Monthly Archives: May 2003

Some days I wish I

Some days I wish I lived in a bubble. Not a literal bubble, a figurative one. Those are the days I don’t get out of bed. I haven’t had too many of those days recently, which is good, but I could really use a week of time by myself in my apartment. Just me. No

“Strummy, La-La Music” I bought

“Strummy, La-La Music” I bought the Gilmore Girls soundtrack. Now, here’s the thing, I am a huge fan of soundtracks (not scores, necessarily, though they are sometimes included on soundtracks, I can do nothing about that). I like the variety of music they provide, a taste of this, a smidge of that. It’s better than

“And I’d be a Libertarian,

“And I’d be a Libertarian, if they weren’t all a bunch of tax-dodging professional whiners.” -Berke Breathed, creator of Bloom County and Outland on being “liberal.” Hee!

A Really Stupid, Sappy Story

A Really Stupid, Sappy Story Tom and I tuck each other into bed if one of us is staying up later than the other. Basically, it involves a kiss goodnight and a hug, or some silly pillow fluffing and pampering. It’s totally gay, in the “sickly-sweet heterosexual romance” sense of the word. Last night, I