Sadness

what am i going to do after tonight, when every television station stops running scary movies? josh loves watching scary movies, even bad ones... i love being able to turn on the t.v. and find something on some station that'll give me a mild case of the willies... spike t.v., amc, sci-fi, fx... all of you have given me so much... carrie, an american werewolf in london, thirteen ghosts, and more... i need more. i must find a way to make this continue all the time. because scary movies rock my shit... hells yeah!

on another note, its about to be november, which is pretty cool. i like november. there's turkey day, which is problematic if you think genocide is a bad thing, but still a nice day to lie around, read, cook, and stuff yourself with the fam. and my cousin a. will be coming to dad's house this year for the day. a. is a pretty much unknown entity to me, so it will be fun to discover who she is. her dad, my dad's brother, died two or three years ago, her mother is a wingnut, and she just finished paying her way through college and getting a job in a nearby state, so we're her foster family for turkey day. should be interesting.

my application to ut is mostly finished... both undergraduate transcripts are in. all three lucky letter-of-recommendation writers have recieved their materials, and i am almost done with my statement of purpose. i have an interview set up with the graduate advisor for the architecture program, and i got the contact info for my as yet unreachable architecture professor from college. sweet. i need to apply to houston also, but i am praying like someone who believes for real (unlike for fake, like me) that i get in at austin. i wanna go to austin. there are crunchy people there. all that recommends houston is a huge ass mall. and lots of gay people. ugh... austin austin austin...

my friends had a halloween party this last saturday. i went dressed as Jay Kay, the beautiful dancing monkey who fronts Jamiroquai, everyone's favorite funk/acid-rock band from australia. yeah... no one knew who the hell i was, but i looked damn good. and i wish i were a little happier, because then maybe i would feel like listening to jamiroquai more often. i like them a lot. but they're often too peppy for me. and i wish i had more sexual vitality at the moment. then i would remember how much i desire Jay and his funky hats and hip dancing. i miss my little shrine to him on my cubicle wall at work... mmm... Jay Kay...

the party itself was pretty good. i of course got far too drunk and fell asleep/passed out at midnight. but other than that, good things. cool people, excellent conversation, shaun of the dead on t.v., postal service on the stereo, all the makings of excellence. my white furry hat was way too hot, but i toughed it out. and c.'s boyfriend f. was sooo nice to me, and said nice things, and made me feel so much better about him and c., and my relation to them, so that was sweet. and that was that. excellent. now i just need to remember that tonight is actually halloween. demon days are on their way...

i love the gorillaz...

scooter libby has been indicted. hah, hah, hah! i'm so happy about it all... dad went to yale with scooter, they were in the same class (though they weren't friends or anything...) so i got the double pleasure of comparing a newsweek photo of scoot with his yearbook photo. yes, he looks exactly the same... and he is now in deep doo doo. in addition, it seems likely that karl rove will also be indicted. which would rock hard. of course, it was nice to see harriet miers go down as well, but now we all have to deal with alito. yuck. but hey, at least democrats are acting all frothy at the mouth right from the start... go for it guys! take 'im down!

this weekend i go to austin for all manner of meetings and interviews. i have ten temporary agencies i want to apply with, four coffee shops, any bookstores i pass by, that interview at the university, and i'll be staying with mr. bui. so lots is happening this week. too much. but hey, whatev... its all cool in the gang. or something.

i should probably check to see if ted wind, my military buddy, is still actually alive. its hard to love a soldier. trust me on this.

there are things i should do, but i have so little patience... and its so friggin' early! i'm not up to it all... i need to make a list of things to do. and play some pokemon on gameboy. yes, i have fallen under the evil spell of that damn game once again. but its a nice break from reading all the time. and besides, i'm never sure what i want to be reading these days. i tried to read some virginia woolfe, but it was hard. i might give up. i want to get the new al franken book, but that's money, though here in texas, its already 30% off the msrp... go figure...

but yes. i should do more things today. like start calling temp agencies, and call my architecture professor. i am a child. the word "poop" is so funny to me right now... why can't i learn to say shit, like an adult? and i'm slowly losing weight. i think. i'm not always sure, but i think i am. and i'm exercising, which is nice. being healthy is cool! or the only path that seems to work for me, anyway... i think i should call a halt to all this and be productive for a little while longer.

so much to do...

sing a little busy song...