I’ve been having way too much fun lately. Yesterday there was that get-together at my boss’s house, which was pretty fun. We went and hunted easter eggs and such, played Cribbage, Scrabble, and horseshoes. But the really cool part was afterwards, me and some of my coworkers went and got 40s and hung out at one of their apartments and had so much fun. It was great. I slept on his couch and we went to get breakfast in the morning. It was sweet. I’m lounging around in my boxers with a my hair in a towel because I’m too tired to get dressed or brush my hair. My knee is feeling better though, I can almost walk on it like nothing happened. Me and Joe will defeat the Asian girls that are übergood at Dance Dance Revolution (DDR).
Oh yeah, Friday was Naiya’s b-day. That was fun. We went over to her house and played Jenga, then we went to Wal-Mart and I got a cane (it really helped my knee heal). Then we went to the theatre and played DDR and we totally got served by these Asian chicks, but we beat these other fat chicks that came in, so we felt good. Then we drove all around, hitting KidTown and the pier. After that we went to the casino and we were so bored by it. God, we stunk like cigarettes for such a long time after we left there. I really need to go into town and get that Tim Harrower book so I can write my speech outline, but with my current energy level (or more like lack of), it’s going to take a while. I’m going to finished watching Totally F***ed Up and then I’ll watch Kids. Velvet Goldmine was so-so. I mean…it was totally THE FUCKING SEX cuz it had a bunch of hot guys (and Placebo had a bunch of cameos) but the plot just kinda…I dunno…died.
It’s strange, I’ve been feeling really lonely. Maybe it’s because I haven’t been exercising (I always get sorta depressed when I don’t excercise), but I’ve been downright mopey about not having a boyfriend. :( Maybe I’m having some sort of hormonal change. I noticed last week that I’m starting to grow chest hair. That was weird. I know, TMI, but still. Maybe that’s the reason. But yeah, I’m going to go watch James Duval start a relationship with a hot guy and then have something crazy happen. I love Gregg Araki. He’s my hero.