I decided not to go the show last night when Robin told me that a. it was was $28 (who are they fucking KIDDING?!) and that b. people under the stairs dropped out. Jake/Walker/Riley went but I guess Riley was kicked out before the show even started. I had plans anyway - met up with a coworker for some Pilsner, Prince, and The Rolling Stones at Caps. Tonight (after my eagerly-awaited lamb fest, hold the chocolate blood please) I'm heading on over to Walker and Andrews to watch the new season of Nip/Tuck! God bless mother fucking America, I love TV! There's this new show on called Chuck, I was channel surfing the other day (all 4.5 canadian channels) and stopped on it because they were doing a spoof of the New Years Eve episode from Season 1 of the OC. There was guy running in slow, then fast, motion to meet up with his friend at a Halloween party and they were playing the Finley Quaye song "Dice." It was so rad. Turns out the show is created by the same creators of the OC and, just based on this spoof/holler, sounds way tighter than gay old Gossip Girl (which I'll probably watch tonight anyway). Mitch said he saw some more of this show Chuck and they were spoofing/hollering at the scenes when Marissa, Seth, et al would hang out on the pier. If the whole show is like this, you can bet your ass I'll tune in.
Okay Jessie, preggers UPDATE? I don't think I got the original memo.
If it makes you feel better though, from my extensive experience (not traveling, but talking to women that are really into flows and shit) tells me that a lot of people have fritzy systems when they travel, even for long periods. Plus, the whole triple pregnancy test is kind of a dead give-away, no need to go all Knocked Up or anything (you know, ga-billions of pregnancy test).
Well I'm off to catch the bus. See ya when I see ya!
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