Feb 05, 2004 08:59
i wanted to be with you alone. and talk about the weather.
i really want to be at home on the futon under the sleeping bag watching donnie darko. with papa john's en route. but, alas, massa's beamer has been acting up so i get to take it to the dealer and sit and wait while they fix it. call me 'brian fellows-crazy', but if i had just plunked down $75+k for a friggin CAR, and it had less than 3k miles on it, those bitches would be coming around and towing it, and buying me presents and shit. but then i don't have a "runner" to do things for me, so i wouldn't know.
i started the secret history on monday and it seems like a keeper. so i'll just sit around and knock through it.
nancy's in town from dallas for a few nights. we had fun last night, got some drinks, hung out at pat and devin's, then got whataburger and watched lost in translation. i needed to see it again. but i fell asleep around 12:30. her parents are coming up from laurel this afternoon, they might go to artmix.
that is, if it still happens. it's flooding right now, there are tornados in the tri-county area looking for tasty trailer parks, and it looks like doomsday on the horizon. but jen says that treehouse is still on, and patrick and stansell are showing their work. and there's free sauce. so i think we're going to brave it.
and the roof is leaking above my desk. it's hitting the top of my head about once every 22 seconds. splashing on the keyboard occasionally. move the desk? jump out the window? scream really loud? all of the above??
i gotta go.