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Indisposée une fois par mois, comme d'hab

As much as KCRW bugs me sometimes, today they will be featuring a live, in-studio performance by Jurassic 5 and I am pretty happy about that. I am going to ignore the annoying dj and shake my groove thing, shake my groove thing, yeah yeah. You can stream it if you like; I think J5 will be appearing in the eleven o’clock hour.

The poverty weight loss has begun! This, my friends, is the only advantage to being impoverished. I woke up this morning feeling a bit Tara Reid with my hip bones jutting out of my pyjamas. I also woke up ravenous and remembered that we had cleaned out the change compartment in the car to purchase pita at the local market. So I had some toasted pita with tons of butter and jam, and am now feeling normal. And the hip bones are safely back inside.

Did you know that saying ‘pita bread’ is like saying ‘bread bread’?

What other fascinating things can I tell you? Terence is off at an interview. It’s for a job with a golf equipment manufacturer. He spent yesterday calling all of his golfing friends to learn about the game and the clubs and stuff. I’ve decided to send my resume and some samples to a recruiter in New York. Their office is looking for freelance logo and wordmark designers, and I need the work (plus it’s freelance so I don’t have to work out of anybody else’s office, or commute.)

My friend went to a special screening of "Confessions of a Dangerous Mind" and there was a question-and-answer session after the film with George Clooney and Sam Rockwell. Some sneezy woman with a stuffed up nose asked them a question, and before he answered her, George Clooney said something like, "You should really take care of that cold. I'm no doctor, but I did play one on tv." For reals.

I am now crampypants and am going back to bed.

9:33 a.m. - 2003-01-13



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