thursday update

"you say that my time here has been some sort of a joke... some sort of incubating period for when i really come around"

I stayed home sick today. My intestines are not having fun, but I'm alright. I went to the Martha Wainwright concert last night, which totally rocked. I rocked out, gently, and totally wanted to be her. Crazy-ass cool woman, who can sing the blues or les chansons or rock'n'roll. (And she's 29. this is getting scary.)

I just turned down a thinly-disguised booty call. Seriously, don't guys know?! An invitation to come over and watch a movie is not that mysterious. And just presently i was feeling like a dork. So the very consoling track I'm playing is Martha's "Bloody Mother F***ing A**hole" song. Yep, that's what it's called.

Monday, I went to the gym and re-arranged my furniture. On Tuesday, I sent off my guilty plea for my speeding ticket, and found some awesome lingerie. I feel so productive. Tomorrow I'm going to buy an iPod (for someone else) and go to a birthday sushi dinner.

Damn, the American version of The Office is really funny.