weekend of blah.

Friday was unremarkable, no one really stuck around at Contour for more than five minutes and though we didn't lose money, we had the worst take ever. Saturday I slept all day, had dinner with xamichee and co, then met up with Sid and Josh for D&B at the Deep Down Lounge. Of course I got so drunk Sid had to drive me home, but then I passed right out and woke up 5 hours later. Due to sleeping all day, I suppose. But then I got a haircut - the kind where you can't tell I got a haircut - and spent the day in the sunshine in Fremont, mostly. I still went to bed early.

I did accomplish dishes and burning a VCD of a few Aqua Teen Hunger Force episodes, however. And I think I licked niftybitch a couple of times much to her chagrin.

snippets

worst first two lines of a song ever:
"You're so full of shit/it's giving me the creeps"

best doctor name because of the multiple jokes:
K. Byron Skubi

coolest new domicile:
the Loftcube

greatest choices for karaoke songs:
"F*** and Run" by Liz Phair
"Shake the Disease" by Depeche Mode
"Lit Up" by Buckcherry

and you know I think I just might have to go "Once Bitten Twice Shy" again.

ok, so, i'm making fun of all my friends and their stupid relationship tricks*

( *including, but not by any means limited to )

but really i wonder, is that it?

is that all life and love has to offer?

to me it's all settling for less than I (or they) deserve...

but is that maybe the actual best we can do?

that thought disgusts me.

but they all seem pretty satisfied.

(and even though I'm so very entertaining, I'm sleeping alone tonight.
because tonight is just like any other night.)

and then, they showed the Sex and the City pilot tonight. it's pretty good although the Mr. Big character is terribly dopey. Miranda on the other hand is brilliant and my hero. but the questions brought up were similar. although that focused on shallow casual sex being the end-all. with the last lines of the episode being:

have you ever been in love?
abso-fucking-lutely.

does that happen? did I pass my soulmate on the street and not notice him, because his hair wasn't brushed? if i'd dropped my purse would he have picked it up?

not that I believe in soulmates, just compatibility. the only people I'm compatible with won't date me. so i guess we aren't so compatible, eh?