"I'm spinning round the room in awe" ryan adams

Friday, December 10, 2004

so not a good lay

Well...it ended up being Rob, Charise, Dave, and me watching porn tonight. (see previous blog). Rob and I made the Taco Bell run, because Rob said "nothing says a 'bone party' like tacos." Yeah. So we scrounged up what few bills we had and went down the street to T-Bell for our vegetarian fill.

Charise and Dave came by shortly afterwards with the booze and the PBRs were cracked open and the porn went in.

Well, we all enjoyed Rob's commentary and we all put in our fair share of critiques and deduced that Paris and her bf are really not good lays. Like seriously, they were both pretty damn awful. Granted, Rich had an anaconda, but still, it was excrutiating, no wonder the girl didn't want it out, it all sucked. The night vision was pretty damn funny. It was probably the worst "suck down" and blow job in the history of celebrity porn.

Afterwards we watched the "bonus footage" of the amatuers. We all shared a moment and tomorrow night at the record store should be interesting.

So we were all standing up saying our goodbyes and comforting each other when a vase just fell and shattered. Oh yeah, before that a DVD just fell off the shelf. So fucking weird. I guess my ghost doesn't like porn. I think tonight I may sleep with the lights on, I don't know.

Raf's dad actually practices this sort of stuff and has studied, uh...exorcism? After Rob and Charise witnessed this, they said that it has to be done. Welcome to my spooky world

Thursday, December 09, 2004

porn and popcorn

Somehow this has become a regular thing with Rob and me.

He took me to my first strip club, bought me a lapdance (female strip club, and yes, I'm straight), and we have watched girls and guys gone wild together. We share a special, though strange bond ever since Martini violated us. Oh, and Rob is married, which makes this all the more strange, but somehow normal despite everything else odd in our lives.

Someone had traded in the infamous Paris Hilton DVD while we were working together at the record store last weekend. Without hesistation we both said we had wanted to watch it. He visits his wife in Harrisburg two days out of the week, and he came back today, so tonight is the night we watch "One Night in Paris".

We may get Taco Bell too. Mmmm...porn, popcorn, and taco bell. What a Thursday!
I'll let you know if it is amazing.

Wednesday, December 08, 2004

yay me being all domestic

I feel a slight sense of accomplishment today since I have spent the past five hours cleaning. I rarely have time to clean, let alone a huge chunk of time. And to be honest with you, I am not too adept at the whole cleaning thing. For starters, I have never used that powdered bleach stuff that you put on porcelain until a few months ago and I had to call my mom today to find out how to mop, "do i went the floors first? do i have to wet the floors after to clean up the cleany stuff?"

It's an ordeal to set up my washer each time I do laundry, so I also decided to wash everything that could be washed. I'm now on my fifth load. My whole apartment smells mountain fresh.

And I even did my dishes! And folded towels! And took out the trash!

Haha this is just hilarious to me that I only do all of the above about once every six weeks. I think I would make an awful domestic person. I can't cook. I burnt my grilled cheese tonight. And I don't really like cleaning, though I beleive I am fairly organized and can control my chaos.

Windex time!

my rotten tuesday

Usually I am so busy that I have almost every minute of my day planned, and Tuesday was no exception with my schedule jam packed with riding, working at the tv studio, then closing the record store.On my way to my barn, I realized that I had left my wallet at my apartment, so I turned around - just in case something happened. Less than a mile away from my place, I sputtered out and drifted along side of the road. I have a 2001 Cabrio that I love dearly and I have never had any problems with it.

Frustrated that this now put a dent in my itinerary, I called Raf since he was the only male that was closeby and would be up. We check out my car, in the pouring rain, and couldn't figure anything out. I called my roadside assistance (yay VW!) and they said that a tow truck would be there within an hour. Awesome. So I sat in the car, wet and cold, while people beeped at me for slightly blocking the intersection. Some maintanence men who saw me earlier came by and helped me push my car out of the way since the tow truck still wasn't there.

An hour passed by, and still no truck, so I call, they said within another hour. Great. Then, around 11 am, I lost all power in my car - no heat, no music, no clock...and I was now locked in my car. What the fuck.I call Newark police. 45 minutes later, they come, and still no tow truck. I call again, within an HOUR. GRRRR. I AM COLD AND WET AND MISSED TWO OF MY JOBS IN THE MORNING. I was so not happy. At least I got some phone calls out of the way because there was nothing else to do.

Around 12:30 the police come again and block off where I was stranded. How embarassing, and we all push my car into a vacant lot. I call the towing place again and totally reamed out the receptionist. I felt kinda bad afterwards, but for goodness sake, I could have walked to the towing company, it was less than ten miles away!

1:30 the tow truck came. Yup, 4 HOURS. My poor little car whimpered as it was lifted onto the truck. The alarm quietly wailed in sadness as we departed. Maybe it was sad that I hadn't taken it on a roadtrip in over a week, and that I hadn't driven it at all this past weekend. The Go-Go Cabrio doesn't like to be idle! I broke its heart and it felt neglected so it broke down!

I just picked up my car and one of its electrical coils burnt out and needed to be replaced. At first they told me it would be a $500 repair, but when I got there I discovered that it was covered under my warranty. Oh happy day.

I don't think anyone loves their car more than I love mine. :-)