yeah yeah, long time. the weather here's shit this time of year and i've been unmotivated. i'll give you the rundown:
my lease is up at the end of this month, so i'll be getting rid of crap, packing, and crashing with a friend until the tenth or so, when i drive to vegas for johnny's bachelor party. after that, i'll be making my way to the arctic tundra that is my hometown for the holidays.
jackass 2 was funny, but not as hilarious as the first one. borat was funny but in some ways disturbing to me. am i getting too soft? i started to feel bad for anyone really from kazakhstan. i mean, this guy made them look like anti-semitic, backwards yokels. clearly it's satirical, but i dunno, i'm pretty sure i'd be irritated if i was kazakhstani. at least dirkadirkastan isn't a real country!
i've been taking it as a challenge to use every single ingredient up in my apartment so as not to throw it away. there's a lot of marinating going on up here. i need to sell some furniture, a microwave, and a bookshelf too. i sold my bed on craigslist to a couple who lives about 40 miles from my apartment. she's seven months pregnant and they both made the trip. sadly, they didn't bring any rope to tie it down on the back of their pickup truck, and i was drizzling out at the time. i threw in two sets of flannel sheets.
so now i'm sleeping on my couch for the next week, which too will be sold, with any luck. i had a disturbing dream last night, which is recurring. i dream that i have too much homework, and i'm going to not be able to turn in a quality essay, or paper, or whatever. lucky for me, i wake up and realize i'm not in school, and that fixes that.
other than that, life goes on. my friends are getting married, divorced, having kids, having relatives die, getting jobs, losing jobs, staying in shitty relationships, realizing how good their lives really are, and wallowing. meanwhile, i just look for things that aren't boring.
the other day, i had a guy tell me at the poker table that he couldn't beat me. i found it funny that it took him nine months to figure that out. not that i'm amazing, but he's just horrible, and knows it. he's a hell of a nice guy. i guess things don't piss you off as much when you're rich. he's in his fifties and retired, old money. also, to his credit, at least he figured it out.
anyone have any good recipes with rose's lime juice?
p.s. all you guys who claim to be on COV, i never see you. not that i'm on that much and would know *cough cough*