Words I've created in the last 24 hours:
Bro-cocious: When you and your bros are trying to agree on something to do, and one or more bros is either: changing their mind often, or is immediately shooting down every idea that is proposed.
Example: Dude, we got tickets to the Broadway revival of "Cats" six weeks ago and now you don't want to go? Quit being so bro-cocious.
Flee-vage: When you can see the lines between a woman's toes in the open top of a shoe.
Example: I would have bought those shoes, but there was fleevage everywhere, and that's gross and weird. I might as well buy sandals.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
Terrible Thai Food
Last night I ate the worst Thai food I've ever had.
It was all spiciness and zero flavor. Later, it was brought to my attention that the restaurant where we got said Thai food was actually a Chinese restaurant that also makes Thai food. I think that is where the breakdown occurred on the delicious train.
After dinner, I went to Tom and Jade's to drink wine, celebrate our wins, and mourn our losses of the day. They ordered Mexican food, from a restaurant called "Min Yeng's Mexican Food." They serve both Chinese and Mexican cuisine... h-what?
Chinese food in New York is to foreign cuisine as cranberry is to juice. It's just mixed with every other kind of food, without regard for the outcome. This is getting out of control.
So after not eating much, I went and had one glass of terrible wine. Because my stomach was empty, I was surprised to find myself sort of drunk... on a single glass of cheap wine. I woke up with a little headache this morning, and was more embarassed than pained. I don't even know why I'm publicly admitting all of this...
Maybe I'm still drunk.
It was all spiciness and zero flavor. Later, it was brought to my attention that the restaurant where we got said Thai food was actually a Chinese restaurant that also makes Thai food. I think that is where the breakdown occurred on the delicious train.
After dinner, I went to Tom and Jade's to drink wine, celebrate our wins, and mourn our losses of the day. They ordered Mexican food, from a restaurant called "Min Yeng's Mexican Food." They serve both Chinese and Mexican cuisine... h-what?
Chinese food in New York is to foreign cuisine as cranberry is to juice. It's just mixed with every other kind of food, without regard for the outcome. This is getting out of control.
So after not eating much, I went and had one glass of terrible wine. Because my stomach was empty, I was surprised to find myself sort of drunk... on a single glass of cheap wine. I woke up with a little headache this morning, and was more embarassed than pained. I don't even know why I'm publicly admitting all of this...
Maybe I'm still drunk.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
All Day Listening
I've been listening to The Album Leaf all day today. Yesterday, I listened to Whiskeytown all day.
Got Milk Whore
I was reading Perez Hilton today, which I rarely do anymore, and I saw this article with this associated text:

"Who is the latest Got Milk? Whore????
CLICK HERE to find out!
He/she likes it creamy."
It's Martha Stewart, in case you were wondering. But what I want to know is: Can you really be a whore for publicizing milk? I mean, that's kind of like calling someone an ad whore for promoting literacy. "Ooh, Taye Diggs is promoting the Bookmobile. What a shill!"

"Who is the latest Got Milk? Whore????
CLICK HERE to find out!
He/she likes it creamy."
It's Martha Stewart, in case you were wondering. But what I want to know is: Can you really be a whore for publicizing milk? I mean, that's kind of like calling someone an ad whore for promoting literacy. "Ooh, Taye Diggs is promoting the Bookmobile. What a shill!"
12 Hours of Sleep
Last night I went to bed at 8:30pm because I've been sick for the last couple weeks and decided I'd try to do something good for myself. I awoke this morning at about 8:00am. After a relatively quick and delay-free train ride into town, I went to Dunkin' Donuts and ordered two Boston Cream donuts and a large iced coffee with French Vanilla flavoring.
Why would I do that to myself? I take all this time to get a good night's sleep, then I load up my body with fat and sugar! I'm about half-way through the iced coffee now (it's sitting within left hand's reach as I type this). I haven't even touched the donuts yet. Maybe they will be lunch...
Or maybe I should find a salad and eat that...
Or maybe I should just say "fuck it," eat the donuts, then go over to Goodburger and bet them that if I can't eat 10 cheeseburgers in under 30 minutes they're free.
Why would I do that to myself? I take all this time to get a good night's sleep, then I load up my body with fat and sugar! I'm about half-way through the iced coffee now (it's sitting within left hand's reach as I type this). I haven't even touched the donuts yet. Maybe they will be lunch...
Or maybe I should find a salad and eat that...
Or maybe I should just say "fuck it," eat the donuts, then go over to Goodburger and bet them that if I can't eat 10 cheeseburgers in under 30 minutes they're free.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Dancing Feet
Someone asked me the other day if I ever dance. My answer: Yes, I do.
It looks a lot like this:
It looks a lot like this:
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