8.26.02 – these things happen to me

me: “i have to buy some bleach because i washed my red tank top with my whites and now everything’s pink.”

andy: “really? i thought that sort of thing only happened to people in sit-coms.”

me: “what, and you always sort your laundy by color?”

andy: “of course. you don’t?”

foiled by blockbuster again: we rented donnie darko last night, and when we got home discovered that the tape had been swapped with corky romano. we tried to watch tv, but i have the 3-channel-All-Star-Trek-All-The-Time tv package, so we were forced to watch corky romano. and it is an awful, awful movie. almost awful enough to be funny again, but not quite.

i move to boston in four days, so i’m a little frazzeled right now. posts will likely pick up with much greater regularity as soon as i isolate myself in a city where i have no friends. until then, it’s packing and bowling parties and sushi and theatre and getting my nose pierced with hannah. if i don’t chicken out.