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I have been in such a pissy mood today. I hate everything and it�s exhausting. In list form, the things currently making me tremble with irritation: 1. I saw and did not like �Y Tu Mam� Tambi�n.� I am the only person I know besides my parents (who hate everything) who didn�t think the film was great. I realize that this means I am becoming more and more like my parents, and this of course is a source of incredible irritation. 2. I had to go out to Ned�s today to water his plants, and scavenge around his apartment for some envelope that he wanted me to FedEx to him in San Francisco. I�m annoyed that he doesn�t have a FedEx account (all you have to do is call a FREE number to set up your very own FREE account,) and that his apartment is like a 20 year old�s Den of Slack with ironically ugly sidewalk furniture and dumb porn videos on the bookshelf. There was a polaroid near his bed of him and two mystery women, one of which is certainly the one he is currently and surreptitiously dating. I knew he was dating someone because he hadn�t been round in a long time, and I don�t know, I just got a �feeling.� It helped to have Terence confirm my suspicions when he a) noticed there was firewood at Ned�s place a month ago, then he b) stone cold busted Ned with the woman at Swingers. I find this sort of subterfuge childish and insulting. 3. My best friend (who is 32) is dating a 23 year old bartender who has not only a 7 year old daughter, but also a DUI with court-ordered AA meetings and he regularly shows up at her house at 3 am, loaded to the gills. There are red flags aplenty but none of them seem to alarm her. 4. There were tons of giggly chatty girls in yoga, making such a racket. I wanted to throttle them all with my negative Chi. 5. I ran out of milk and coffee simultaneously this morning. It wasn�t until this afternoon that I was able to run out and get my works in the form of more milk and coffee. 6. In my frantic near-hallucinatory junkie freakout, I made a mistake and bought fat free milk. 7. Let me get back to the 23 year old bartender. Who hires a 23 year old to tend bar? This is like letting a kid loose in a candy store! But I guess, he kind of is still a kid... with a kid of his own! 8. Another friend of mine (this one male) has been emailing and calling my Favorite Tracy, and I am vehemently opposed to their union, be it platonic or romantic. My opposition is motivated by selfishness, and I have been incapable of offering neutral advice to Tracy. I am mad at myself for even caring. 9. I am also mad at myself for judging my other friend who is dating the 23 year old bartender. Why the hell can�t I be more �Live and let live?� What the hell is wrong with me? and finally... 10. I hate my hair, and I can�t get it cut until I get paid. But I have to try and think of fun and exciting things, because I can�t just end this entry on such horribleness. So... I am going to see Beulah on Wednesday and I LOVE THEM as you know. Last night, I saw that actor who was in Boiler Room and Suburbia, and is currently on that tv show called �Boston Public.� I think his name is N*cky Katt (I hope that is a fake name because his parents really should be scolded for perpetrating that crime on their son.) He�s got great hair. And speaking of hair, I cut Terence�s with one of those buzzy clipper thingies and I did a pretty good job. Normally I get distracted and start gesticulating, giving him odd stripes and shaved bits, but this last time, I paid attention.
6:42 p.m. - 2002-04-29
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