So...I'm about to see myself on TV as in the fully edited version of my 15 minutes of fame. This could be so ugly. Like I might want to hurl myself off of something after this. Part of me is like I can't believe I ever agreed to do this...and another part of me is completely indifferent...god this is going to be so horrifying.
So I bought a book on punctuation. I'm excited. I think I just heard another one of the subjects yelp. That can't be good. So anyways about this book on punctuation. I'm excited, I hope it will prove to be helpful. I really want to write and I want to make sure I'm doing it right -- whatever that means.
The job is a big damn headache these days. What else is new on that tip. I spent way too much money on some cool ass Nike dunks. I don't even rock Nike, but I took exception to these.
Monday, May 01, 2006
Ok, so I'm feeling a little bit better, but kind of stressed about this coming Saturday. That's all I want to say about that. My work out this morning was good. Great in fact. Climbing the fence was a challenge, but cool. You're certainly not going to get that sort of thing in a gym. God, this place got packed quick. I wished the neurotic Russian happy birthday via text. she called back immediately. i hate it when she does that. It just made going to bed that much more difficult. Across the street is a Tower Records. There are a shit ton of nuts waiting for the midnight sale of Pearl Jam tickets. Who knew. So it looks like people are beginning to see my face on LOGO for the TV show. That's cool. Julie Jo sent me an email on my space. Sweet. Talk about one who got away. Well...I never really was butch enough for her tastes. I should go home and clean the apartamento once and for all.