6.30.07

Saturday:
The P’zone makes a long overdue return to my life. Welcome back my friend. I watch episode one of the Best Years, the jury is still out on that one. G and I fire some texts back and forth. I inform her that I’m STILL working on the summer mix. She wants to know how it’s coming since I’ve promised her it will blow her pretty little mind. I tell her that it will end up being an autumn mix at this rate. She informs me that she needs a summer mix AND she will expect an autumn mix as well, so I better get cracking. I love that my mixes are demanded by the masses. And by masses I mean like three people.

6.29.07

Friday:
I fix some tacos. Throw a load of laundry in the washer. And settle in for another episode of Traveler. I know it’s only an 8 episode thing. I know I shouldn’t get sucked in, but I’m still really digging it. And not just because Matthew Bomer is crazy hot. The storyline is actually fun, it's quick paced and I can't wait for the next episode.

6.28.07

Thursday:
I refuse to go to bed Wednesday until I finish the last thirty or so pages of Love Walked In. For some reason I'm then unable to fall asleep so I wind up getting around 4 hours of sleep. But I did finish my book so yay for that. Now I just need to get my hands on something new. I have around 20 books here that I’ve purchased over the years, but have never been able to get into. I keep revisiting them, and little has changed in the whole holding of my attention department. I kind of feel like revisiting the Perks of Being a Wallflower since it’s been a while. Lunch with D at the place with the best BLTs ever. Her treat, two free meals in a row? damn I’m spoiled. I get away from work late, and she has somewhere to be, so we're a bit rushed but it's still fun and insanely delicious.

I decide that what my life needs right this moment is a return to my post high school days with the purchase of tickets to see Counting Crows and Third Eye Blind. And even though one might think it sounds like the same show, it’s actually for two different venues. A night under the stars with some Counting Crows sounds like perfection to me. Well, perfection would include a bonfire, but this is pretty close.

6.27.07

Wednesday:
I drive my mother to the airport once again. She gets around, I can’t argue that I’m jealous. So I drive an hour north, say goodbye, give a hug, then drive an hour plus a few south and then east to meet up with G for lunch. Her treat. We sit and talk for two hours, see the cutest baby who waves at me and keeps smiling all through dinner. After saying more goodbyes I swing by Best Buy to pick up the new Ryan Adams cd. I read a few reviews on it that claimed it was a departure from his country flavored efforts as of late. While it’s not the rock cd that Rock n Roll was, it still sounds more countryish than say Gold. Don’t get me wrong, it sounds good after one listen and I can see myself really getting into it, I just think anyone who buys it thinking it strays from his country sound will be let down. I finally get caught up on two of the three Kyle XYs I have saved and I’m a few pages away from finishing my book.

6.26.07

Tuesday:
Work goes surprisingly well and I manage to make my great escape on time. I discover that my favorite episode of Kate & Allie, the Maltese Falcon one, is on and I make quick with the blank DVD. Yay. I also check out the latest Kathy Griffin episode, and four episodes of Designing Women. Once reaching 100% gayness I decide to call it a night.

6.25.07

Monday:
I have no idea why Fox bumped Sason 2 of tThe Loop from January to f-ing June. Or why they decided to burn off three! episodes each Sunday. It’s funny and out there the same way Arrested Development was. I guess I should just consider myself lucky that I get to see it at all. Season 1 was funnier, before they dumped the girls, but it still makes me laugh quite a bit. That was the one remaining show that I actually watched on Fox, I guess they read about my pure whitehot hate for the WB/CW and felt left out. So kudos to you Fox, kudos to you.

6.24.07

Today was supposed to be my movie and lunch date with Jules. Of course her selfish sister decided to go into labor and Jules was forced to postpone. She couldn't have held the kid in 24 more hours? I mean really. Considering that I was pretty much ready and itching to brave the wild outdoors I decided to venture into the big city alone. Blades of Glory at the $1 theater was swapped for Fantastic 4: Rise of the Silver Surfer. Chris Evans is funny and hot, a lethal combo. If I had a body like his I'd have it written into my contract that every character I played would quickly be rewritten as a naked character and I'd spend the movie saying my lines sans clothes. My sister called after getting in from seeing Knocked Up and we caught up for a bit. Then, when I discovered Roman Holiday on TCM, all my plans for the day were quickly discarded. I did enjoy a tasty blizzard from the DQ. Chels made me jealous by informing me that she got to see Transformers last night. When it opens, the two people I know who would want to see it will be in California and DC. So it looks like I'll be catching that one solo as well.

6.20.07

Wednesday:
Since we last met…

I may have once again spilled an entire glass of water onto my keyboard rendering it useless. For like three days. Gone shopping again, but I did return a pair of jeans. And wound up spending the very same amount of money on a new shirt. Decided that $14 was way too much to pay for a replacement keyboard while out with G. Then wound up spending over $50 on a wireless keyboard mouse combo set while out with my mother. Discovered a roofing nail in one of my tires, and paid $20 to get it fixed. Much cheaper than the alternative of a new tire. Went out for popcorn and a movie, Knocked Up, with G and then dinner at Friday’s. Hello Rick, still there after all these years. Still crazy cute. Discovered that Designing Women! starts next week on the same channel I’ve been DVD-Ring the Wonder Years these past few months. Just when I thought I was free. Another Miss Marple movie is watched. A pregnant woman who lives 5 minutes away from me is missing. This makes the national news and gives me the creeps when I repeatedly hear that her young son was a witness to what led up to her disappearance.

6.16.07

Saturday:
Ms. B tries to twist my arm into coming over for a cookout, bonfire. She knows of my inability to turn down the invitation to go to a bonfire. It's been a while since I've attended one, maybe her birthday last summer? I think I got a little bit of a sunburn in my 45 minutes in the sun yesterday. I tried my best to slowly work up to the tan this year, and with this being my fifth or so time in the sun I foolishly believed I was safe.

I decide, after much with the back and forth, to make myself a drink and couch it. I text G to find out she is doing much of the same. Being 100% completely retarded I send several pic messages to G asking her which movie I should watch: Loggerheads, Eternal Sunshine, Rules Of Attraction, Garden State, or All Over the Guy.

She responds with: What’s a Loggerhead?
Me: It’s a turtle.
G: What? The movie’s about turtles? Well, if so, definitely that one. Turtles, I’m a big fan.

Another reason why I heart her so.

One drink becomes 27 and the night somehow gets away from me.

6.15.07

Friday:
Zack accuses me of sitting at my desk playing on my computer, updating my Myspace page. This causes me to assume that he too has a Myspace page, and now I’m completely obsessed with finding his without of course just asking him for it and then being forced to share mine. I’m retarded. I stayed up past my bedtime last night but I finally finished Never Let Me Go. I have no idea if I liked it or hated it. It was odd. It was slow. It was a lot of talk all about nothing. I just don’t know. Next up is Love Walked In. Here’s hoping I have a more favorable reaction to that one.

At work Dennis walks into the room singing…
Dennis: Wild thing, I think I love you.
Me: (looking up) Um, hey thanks.
Dennis: Will you be my wild thing?
Me: Sure.

6.14.07

Thursday:
I love having Will at work to talk to. It’s nice to have someone with similar taste in movies to swap recommendations with. That and our mutual lust over some of the cute guys at work. Mr. Wonder for me, JR for him. We discuss Eating Out 2: Sloppy Seconds, Dante’s Cove, and things like that. He loved Eating Out and I tell him he needs to track down the sequel like yesterday. I tell him I haven’t been able to make it through all of the Cove since the camp factor is off the charts. He says that’s why he was unable to turn away from it.

6.13.07

Wednesday:
A trip to the cemetery with my mother. We visit my father's grave, both of my uncle's and my grandparents'. I decide to take a few pictures of the old church with my camera phone to see if they actually turn out. She decides to take me to the military cemetery since I say I've never been. We attempt to find her cousin's grave but have very little luck. We find a directory at the entrance as we head out, and make plans to stop back in a month or so. We don't have time to do it then since we're meeting my aunt, cousin and his wife for lunch at the cracker barrel. We do a lot of driving through a lot of small towns and countryside. I soon decide I want to move to the country. A big old farm house out in the middle of nowhere. Quiet, lots of green, you can walk all over and not really find anything. I could give up the cinema, hello Netflix. I could only shop once or twice a year, hello savings account. I grew up in a smallish town. I live in a smallish town. I work in a little bit bigger of a town. But I really think I’m a smalltown boy at heart. I text Ms. K about maybe seeing the hotness that is Billy Currington at the local fair in August. I notice it on the sign as we make our way out of the country. I really don't know much by him, she's the country fan. But I do know that he is insanely pretty to look at. She texts me back and informs me that I'm in if she is.

6.12.07

Tuesday:
I get all caught up on the new season of Kathy Griffin's show. Then it's the latest episode of Studio 60. It’s really depressing to watch it, seeing an amazing episode like that. Seeing it continue to grow and get better. And know that it’s all for nothing. I'm seriously considering boycotting anything new in the fall. Why invest in anything new that will inevitably get yanked within two weeks leaving me to feel abandoned yet again. Then again, I could be missing out on next season's version of Brothers & Sisters, or Men In Trees. Why does life have o be so hard?

6.10.07

Sunday:
I wake up early, I know! and decide the day calls for some shopping, a trip to the $1 theater and you average run-of-the mill errand running merriment. I hit up Target to exchange the shirt I purchased wile there with my mother. I was pleasantly surprised to discover that the one I picked up was too big. Even better, it was now two dollars cheaper. I decide that my life is incomplete without some candles, so I stop at the Yankee Candle Co. to check out their BOGO sale. Of course they are not open, so I take this as a sign that maybe my life isn't as empty as I thought. I decide to check out Old Navy to see if they have the shorts I saw in Michigan that would make good sleepware. They do, and they too are on sale so I pick up several pairs. In an effort to give the old credit card a rest I decide it's time to kick it at the cinema. 300 is finally playing there. I was waiting for it to arrive, while I wanted to see it I didn't have the desire to pay full price. A dollar I can do. It was good. Gerard Butler had my heart beating a little fast. The wardrobe was a bit distracting at times and caused me to miss some of the dialogue. But it was entertaining enough. My mother calls me to let me know that she is back in town from her Michigan trip and to see if I can meet her at the garage where we both get our cars worked on. Having some time to kill I cannot resist the urge to revisit the candle shop. I pick up two, one that smells like grass and one that smells like lemonade. Eventually I find myself back home parked in front of the tv. I decide to check out the first episode of Traveler that was saved on the DVR some time back. The new ones have begun to air and I need to catch up. It seems like a really good show. I have no idea why I set myself up for this type of heartbreak. I know it's a summer show that ABC is trying to burn off. I know that one of the leads signed on to another fall show. I know it has no chance of coming back. But I still find myself getting sucked in.

6.9.07

Saturday:

Oh Mr. Wonder, please stop taunting me. Were you flirting with me? Were you joking with me? I really have no idea. And I really don’t care, just looking at you is really enough for me. Kathy Griffin with Jules!

Dinner, every place we went to had a crazy long wait. So we decided to try the new open air Irish Pub. After sitting there for twenty minutes and not getting waited on, not even offered a drink, as we watched two waitresses walk around looking seriously shell-shocked (there’s wide-eyed and then there’s bug-eyed) they were beyond both, we decided to just head to the venue and see if snacks were available. After discovering that they weren’t Jules looked at me and said, “Do you want to just drink?” As if I need to be asked twice. So we drank. So funny. After one drink I'm feeling a bit dizzy. We sit and talk for a bit while watching the place fill up. We wound up with some pretty great seats. Jules decides that it's best if we procure another drink. We head to bar number one and see a crazy long line, so we go to the second bar and opt for a beer instead. Then it's back to our seats to wait for the show to begin. Of course Kathy was crazy, hilarious, inappropriate, amazing. There were several moments when we both were in tears and Jules was punching my thigh. I tried my best to fight it off, but eventually I had to hit the restroom. I was pissed, but there was little I could do. As I stepped out of the hall I was happy to discover that the show was being piped over some sort of loud speaker. Then as I opened the door to the restroom I could hear Kathy in there even. Guys were laughing while peeing, I'm not going to lie that was an odd moment. Can I also say that the men's restroom at a Kathy Griffin show is just an odd environment in general? Guys were checking themselves out in front of the mirror. Guys were checking one another out. I'm pretty sure that restroom was the gayest place I've ever been. The straight guys must have been freaked. Oh who am I kidding? There were no straight guys at a Kathy Griffin show. After the show we drove back to Jules and sat and talked for a bit. Her house is overrun with cats. I was a bit freaked at first but they were all so sweet and lovable that I eventually was able to relax. One kept head-butting me in an effort to keep me petting it, too funny. On my way home I stopped at Wendy's because I was dying at that point. The food was disgusting, but at that point it was 11 p.m. and I guess I got what I deserved. I chowed on the drive home, got in the door, and crawled into bed.

6.8.07

Friday:

I decide to watch the first half of Eating Out 2: Sloppy Seconds before I call it a night. Of course it’s just as awesome, hilarious, hot, blah blah blah, as the first one. Of course I’m unable to turn it off and wind up watching the entire thing. So good. Oh yeah, and there was hail and tornadoes all around me, but I was happy and oblivious eating my tacos and watching my soft core porn entertainment. My mother calls me to find out if I'm still alive, or if I've been swept up in a tornado. I assure her that I am not that easy to get rid of.

6.7.07

Thursday:

I saw the slightest bit of chest hair peaking out of Mr. Wonder’s polo shirt and my head just about exploded on the spot. What is wrong with me that this is the high point of my day? I start the day feeling all sassy with my recently cut hair and new watch, that I’m obsessed with looking at every five minutes. I really don’t care what time it is, I just like looking at the watch. Sassy quickly becomes icky as I begin to grow dizzy as the day moves on. I get a headache, and pretty much every smell makes me want to vomit. I begin to suspect that I am in fact pregnant. Great.

6.6.07

Wednesday:

A quick stop at the bank. This week’s shopping destination was Target instead of Kohl’s. I was as surprised as you are. I found a watch for work finally. The one Ms. K bought for me as a joke at K-Mart like six years ago for $2 finally died. A new book (Love Walked In) the cover has been taunting me for about two months, and some shorts to sleep in. And I was tempted by the underwear, but I stood strong. Apparently hawt underwear is my latest addiction. Shrug. A car wash, a haircut, and some quality time with the DVR.

I made a quick stop at the post office before my apointment to get my hair cut. This is what went down...

Odd Man Behind Counter: Do you need any stamps today? Or a yellow plush smiley face? BURRRRP! Oh, excuse me.
Me: (With huge eyes) You did not just burp in my face. And who the hell needs a yellow plush smiley face? And seriously, if you really wanted one I’m sure there are better places to find it other than the post office. (In my head obviously)

No, I'm good.

Matt Nathanson has a new song out, Gone. This is me obsessed. New cds from Ryan Adams, Emerson Hart AND Matt Nathanson makes for a sweet summer. The summer of awesomeness if you will.

6.5.07

Tuesday:

I meet up with G for dinner on a patio (very specific) and a movie. It’s 60 degrees out, windy and rainy. So much for the patio. We see Waitress because she vetoes Knocked Up. Oh well, at least I get some Keri time. My sister sent me a text a week or so ago telling me how awesome Waitress was. While I liked it, I wouldn’t say I loved it. Or would want to own it. Or would want to see it again. G has been making money as a secret shopper while enjoying her summer off from work. Spending time with her isn't necessarily a good thing because it makes me want to quit my job that much more. She's the bad crowd I was warned about falling into as a teenager I suspect. I'm told that we just need to make a quick five minute stop at the Subway across the street from the theater. In typical G style five minutes eventually becomes an hour. It's a good thing I'm a patient person, and have a pretty phone to play with. I'm told I get to pick the restaurant because I was such a good little boy and sat quietly while G did her work. Longhorn it is. G orders everything they have on the menu that came from the sea. eww. I stick with the rocky top chicken. I’m told the cost of substituting chili fries for the regular fries would be fifty cents. Somehow that became 2.50 and the chili and bacon were both missing. Our waitress was overly nice and helpful so we decided not to burn the place down or anything in retaliation. G tells me that she was kicking around the idea of a weekend Boston trip and thought about seeing if I would be in. She later decided against this since my last visit to the city was less than stellar. That made me laugh. We sit and talk forever and eventually realize the place has closed some time ago and the evil looks we're getting are an invitation for us to scram. I drive G to her place where we sit in the car for almost another hour while we talk. A goodbye, a kiss on the cheek, and a quick stop at Steak-N-Shake for a milkshake and I head home.

6.4.07

Monday:

I love how Will and I seem to be into the same guys. I love how Will lays all the ground work, asking all the questions I want answers to but can’t seem to find the appropriate time to ask them. If there is one thing Will cares very little about it is appropriateness. I’m still trying to get Mr. Wonder to ask me out simply by willing it so from my mind to his. This is amounting to very little. There are times I start to suspect that something is getting through to him when he loses his train of thought while talking to me. I’ll begin to think that maybe he can read my mind, and then I blush. Some days it sucks being a teenager trapped in the body of an old man. Anyway, today I found out how old he is, thanks to Will. I realize I could just take a chance and see where it gets me, but it's much more fun torturing myself by yearning for him in my own mind.

6.3.07

Sunday:

I attempt to make some room on the DVR by watching two episodes of Studio 60, the last minute of the second one brought tears to my eyes. The more I watch the more annoyed I get that this show got the boot. My mom asks me if I'll take her to Homo Depot so she can purchase a new blind since the one she has no longer functions. I also get bamboozled into installing it. We walk around trying to find someone, anyone to help us which is always the case at Home Depot and Lowes. I push the assistance button several times over the course of fifteen minutes. At one point my mom leaves me stranded in the aisle holding the blind while she attempts to track someone down. After five minutes I begin to fear that she got sucked into the Home Depot black hole, and I will never see her again. She finally walks around the corner with some girl who seems very eager to help us. After I begin to ask her a question or two she appears to buckle under the pressure, snapping she is a "flooring girl" and really has no idea what to tell me about blinds. As I think to myself, "the why the hell are you cutting my mother's blind if you in fact have no idea about blinds," when a second woman joins us. She apparently is the blind expert and all questions are told to be directed at her. She's a bit more helpful and tells my mother that her two-year-old blind shouldn't have stopped working (you think?) and offers to replace it for free. We're both a little surprised by this, then we thank her and run the hell away from her before she changed her mind.

6.2.07

Saturday:

I make it through one of the seven Brothers & Sisters I still need to catch up on. After falling two or three episodes behind I opted to just stockpile them for the summer when little else is on. I then watch the Soup, and the first episode of Real World Vegas Reunited. I stopped watching Vegas early in the season when it was on. That one and Paris were the only two I didn’t stick with for the entire season. But this one seems decent so far. I mean Frank's arms are reason enough to keep me coming back week after week. And really, what else is there to watch? I’m waiting for Big Brother 8 (the first season without Janelle), Psych Season 3, Kyle XY Season 2, and It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia Season 3 to start. I’m also curious about this new show on the N called The Best Years. And the Man Band, it sounds like a huge train wreck of a mess, plus it has Jeff Timmons, so I mean how could I not watch it? They even have their own Myspace page! It sounds like quality tv to me.

6.1.07

Friday:

E and I make with the small talk while at work: movies, music and such. I tell her of my strong need to see Knocked Up, for my Katherine Heigl fix if nothing else. I give her the skinny on Super Bad, and she tells me that she saw Pirates 3. I tell her that Lisa asked me the previous day if I wanted to see it, and I said I could take it or leave it. While I didn’t like the first one, I found the second one tolerable. "WHAT?!" is her response. "Are you like the only person in the world who did not like pirates?" Apparently I am. Ms. B calls me to fill me in on what’s been going on with her. She asks me why we wait so long in between times that we hang out. We try to recall the last time we saw one another and place it sometime in the fall. I tell her I really have no idea why we do that. We blame it on old age and senility. We make plans for a sleepover, with a So NoTORIous marathon, and much much alcohol.