september 1

despite my suddenly fecund presence over at the greatest groub blog of all time, i'm still not really able to write, unless it's about subjects neutral and not so related to me.

so i'll cheat.

Last Cigarette: i don't smoke, but when dj cheb i sabah offered me a clove on saturday, i should've fucking accepted.

Last Car Ride: from costco, with moms, 6:45pm.

Last Kiss: ...

(maybe this was a very bad idea...)

Last Good Cry: today, when i watched video of nancy reagan coming undone, as she was saying good-bye to her husband's casket, during the montage at the republican national convention. she and the late president were more in love than...*almost* any two people i've ever known...of...

(FANTASTIC meme to snatch, annabelle. bloody brilliant.)

Last Library Book: something in grad school, probaby pertaining to my thesis. Borders is my library now. they're open later. i only buy from independent stores though...some punk/davis/indie proclivities never die.

Last book bought: sula, toni morrison. but i've received 3 books in as many weeks as gifts...

Last Book Read: i AM reading "what happy people know". it's genius.

Last Movie Seen in Theatres: the bourne supremacy, with S, in delaware. sigh. i 'muggled in a mcdonald's flurry via my excessively preppy basket purse, and he remarked that girls get away with murder. : |

Last Movie Rented: american (pie) wedding. i needed to laugh. and hear the word "MILF" ;)

Last Beverage Drank: tang. i'm an addict. my filthy secret is out.

Last Food Consumed: one flintstone's chewable vitamin, i believe it was fred.

Last Phone Call: my sister.

Last TV Show Watched: conan. i love him.

Last Time Showered: 9am today.

Last Shoes Worn: brand-new, impulse buy GAP flip-flops that are leather and wood, and gorgeous. they are rich, dark brown and very sleek. i got them today.

Last CD Played: cocteau twins, heaven or las vegas

Last CD bought: the killers, hot fuss

Last Item Bought: Santa Fe Nachos with no guacamole, extra chipotle sauce. (blue corn chips, three kinds of cheese, black beans, pico de gallo that looks good enough to be in an ad, etc etc...this is the most high-end tex-mex joint i know)

Last Download: Salon's latest MP3 mix for subscribers, featuring my belowed Josh Rouse, elysian fields, camper van beethoven, ani di franco et al

Last Website Visited: friendster...but you'll see and read ALL about that very soon...

Last Annoyance: the ENTIRE UNEMPLOYMENT INSURANCE DEPT/EDD of the state of CA. don't even ask.

Last Disappointment: well. let's see.

-there's the fact that i have to vacate my manhattan mini-storage in 30 days, or else.
-there's the massive mix-up re: my appt with the unemployment retards.
-there's my sudden and shocking lack of metabolism.
-there's always the shiver and shudder i feel, now, when i open my violated GMail account, b/c i get to wonder if they've figured out my NEW password.
-worst of everything, GMail-gate and break-up included, there's my terror over someone dear's health; please stop praying for me and start praying for her. they found a lump in her neck and she needs a biopsy. i don't know who cursed my family and friends with all this recent nastiness, but i'll catch their feet at this point, if they just make it fucking stop

and then there's the sense of dismal sadness b/c when all of this goes down, and i frantically grab my phone and hit speed dial to reach out for love and comfort...i realise that i can't do that anymore. that i'm alone. how's that list working for you?

Last Soda Drank: the tiniest bit of a pellegrino arranciata

Last Thing Written: a post or THREE for sepia mutiny, the only joy in my life right now.

Last Key Used: honda, in ignition.

Last Words Spoken: " 'night mummy. i love you."

Last Sleep: 2:30-4:30pm today.

Last Ice Cream Eaten: breyers chocolate and vanilla checkers. literally, it's checkered. one square of one flavour, next to a square of another.

Last Chair Sat In: stupid black folding chair by samsonite that my ass is in right now. that's a stupid question, innit? who types whilst standing?

fun stuff, those memes. ha.

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i received seven fster messages today; the final one is below.

i had to show it to you guys. i've never seen anything quite like it. you know it's going to be *good* b/c it forced me out of my lethargic, unable-to-write haze, and got me to post.

ready? ok:
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From: Victor

Date: September 1, 2004 9:31 PM

Subject: hey babe

Message:

Hey There
I saw yr profile in friendster .u looked nice to me.i
am in Sanjose Bay Area..i lived in UK before..if u
wana be my friend.mail me at this id or at
hotguy@yahoo.com .may be we can be friends
n get to know about each other..or check my
profile

i am a nice handsome tall fair guy..If u are willing
for some new things and friendship..mail me up...
well looking forward for yr mail.

bye for now
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now whenever i receive a Friendster message from anyone, male, female, canine, cartoon...i click on their profile for possible entertainment. today was no exception. well, except for the revulsion part:
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what was he thinking?

here's me, apres-viewing:

before anyone snarks about how all indian men are hairy:

1) fine, but even if that's the case, ain't no need to go and let it all hang out

2) ...especially on FRIENDSTER

3) my S's chest made a chihuahua look hirsute, so not all indian boys have furry pecs.

*shudder*

back to wading through the swimming pool that is my life...(thanks for all the comments and good wishes, i heart you all...)

Comments

[nik]

LOL... he is tall and fair alrite! Gotta loose that tight jeans and the HAIRY pic!!
NASTINESS I TELL YA!! gross!
hilarious =)

[andrea]

ROFLMAO!!!
lesson 1 : if you resemble a wookie do not take pictures of you without a shirt on
lesson 2 : if you must have those pictures for some reason, do NOT crop them so all we can see is wookie hair.

actual quote from a blind date I went on:

"Yeah... I have a hairy chest. Really hairy. Like I scare little kids at the pool. Wanna see?" (Proceeds to lift his shirt)

at that point the date was OVER.

And no he was NOT Indian. Italian, actually.

[nik]

Your flooble chatterbox is always down.. Does it bother u as much as it bothers me? hmmmf!

[suddenlysusan]

that was so freakin hilarious. thanks for makin me chuckle...see now, u're even witty in your sadness!!

[Amelie-Freak]

Why is it the ones most repulsive feel that they are intrinsically hot? Still, gotta hand it to Victor at least he doesn't flinch from his......hirsuteness. Ugh.

Re: disappointments. Ah, girl. Don't I know it.

[Sunu]

Ok so 2 things:
1) I want this guy's mirror...bcuz something has obviously convinced him that he's hot. Will someone please tell this version of Robin Williams to back off of the "i'm-hotter-than-hell" mentality. It's not workin out too well for him.

2) Anna, that picture of your reaction is what cracked me up. I was literally laughin' out loud...so loud that I think my neighbors aren't thinkin' so highly of me. =) You crack me up.

[Sin]

See, I'm OK with the whole hairy chest thing, really. In fact, I have a slight weakness for men with hairy chests.

But not like that, and most certainly not with that particular lighting. I mean...SERIOUSLY. *shudder*

[r]

no updates?

[TJ]

Gurl you crack me up! That picture of your reaction is just priceless! LOL. Omg PRICELESS I TELL YOU! :)