Tales of Wit and Charm…

thank god al gore invented the movie screen so i was able to watch his documentary inconvenient truth tonight, great movie and very informative. i used to have a crush on the man, circa 2000 (stop judging!), so i was more than happy to dedicate my evening to his cause. i even rushed right home to recycle, and by rush i mean i drove slowly to burn less gasoline…err bio-diesel.

every once in a while, i’m pro global warming, like right now–justin has the ac cranked and i’m freezing. bring on the co2! come tomorrow morning when i walk into the office and old old man gray has winter going i’ll feel the same way…

if you haven’t seen it yet, go. if you have, did the end credits annoy you too?

the infamous ltb is in town, which means murphy’s can finally make back some of that money they’ve no doubt been losing since the big bad move to dc. i decided to go out with the tommy entourage last night; these shakers move fast, when i finally met up with them they were on the third bar of the evening, shucks. after pointing out that i was the designated driver this showed up at our table:planned or unplanned? either way i remain impressed, that tommy sure knows how to show a fellow countryman a good time. oh and just so you know, “iced tea” may cause one to fall off their stool, sure you can blame the slick chair but i’m going to place blame on the tea brew. (this new drink brings out the best in people, and by best i mean best morbid stories!)

my dvd player recently died, after the proper mourning period i started searching for a new one. i accidentally bought a princess pink disney one, oops.

ben is staying with me on the weekends until school starts up again. i came home to find him on the couch staring blankly at the new dvd player, only to comment that he will never watch a movie there again. success!!

my life is over. my life as a fun, beer-drinking, stripper watching party girl.

this was realized last night, when i was in bed at 9:51pm. yes, you read correctly…ninefreakingfiftyone. i’m old, and boring.

as i laid there in bed a quote from old school kept running through my head. remember when some hot little thing asked frank the tank what his plans for saturday were? let’s refresh…

Well, um, actually a pretty nice little Saturday, we’re going to go to Home Depot. Yeah, buy some wallpaper, maybe get some flooring, stuff like that. Maybe Bed, Bath, & Beyond, I don’t know, I don’t know if we’ll have enough time.

i feel like the bed, bath, & beyond poster child, finding a coupon for the store on justin’s counter the next morning doesn’t exactly help, now does it?

D-E-P-R-E-S-S-I-N-G!!!

the geeks and i had a costco lunch. there is just something about the costco that pleases geeks and girls alike. we looked at industrial sized fans, patio covers, and fake beach bikes before settling on a dyson vacuum for the pmk house. i’m not exactly sure how shopping for patio covers and vacuums are related, but i’m sure somewhere in those geeky minds they are. i’m also unsure of what an extra lifetime filter is, does owning a dyson somehow bring you a longer lifespan or a second one altogether?

and is it just me or does bare floor tool sound a little dirty, not time to vacuum the crumbs off the floor dirty, but paris hilton dirty.

i’m confused.