a white trash picnic...

so me and ms. k did the stay in and chill thing last night. it was nice, something everyone needs to do once a month on a saturday night. so we wore our track pants, that's as close to trailer trash as we were willing to get, and we got taco bell and watched a flick. lets just say that while one hour photo and the michael jackson special are two things that go together, they really are two things that should be kept apart. one hour photo was just creepy and made me feel like i needed a silkwood shower after i sat through it. and the MJ special is just too sad to even go into. ms. k's resident stalker put in an appearance as well. the months that she's spent describing the oddity that is him to me really didn't do him justice. there was a knock at the door, instinctively we both knew it was him before she answered it. he walked in. i said hi. he ignored me, only had eyes for her. so i turned my attention to the tv and listened while she was cold to him. after a few long long minutes he got the hint and said his goodbyes. he left, we laughed a little. i asked her if he had a gun, yes was her reply. i told her it was nice knowing her cause i was fairly certain he'd be waiting for me in the bushes when i left. we laughed some more. then we took the entertainment weekly pop culture quiz that i was terribly excited about. we were trying to rate how high on the scale our pop culture tourettes placed us. we both did pretty well, i of course edged her out by 15 or so points. i mean it is me we're talking about here, my head is filled with useless knowledge and little else sadly. so after channel surfing until about 2am, and thoroughly being creeped out by the MJ special, i decided to head home. as of this moment ms. k's stalker has decided to let me live a little while longer, so thanks to him i guess. so the whole "spring ahead" daylight savings thing really got to me, along with my late hours. i hate to admit it but i spent the majority of this day in bed. and when i was awake i did little more than watch movies: maid in manhattan and the truth about charlie to be more specific. and now that the day is slowly coming to an end i feel very rested, guess i won't be getting any sleep tonight. guess i better find another movie. night ms. k, wherever you are...