it's getting worse/j.jonah jameson's anger
so I woke up this afternoon and opened the living room door to find sleeping bag spent the night in the living room. and why not? Christ.
last evening I watched the office christmas special. I had never seen it before. I watched it with kurt galindo ( i don't know if that is how you spell his name) and katie bowes. We got high and went to 7 eleven. I think I have been never been happier related to a t.v. show. But oh god, you have to go through a lot of misery to get to the good stuff at the end of that show. I think the office is my favourite show ever.
In other news, I will obviously never be a t.v. critic.
In extra extra news friday night I went to a going away party for a woman who works for the centre that i work for at OISE. It was super fun. And I witnessed one of the funnier social interaction I have ever laid eyes on. Char, the woman who was leaving, was talking about the party where she saw her husband, scott (whom was at the table), for the second time. And she was mentioning how they were making out and talking and she was liking him more and more and then Char said "I mentioned the words that changed our relationship forever, I gotta suck your dick." At this point watching peter just being really uncomfortable and pleading with his eyes, a pointed finger, and a newfound gift for sign language, for the bartender to give him more booze - well that was just too much.
In the kind of news that only follows other important news in a new and fresh way me and peter, me thesis supervisor, who is such an awesome guy, went for dinner at mexi taco. I had enchilada's, but they weren't as good as derek's, so that made me sad. but me and peter had good times, and then fried ice cream, and that made me really happy. After dinner I was tellihg peter how I was going out and he was like "man...how can you, we are so drunk." and i was like "peter, I haven't drank anything all night" (except for the blue peter poured into my water glass at mexi taco) and he said "Oh god...how can you stand me?" Peter is awesome. There was one point in the evening where we were talking about how the spaces/jobs people are in really impact their thinking (that is right folks, nothing but the most profound insights escape these lips) and he was like "and not to sound pompous but that is why you need professors without ties to..." and he just started laughing. people who dont' take themselves to seriously, these are good people by and large.
In late broken news I went to rancho relaxo for a dance party with diener and allissa. That was super fun. The music was so fucking good. nine to five, I want to dance with somebody and two MIA songs, no diggity, no doubt. I met diener's new beau Ben who seems like a good dude. I also saw someone who I hadn't seen for a long time and who I have done a good job of telling myself I don't want to see. But I am weak in ways that defy description due to both their breadth and scope. So I may see her tuesday. Sigh. The headline for that encounter would most likely be "Stupid man does stupid thing." and an intern will get in trouble because j.jonah jameson'esque character (peter parkers boss at the newspaper in spiderman) will say "son of a bitch, we have run this headline so many fucking times, what the fuck." but that is no one fault except my own j. jonah, so take it easy on the poor intern.
In late breakbeating news today I am going to go to London with my aunt to see my aunt and uncle.
last evening I watched the office christmas special. I had never seen it before. I watched it with kurt galindo ( i don't know if that is how you spell his name) and katie bowes. We got high and went to 7 eleven. I think I have been never been happier related to a t.v. show. But oh god, you have to go through a lot of misery to get to the good stuff at the end of that show. I think the office is my favourite show ever.
In other news, I will obviously never be a t.v. critic.
In extra extra news friday night I went to a going away party for a woman who works for the centre that i work for at OISE. It was super fun. And I witnessed one of the funnier social interaction I have ever laid eyes on. Char, the woman who was leaving, was talking about the party where she saw her husband, scott (whom was at the table), for the second time. And she was mentioning how they were making out and talking and she was liking him more and more and then Char said "I mentioned the words that changed our relationship forever, I gotta suck your dick." At this point watching peter just being really uncomfortable and pleading with his eyes, a pointed finger, and a newfound gift for sign language, for the bartender to give him more booze - well that was just too much.
In the kind of news that only follows other important news in a new and fresh way me and peter, me thesis supervisor, who is such an awesome guy, went for dinner at mexi taco. I had enchilada's, but they weren't as good as derek's, so that made me sad. but me and peter had good times, and then fried ice cream, and that made me really happy. After dinner I was tellihg peter how I was going out and he was like "man...how can you, we are so drunk." and i was like "peter, I haven't drank anything all night" (except for the blue peter poured into my water glass at mexi taco) and he said "Oh god...how can you stand me?" Peter is awesome. There was one point in the evening where we were talking about how the spaces/jobs people are in really impact their thinking (that is right folks, nothing but the most profound insights escape these lips) and he was like "and not to sound pompous but that is why you need professors without ties to..." and he just started laughing. people who dont' take themselves to seriously, these are good people by and large.
In late broken news I went to rancho relaxo for a dance party with diener and allissa. That was super fun. The music was so fucking good. nine to five, I want to dance with somebody and two MIA songs, no diggity, no doubt. I met diener's new beau Ben who seems like a good dude. I also saw someone who I hadn't seen for a long time and who I have done a good job of telling myself I don't want to see. But I am weak in ways that defy description due to both their breadth and scope. So I may see her tuesday. Sigh. The headline for that encounter would most likely be "Stupid man does stupid thing." and an intern will get in trouble because j.jonah jameson'esque character (peter parkers boss at the newspaper in spiderman) will say "son of a bitch, we have run this headline so many fucking times, what the fuck." but that is no one fault except my own j. jonah, so take it easy on the poor intern.
In late breakbeating news today I am going to go to London with my aunt to see my aunt and uncle.