sunday:
i am in love with the new maroon5 single, i guess it really was worth the wait. i listen to the brandi carlile cd two times during my drive up to the airport. i was kicking around the idea of getting rid of my tickets to see her, i know, after missing her four times and finally getting to see her but I was. it’s just that i bought the tickets before i even knew patty was an option, and with the shows so close together i thought it might be too much. but the cd is insanely amazing and now i’m even more excited to see her. i have ten or so other new cds to try and work through but i can’t stop playing hers. so good. i get caught up on the events of my mother’s trip. we get some lunch at the hamburger station! yes, with an (!) both because it’s an event and because i haven’t been there in years. naturally it’s delicious. while on my airport roadtrip lisa calls me to see if i want to hit the flea market with her. i think i surprise both her and myself by saying yes. she finds like $100 worth of stuff but has little cash on her, so we fly to the atm so she can get some money and be back before the show ends in fifteen minutes. of course, being that it’s lisa, she runs into 100 people that she knows. i find an old rc cola bottle from when i was a kid and pick that up. my big spend of the day comes to $6, $4 to get in and $2 for the bottle.

monday:
i get home and wait on the cable guy who is promised to appear between 2 and 4. this is me still waiting. i feel like a seinfeld episode.

tuesday:
i run into lynne and we discuss our common illness. she may be switching over to the medication i’ve been on for almost two years and she was trying to get some information from me. i stop for gas on my way home. the sign says $2.75, the pump however says $2.74. as i make my selection it magically becomes $2.68, wow score one for me. i usually have the complete opposite happen when it comes to gas. so it doesn’t go unsaid, i LOVE the new emerson hart single. considering that i was a big fan of tonic, and i consider their acoustic show one of my favorite concerts ever, this should come as little surprise. i discover, if only too late, that jason katims has his hands in friday night lights. i’ve heard it is a good show, had i known that one of my favorite tv guys was involved i would have made a point to watch it. i swing by target to pay my bill. after all this time my card is finally paid off. goodbye $10,000 in debt. i remember panicking and feeling as if i’d never live to see this day. then it’s on to red robin to meet the work girls. after hamburger station on sunday, and the thoughts of having a burger the following day, i decide to order a chicken wrap. it was so good. i get freaked out by the large number of onion rings that are at our table, they outnumber us like 3 to 1. eww, onions. lisa shows up late and greets me by rubbing her boobs on me. i later get molested by lisa and D at the same time. i grab the umbrella from debbie’s drink and attempt to break free with the threat of a good stabbing. debbie continues to kick me and step on my toes all through dinner, of course i'm wearing flip-flops it's nice out. she claims there are fleas under the table and she can feel them getting her. i suspect it’s the drink that she had. as usual we are a loud noisy scene. we get a few looks, we just ignore them and continue to laugh and scream out our favorite lines from borat. after 3.5 hours of sitting, eating and talking we say our goodbyes.

wednesday:
lunch/movie with nikki. i get to see pictures of the new place, and the ring. i find out that E is even more of a nutcase than i previously thought. not only does she ruin the surprise, after promising not to, the bitch is trying to scam a way to walk down the aisle with me. have a seriously delicious bruschetta burger of tyler florence’s creation at applebee’s, i haven’t been there in forever but i go there specifically to try that burger. then we check out disturbia. i never really got kia’s crush on shia before. sure, i’ve always thought that he was cute, funny, and charming. but after this movie, i seriously get it. we enjoy the theater to ourselves until these three obnoxious, middle-aged cows come grazing into the theater.

their series of offenses:
speaking in loud voices the entire time, even after we called them bitches. (looking back, maybe it was because we called them bitches)
making several phone calls, and answering their ringing phones.
bringing their own noisy bags of food and drinks in with them.
loudly chewing whatever it was they were chewing.
announcing the movie sucked several times.
claiming it was too cold in the theater, asking to have the heat turned on.
roasting nikki and i thanks to that.
announcing they were going to get free passes out of this.

by the end of the movie i am sweating, and seriously pissed. we follow the track suit wearing bitches out of the theater and i stand and glare at the phone call making cow for a bit. then I march over to the ticket girl and get all queenie. i hate getting like that, i do my best to keep in in check, but when i get worked up sometimes it’s hard to control it. and anyone who knows me knows it takes a lot for me to get worked up. but of course i get all fast talking and use the work “like” a million times. i do get my point across and report all of their shady antics. i let the girl and the manager know that they got scammed, that our experience was ruined, and that it was not cold in the theater at all. they apologize to us and offer us free passes. we politely say no and i tell them that wasn’t my intent, i just wanted them to know that the bitches were lying. but the movie seriously rocked, what we could hear, and i’d see it again without hesitation, and not just for the long lingering shots of shia’s hairy leg.

thursday:
Lost is all about desmond and penny this week, i am pleased. it could just be them every week with some sawyer and juliette thrown in here and there and i would be very very pleased. i watch a miss marple movie, just as good as poirot. then i finish the paula deen memoir before going to bed.

friday:
i accidentally discover that in the land of women opens and decide i need to see it that very moment. i saw the trailer a month or so back and fell in love immediately: adam brody, lots of music, slow-motion, and a drama. how could i go wrong? the girl from wednesday notices me as i stand in line to buy a drink, after paying for my ticket. she smiles and i smile, and i wait. when it’s my turn she calls the manager over, also from wednesday, and tells him to give me a free pass. i smile and say that isn’t necessary, but they insist. so i get my money back while she gets my drink. i feel better about the whole mess that was wednesday. i ask her if the three bitches had been spotted and she assures me that the coast is clear. i make my way to the theater, smile at the caution tape that hangs over the hot fuzz door, then enter and find a seat. the movie is just as awesome as i thought it would be. i question my love for all things Entertainment Weekly when i later discover that they gave the film an F. an F? i’ve seen some pretty shitastic movies in my day: powder, castaway, stir of echoes, lord of illusions… and that’s just off the top of my head without thinking, this movie comes nowhere near an F. F you EW, F you. speaking of EW, while waiting for the movie to start i wonder why the EW summer movie preview issue hasn’t come out yet. i need to know what i'm doing with my summer. i come home to find the magazine waiting on me. it’s one of my favorite kind of days: warm, windows down, sunglasses on, music blaring. i missed this weather. in an effort to check another griffin off my list, i pick up tickets to see kathy griffin do some standup. if i survive seeing patty i’m sure kathy will make me pee with laughter. i come home, eat, watch some tv and attempt to go to sleep but somehow end up reading 35 pages of my new book the road. i miss a call from B and a text from G somewhere in all of that.

*side note. while at the cinema i see a preview for the new movie no reservations. i love all things patricia clarkson. think aaron eckhart is seriously hot. and think the little miss sunshine girl is adorable. plus it looks like my kind of movie. all of that put together does not outweigh how much catherine-zeta-jones-douglas makes my skin crawl. sadly there is no cure for this and i will have no choice but to skip this one.

saturday:
it’s 74 today! i didn’t think i’d live to see this day again. not really sure if i’m dreaming, i take a picture of my temperature thing inside my car and send it to chels. she replies back with a picture of the sun. we plan a road trip to florida to work on our tans. i promise to pay for gas and provide amazing mix cds if she drives, she agrees to this arrangement. P and i catch up, and take advantage of D not being around and feel free to talk openly. i miss our daily chats, i think that’s really the only thing i miss about transferring. we discuss RENT for she has finally seen it live, and grey’s anatomy. she’s happy with the george and izzie thing. i am NOT. much driving with the windows down and the st. patrick’s day mix being played, i need a new mix. some pizza is had. G and i catch up and realize, much too late, that we both want to be out somewhere sipping a drink on a patio enjoying the warm weather. i clean up the DVR a bit, read, and drift off to my patty mix on my phone. one week until i get to see her!