I waited ’til well past two, and woke Brett up again. He didn’t want to do anything. I said, “Would you like to do something fun, or are you too tired?” He grumbled, “I’m pretty happy where I am.”
So I went to Ottumwa by myself.
I went to Taco Bell, Target, and The Brothers Grimm.
Allow me to explain my behavior:
- My mom used to sneak me to Taco Bell when I was little. My dad hated the place, but she and I loved their enchiritoes, and we’d go there as a secret treat. Due to this, I’ve always loved Taco Bell in spite of itself.
- I’ve been dressing in a certain quasi-hippie/urban style since I was 17. Suddenly, it’s in. I am loathe to announce that I wanted 80% of the clothes on the racks at Target today. This makes me feel both vindicated and a little queasy. I was too freaked out to buy anything.
- I loved the movie. Loved it. But then, I’m a Gilliam fan and Brazil is one of my all-time favorite movies ever. Jonathan Pryce was in it, and I adore him.
I sat next to Rosie at the movie, because she was there and invited me to.
After the movie, I drove to Fairfield and spent three hours at the bar with Hattie and Corby. This is a phone pic I snapped of me and AmmZon:
Aren’t we so cute?
Corby and I discussed drunkard’s remorse; the PC-ification of language and how much it sucks; the implications of nano; fairly recent developments in A.I.; and a bunch of other important stuff. Corby said “Orwellian” several times. Let it be known that Corby rawks.
I got home at a quarter after ten, and Brett was asleep on the couch in front of the television.
Looks like you had a great time! You guys look so fun there in the photo. And please make sure to poke him or something to verify he is still alive. I mean how can a guy sleep for that long? wow. Happy Sunday!
“Orwellian” several times?
Psh. Harping on one word gets to me so bad. You have no idea.
I just want to say – I agree. With all of it. Pretty sure you & I are cut from the same cloth (but you’re a better writer, of course!) Gilliam is awesome, and I can’t wait to see Grimm! I am infinitely jealous that you are hanging out with Corby, the man my boyfriend calls my “other boyfriend”. And, well, fairly envious of you in general…
*hugging 80*
*hugging you back!*
too bad all your fans are gay… we could charge for this shit!!
They’re not *all* gay… the straight boys show up, they just don’t post much. 😉
Hell Mush… just hop your ass in that damn jeep and stay with me a night. I’ll make ya some good vegetarian cuisine and won’t even make you scratch my back. I may, however, require you to get somewhat inebriated and repeat several times in a monotone “Cooter is gawdess, Cooter is gawdess…” and then give me a pedicure.
The eating, the chanting, the drinking: okay. I don’t even give myself pedicures, though. 😆
Rats… me either. Guess I’ll have to pay somebody to do it.