Five famous girls I'd really like to take on a date.
1.Kirsten Dunst. For real.
2.Fiona Apple, though we would avoid dinner.
3.Liz Phair (circa 1994, I guess, but only so I wouldn't have to talk to her honestly about that new record.)
4.Christina Ricci, who is currently on my TV in her underwear. If we could be on some sort of underwear date, that'd be alright. She seems good at it.
5.Marla Sokoloff.

For some reason, listening to the second Liz Phair album last night in Melissa's car was just a mind blower. I knew that her new shit was disappointing, but GOOD LORD. A girl who goes from whip-smart to T&A and a songwriting team called The Matrix...is just sad. I'm sure it makes The Baby Jesus cry. So, I wrote her a song. It's sweet and makes references to Cheap Trick and other things that are far more a part of her generation than mine.

I even wrote two endings: one where we go out once and she never calls back, and one where I'm single-handedly responsible for the angst and man-hating that happened on her first records, even though I was 11 and 12 when they came out.

My circadian rhythm is shot. I don't even know when to sleep anymore, which is really okay as long as I have badass digital cable with adult swim, noggin and so much to read for classes. But I really need better lights in this room. ANd a dresser.

Cripes, some people are never happy.

I got a sammich real cheap at quiznos today, by using one of those crazy value cards they have. And when I used it, the girl gave me my food and charged me a buck eighteen, then gave me my card back. which is great, but a bad business model.

In closing, Napoleon Dynamite is much funnier now that I've thought about it. And I have stopped worrying really about my money. It's like dropping your keys in a river of molten lava--just forget it, man, because they're gone. So, now I'm cool. Mostly.

It occurs to me, though, that I should get one of them double guitars. That'd be awesome.

Five things I could've bought...
1.New 20GB iPod
2.300 Pack Taiyo Yuden 8X DVD-R 4.7GB Silver Thermal Lacquer Blank Media on Spindle, No Stacking Ring.
3.Three hundred dollars worth of gold.
4.Like nine years worth of subscriptions to The Onion.
5.Six months of this

The good news: my dvd burner appears to be burning movies with little trouble now.
The bad news: my cell phone bill was $300. I don't even know how to tell you how depressing it is. I thought I was pissed, but the truth is, I'm just sad. It's a waste. Such a fucking waste.

I'm actually really not convinced that I used as many daytime minutes as they say I did, so let's see how my battle with US Cellular goes over that. I'll let you know.

It'd all be worse if I thought about stuff I'd really buy. I want some omaha steaks, sure. But I NEED a goddamned frying pan for my apartment. I would REALLY LIKE a manual that'll help me clean my typewriter. Frames for pictures to go in my bedroom. A bookcase. Silverware.

I washed a plastic fork today.

In the interest of not whining, I'm gonna quit now and I'm going to go drop some money at blockbuster. As long as the burner's working, I'm riding that wave. Sure, spending money on videos is a bad idea when I'm so screwed, but hell...a few movies on top of that six months of gourmet entrees really isn't that bad.