined the ROTC and they buzzed his hair. My mom then nicknamed him "Henry" from some comic they read as kids. Hearing this story many times over the years has, I thought, made me numb to it. Heard it. Been there, done that. Today he came home with the haircut and my mother had someone in the house looking at jewelery...she sells it on the side. Anyway, my mom preceeds to tell this woman the story and my dad replies with, "I just told someone that story today." Cute. Lovely. What I hope to have someday. Someone who is in sync with me. Someone who shares my stories. Not just when I'm with them, but when something else happens while I'm away from them and at that moment...apart...we share the moment. True love does exist. And contrary to the movies...it doesn't die after marriage.
I know not all marriages are like this. They should be. My parents don't pour over each other, but they share their "moments." The one thing I love about their relationship is that they have their seperate lives and their life. They are friends. The best of. It does give me hope that someone like that, someone that is my friend is out there. It's refreshing.
There...now that's not as boring as the last entry.
Boring Stuff on a Day Off
I love Ellen. Two snow days in a row has given me the chance to watch her show. She's so funny. I remember seeing her on VH1's stand-up show (was it Spotlight Stand-up??) 15+ years ago and thinking she was pretty funny then. -I should be an agent as I predicted her success!!-
I also really like J-lo's new song Get Right. Catchy beat and melody.
It's snowing like crazy outside. I'm not exactly sure on how much I have in my backyard, but I'm guessing around 10 inches. I don't mind. It puts us to June 9 as the last day of school....but I don't really care. The kids never come anyway at the end of the year.
Not too much going on here today. I did watch Kill Bill Vol. 1 the other night. Not usually my kind of movie as I don't care for action movies, but it was pretty good. Just made me think of this....got a wink the other night from a guy who competes in Ultimate Fighting. All I could think of was when Monica dated the UF guy on Friends. Ha!
This is boring so I'll write more later.
I also really like J-lo's new song Get Right. Catchy beat and melody.
It's snowing like crazy outside. I'm not exactly sure on how much I have in my backyard, but I'm guessing around 10 inches. I don't mind. It puts us to June 9 as the last day of school....but I don't really care. The kids never come anyway at the end of the year.
Not too much going on here today. I did watch Kill Bill Vol. 1 the other night. Not usually my kind of movie as I don't care for action movies, but it was pretty good. Just made me think of this....got a wink the other night from a guy who competes in Ultimate Fighting. All I could think of was when Monica dated the UF guy on Friends. Ha!
This is boring so I'll write more later.
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