they should invent a CD case that gives you a short sharp electric shock every time you try and put the wrong CD in it. that way i might actually be able to find the album i am looking for without having to follow a long CD trail from one case to another. on the other hand i would probably just become immune to the shocks. if the coolest guy ever leaves me it will probably be because he can no longer handle finding a tom waits CD in a captain beefheart case.
3:39 p.m. - January 17, 2003
i've just heard the sad news that luvaffair is finally closing its doors for good. i have no doubt that some fucker with a big pile of dosh bought them out so they could build yet another residential tower block. soon the downtown area is going to be so residential that you have to go out to the suburbs to find all the fun! anyway, the liz and i have decided that we simply must don our glad rags, put on our boogie boots and hit the dance floor one last time before they permanently retire their minute collection of brit pop records. we will be there to say a silent farewell to the depeche mode goths and the guy with the pirate shirt and the weirdy guy behind the bar next thursday night (if we both make it home from snowboarding without any broken bones).
ps we don't really have any 'boogie boots'.
2:15 p.m. - January 17, 2003
we went snowboarding straight from work. i was tired. being tired makes it a million times more difficult to turn the board. i redeemed myself on the last few runs and came home saying "i didn't do too bad, did i?" rather than "i fucking suck". we got home around 10.30 pm and then went straight out again (i changed but didn't shower...but i swear i didn't smell) to our old regular drinking hole. its been a while but the guy who was new the last time we were there remembered our drinks. the coolest guy funnelled a bottle of dry white wine into me. (ok thats not exactly true but it is true that i would not have drank that much had i been there alone and sad and friendless...actually i take that back as well. had i been alone and sad and friendless i would probably have had two bottles). not long before we left the bar guy with the fucking amazing memory asked us "zeppelin or the stones?" we both said the stones but i was kind of glad that the rest of the bar went for led zep because i hadn't heard any for a while. i have the morning off work tomorrow. and then i have a lunch meeting at a very nice restaurant. i don't anticipate doing much work tomorrow. business as usual i guess.
12:44 a.m. - January 17, 2003
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