Tuesday, September 02, 2003

 
You know, the Lost Boys would be scarier if the soundtrack wasn't so bad, if the bad guys didn't have bad hair extensions and/or mullets, and if both Coreys weren't in it.
posted by Alleen at 11:02:15 AM

Monday, September 01, 2003

 
Exciting times. I spent this past Saturday night getting drunk out of my tree. This was ostensibly in celebration of Amber getting an exciting new job, though it may or may not have had something to do with my being mildly depressed.

Amber and I started the evening out at my house, finishing off the last of the Bailey's, and then moving on to the oh-so-classy combination of cassis and vodka. We ended up going out after we got drunk, but not after we spent a couple of hours looking for a Justin Timberlake video to dance to. Unfortunately, I got dressed to leave after I was drunk and I ended up at a pub dressed up like a mexican peasant.

I'm not really clear on what happened at the pub. At some point I was listening to a hot guy called Thomas tell me what he did for a living. He turned out to be a navy diver and, despite the aforementioned hotness, he was also the most boring man on earth. To be honest, I had no idea what he was saying for the most part, but did manage to find out that apparently British Navy divers get called out to look for drowning victims. Which is apparently kind of a sucky job. So, instead they go looking for clams. I asked him if they'd ever had a clambake, but, well, I was really drunk, and he probably had no idea what I was saying either.

Renee and Bart showed up eventually and rescued us, which was awesome, though, like I said, I really have no idea what happened after that. I have some vague memory of Bart taking me outside to get air, and I have some vague memory of finishing Renee's drink. Sadly, the memory of barfing my guts out is crystal clear.

I went to see Pirates of the Caribbean on Sunday, which turned out to be complete genius. Johnny Depp was hot, Orlando Bloom was hot, and the movie rocked. I really enjoyed Johnny Depp's mincing but manly pirate, especially when he was doing a girly run away from bullets.

Today, I spent the day with Spring, the spastic Dalmatian and finally bought myself new pillows. I was going to buy satin sheets too, but realised that I have no idea what size my sheets or duvet cover should be. Red satin sheets though... sigh. They're probably really slippy and uncomfortable. And would make my bedroom look like a cathouse.

I know it's not exciting. But it's all I got. I'm going to Paris this weekend to hang out with my dad. Yikes.
posted by Alleen at 6:49:48 PM

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