recap

so sunday was capote and lunch with jules. i came home and watched junebug, amy adams was adorable, and the amityville horror. ryan reynolds is hot, that's all the movie had going for it. yep, wet shirtless ryan is really all it had to offer. on monday P and i discussed our resolutions to eat healthier, and to get skinnier. i did it once i'm determined to do it again. this being sick bullshit is getting old. D informed me that niki1's going away party was the worst party she has ever attended. apparently i single-handedly ruined her entire evening by not talking to her enough. and by not talking to her enough she meant by talking to E at all. um, okay. i kind of just listened and didn't take the bait. i'm over her and her need for the drama. tuesday, wednesday, and thursday were pretty uneventful. i did bring my trivial pursuit tv edition cards to work on wednesday for P and i to play. i couldn't come up with a practical way to disguise the battleship pieces, the game we really wanted to play, so i decided to do trivial pursuit instead. we had fun, E almost busted us at one point, but i'm pretty sure no one knew what we were up to. last night i met up with G for some drinks and a movie. once again G wound up drinking for free. i asked her why it was that no matter what we end up doing she always gets stuff for free. she said it was because strangers could just tell how much her life sucks. i tried to drink slowly so we'd have no other option but to see brokeback mountain, the movie G said i couldn't pay her to sit through. she however called me on my evil plan and told me to drink faster. this was after she spent twenty minutes on the phone, while at the bar, with the verizon guy complaining about her phone issues. after he fixed her phone she started telling him what we were doing, drinking, and about to see. the girl can make a friend anywhere. so we made it to the theater in time to see last holiday. it was cute. queen latifah never disappoints, well except for the horrible chicago but i really don't blame her for that one. i was just more in the mood for something sad and depressing and G wanted something uplifting. at least it wasn't annapolis, i guess i should consider myself lucky. after the movie we went up the road to the sports bar for one more beer. we ran into E and nikki2 who were also there. we said our hellos, i introduced G, and then went our separate ways. G was craving some food, she swears she's eating for two these days, and i was craving some sleep. after i informed her that i was pretty sure all the beer she's been consuming lately probably wasn't the best thing for the baby, we said our goodnights. i came home, couched it, watched the soup, and passed out. this morning i woke up and watched cry wolf, which surprised me by not sucking. i decided scary movies aren't so scary if you watch them in bed at 11 a.m. and as for tonight nikki1 and i are headed to cleveland to see a certain band that will remain nameless. don't judge me bitches, she's a fan, and i'm a good friend. we'll just leave it at that.

okay, so now i understand why he won the golden globe. this movie was quiet, slowly paced, touching and sad. seeing catherine keener in these small roles breaks my heart. she deserves to be a bigger star than she is, not lost in the background of movies like the interpreter. i had no idea harper lee and truman capote were childhood friends. do most people know this? and i was surprised to see that dan futterman wrote the screenplay, yes barry from will & grace. i think that brokeback mountain is the better picture, which i'm assuming is why only hoffman's role was singled out, and that heath ledger deserves the academy award. however, if it ended up in philip seymour hoffman's hands i wouldn't consider it complete robbery.

goodnight elizabeth, goodnight

thursday night we had nikki1's going away party. i hate that she's leaving, i know i'll still see her it just sucks that it will no longer be every day. so about ten of us met up at the sports bar down the street. by the time i arrived the majority of the fools were well on their way to getting drunk. it's always an awkward thing when we combine E and D in a social environment. D hates E, and that's putting it mildly, for what happened between the two of us in 2002. the fact that i can get past that train-wreck should be enough of an incentive for D to let it go as well, but sadly it's not. the fact that everyone tells me the reason why D has such a hard time getting past it is because D wishes it could have been her and not E seriously creeps me out. so needless to say i could see the smoke steaming out of D's ears when i sat down next to nikki1 (per her instructions) since the seat was also next to E. so we sat, and we drank, and D got tipsy, and all i could think about was wondering when D would leave so i could feel comfortable just hanging out with nikki1 and E. it sucks that i have to try my best to not be myself around E just to try and keep the peace for everyone concerned. so once D left i leaned over to E and ask, "jukebox?" and naturally she said, "absolutely." we are talking about me here, and my need to control my music environment. and i saw nikki1 give me a look as we walked off, but i just shrugged and smiled. by this time i'm on beer number three and not only do i have to pee but i'm starting to feel a little bit tipsy myself. so we did the best with what we had to work with, i mean i'm pretty sure the jukebox wasn't playing cds, we're talking vinyl and perhaps even 8-track here. so we did our thing and then i headed off through the door marked "broncos", and no i'm not kidding. so after i made my way back to the table, we decided our waitress was a total bitch, everyone else had cake, nikki2 arrived, we all sipped on the world's most disgusting shot (cherry bomb), E tried to get me to pose as nikki2's boyfriend to keep four frat guys from hitting on her, we decided to head to the bar across the street, nikki1 & E drove off together, i headed to my car, the frat boys came running/screaming my way, i walked a wee bit faster to my car, we met up across the street as did the frat boys, more drinks, an even more horrendous jukebox, this time my final selection was REO speedwagon's "keep on loving you", hey i went for the kitsch appeal, everyone rips on D, i fall even harder for nikki2 in that i'm gay, you're a straight cute girl, sorta way, we use up camera number two then move on to our camera phones, we close down the bar, we do sobriety checks in the parking lot, mints are popped and we all drive home. good times are had by all. and something tells me this is only the beginning of J and E version 2.0. whodathunk it?

the golden globes

after seeing michelle williams loose so early in the evening i contemplated shutting my tv off in protest, or at the very least switching channels. however, had i done that i would have missed out on the shining moments such as:

-a drunken harrison ford slurring his words AND bringing his drink on stage with him.

-the hotness that is natalie portman with short hair.

-and melanie and don's daughter dakota, wow not only did she look awkward but she also seemed way beyond thrilled to be there. i guess if antonio banderas was banging my mother i would look awkward all the time too.

i don't know, i was just hoping that michelle would win, not only because she deserved it but also because i wanted to hear her acceptance speech. in my mind i pictured it going something like, "in your face katie! i have the more normal husband, i'm the first creek cast member to win an award, and my baby's real. who's the duckface now, who's the duckface now?" or something like that.

tagged by kia

four jobs you’ve had:
painting and landscaping one summer
a bank for a few months
middle management in retail hell
an insurance firm

four movies you could watch over and over:
garden state
eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
the rules of attraction
reality bites

four places you’ve lived:
tallmadge
suffield
uniontown
hartville
(yes, all in the great state of ohio)

four tv shows you love to watch:
just four?
felicity (yes, still)
grey’s anatomy
scrubs
the soup

four places you’ve been on vacation:
traverse city, michigan
virginia
florida (orlando, clearwater beach, gulf breeze)
chicago

four websites you visit daily:
pink is the new blog
tvtattle
too much free time
all the people i have linked on mine

four of your favorite foods:
luigi’s pasta
raw broccoli
my famous italian chicken (okay, so it’s really my mom’s recipe, but I make a mean version of it)
pizza (especially from angelo's)

four places you’d rather be:
in michigan with my two favorite people in the whole wide world
visiting ms. beaverhausen in the great DC
a world where i don’t live paycheck to paycheck
on the beach with G

four albums you can’t live without:
almost happy - k’s choice
details - frou frou
beneath these fireworks - matt nathanson
musicforthemorningafter - pete yorn

four magazines you read:
entertainment weekly
details
in touch (if i’m on ms. b’s couch)
and sometimes my mom’s martha stewart living

four cars you’ve owned:
my beretta, my first car
and now my blazer
i did drive my parents’ tempo and my mom’s huge lincoln town car while growing up

four people to do this meme:
i have no idea, the only person i know who lives to do them tagged me

SNL

no matter how much SNL wicked blows these days all i can say is that:

rachel dratch is still adorable.

amy poehler is insanely funny.

and andy samberg is so not cute that somehow he becomes hard to take your eyes off of him cute.

but seth meyers will forever be voted "guy most likely to make my pants dance"

and DCFC, i mean, c'mon.

tina fey about the phantom of the opera:
the most successful show about a burn victim that rapes an opera singer.

i count all the stars in space

i am in love with her voice. i want to run off with her and have a million of her babies. i don't care that she's a girl. we'll live happily ever after, as long as she sings to me each and every night. i first heard a couple of her songs in september or october, but i kept forgetting to check her out. then i finally got around to picking up her cd about a month ago and i can't stop listening to it. i drift off to sleep to it. i drive to it. it's amazing from start to finish. the fact that it's her debut cd, and the fact that she's only 23, blows my mind.

catching up

thursday night was the monthly dinner thing with the work crew. i think our waiter was new. he was so awkward and shy. he hit me every time he tried to pass things across the table, and at one point he dropped an entire tray of stuff. needless to say the entire area got awkwardly silent for at least a minute, which felt more like twenty, after he slammed down a stack of menus and bent to pick everything up. he was a really nice kid and i felt so bad for him, so i tipped him thirty percent to try and make him feel better. maybe this is his ploy and he does the whole "i'm a new waiter" bit to con suckers like me into feeling sorry for him and tipping him more than he deserves, in which case bravo to him.

yesterday was another IV treatment. the last week or so i've started feeling worse. i haven't felt this bad since right before my surgery last may. hopefully the medicine will start to kick in soon and i'll begin to feel better, but i'm starting to wonder if maybe something else is going on. i came home and plowed through four more episodes of firefly on the DVR, i'm at the point now where i think it was a better show than angel, but it's still no buffy. after that i laughed so, so hard at the office. without an episode of arrested development this week i was craving some insanely not quite right humor and the office definitely filled that void.

tonight was supposed to be a trip downtown with G to get all kinds of tipsy, but i've been feeling pretty out of it since yesterday so i had to bail. i decided to pick up a pizza, stay in, and try and finish up the last few firefly episodes i have saved. wild times indeed.

dear kate,

i love you so, you know i do. but i believe we had this talk the last time you did your little vampire movie. i'm serious, cut this shit out.

love always(unless you do underworld 3),
J