Tag: Cal
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A Still Day
despite the puppies There are dalmatians outside my backyard. All along Sunset they’ve placed inflated puppies on top of the buildings. They loom over the street and threaten to snap off and hit a car at any time. Sad, floaty puppies staring at us, begging to be cut free, wishing they weren’t stuck on enormous…
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pamie is looking for I-17
WE MAKE LIST IZ GOOD. HI CAL WRITING TAYLOR TALKING HE SAY HI! HI! HI!
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The Brush-Off
nothing personal I’m actually trying to get things accomplished around here. Like today, I cleaned my car. Huzzah! I hadn’t really done that before, get down and clean the windows and floors and stuff. It’s time for me to actually start on the living room so it doesn’t look like I sit around here all…
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Man.
you’d think after four hours I’d have written more. Last night was spent catching up with one of my oldest friends, sitting in a bar until they kicked us out, and then today I drove around town doing a combination of errands and lunch and showing him the places in Austin I’m going to miss…
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PROOF.
i wasn’t joking around, here. My first mistake was thinking that it was Eric I had to fear last night, after yesterday’s entry. After reading through the entry, he seemed to be pretty calm about everything. My second mistake was deviating from my nightly schedule and deciding that instead of surfing late at night, I’d…
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All Moved In
and exhausted I have this to say first. If you live in or near Central Austin, and you’re a Weezer fan, click here and give me your mailing address. I’ve got some inside scoop for you.
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"Wait, What?"
“she’s writing on a saturday?” Yes. I’m up. It’s early. I’ve been up for a couple of hours. After email, going through the forum, going through Mighty Big TV and drinking water and sighing, I realized that I could probably just sit here and write an entry. Maybe after I’ll take a nice nap. It’s…
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No Sleep 'Til…
my non-sleeping patterns I haven’t been sleeping so well lately. I stay up too late anyway, finishing up work, trying to get things in before their deadlines. But lately when I finally get to bed, I’ll spend at least thirty minutes lying there, thinking about other things.
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Proof I’m a Dead Girl
and a little bit of bitching. Hey. Look, so why didn’t you tell me that Kathy Griffin has been stealing my material? She’s all “When did Madonna become British?” And now I’m hearing her talk about how much she loves VH-1 and how the divas on the Diva show aren’t really divas. Hello? That’s three…
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ih. ow. ih.
how to live my rock and roll lifestyle. 7:00am– Eric gets up for work. You don’t hear the alarm. You continue to sleep until the snooze kicks in while he’s in the shower. You feel like ass. As you grumble about him leaving the alarm on, you fall back asleep. 7:30am– Eric kisses you goodbye…