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Thursday, October 14, 2004
Damn it's been a busy week! And it's just getting busier, people. I had to put together and emcee a trivia night all by m'lonesome because my irrepressible "co-host" decided to jet off to Las Vegas and then commune with scorpions in the Utah desert for a couple of days, maybe try out his yankee pickup lines on some BYU coeds down at the milk bar, I dunno. And after all my nervous sweat and solo planning and stomach cramping, it's the most poorly attended quiz evah, thanks to the televisual competition of the debate (wham!) and two baseball playoff games (bam!), so I'm standing on a chair, reading questions unmic'd to five teams instead of the usual 25. A perfectly good quiz, 50 questions, wasted on the dregs who dragged in. Ah, but no weeping is allowed; it's called trivia for a reason.
I ask you, though, is this fair: I have to find a new roommate, again. Craigslist makes this a little less painful than it used to be, but still, it is an abhorrent process. I have to make the place look nice and keep it that way for two weeks, pretty much by myself because the roomies are, like, absent and uninterested. I have to deal with the dishonesty of deleting all male responses to my ad despite the fact that I didn't specify "no dudes" in the ad -- though I further think you'll agree that an ad that said "chicks only" would be a little ooky, right? You know my reasons, so it's all jake with y'all, but to your average female apartment hunter, it's a don't-even-think-about-it offense. RIGHT? But boys are so messy. All right here quick and subliminal advertisement if you know of any clean responsible genius yet unboring women in the New York area who you think might be compatible with UD in a living sitch please forward their info most ricketytick. No phone, no pool, no pets; I ain't got no cigarettes. I have to watch baseball until the Yankees lose, which it looks like I'm gonna have to wait a while for that. I like baseball, but being a Yankee fan means that it's hard to care until the World Series, and I really wish that some other team would beat Boston for a change so I didn't have to feel so guilty. The games until the series, about which I care slightly less, will still somehow appear in my line of sight, no matter what else is going on. For example, last year, game 7 of the ALCS vs Boston coincided with the night after a friend broke up with her fiancé of five years and needed some serious love and attention. There were three comforters to the one bereaved at the outdoor cafe that night, but I still looked like a fucking heel as my head turned repeatedly towards the TV in the window of the bar. I can only hope she was comforted by the absurdity of the entire city seeming to celebrate her sad breakup with roaring cheers. Also making me busy: other stuff I'm too busy to explain. 0 comments |
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