jimmy

Last night I was busy being a busy body. First to the gym, then heating up some dinner, then washing my bedding, then finishing my stupid podcast. By the time I was all done it was time to go to sleep. Tired.

Thankfully the effect of Friday night’s intoxication left me, so I was able to do things like eating food and shit. I went with evildork to see Shortbus which was an excellent excellent movie. Then I came home and waited forever until my pork chops thawed so I could make dinner. I guess with all that time I should’ve finished my podcast, but I didn’t. Nuts.

I was out of it all day. I started doing some work on my podcast, but just felt exhausted after a while. I just watched tv for most of the afternoon. I finally went over to lotusblossom‘s for dinner hoping to be in some shape to be around company, but nothing doing there. Ugh. So I just went home and went to bed. Quelle exciting.

It never fails that during Halloween I have no desire to go out. But I did eventually make it to z0mb1‘s new place down in Torrance. urbanemonkey and cephyn were there, but the biggest surprise came from seeing monkmunk. I didn’t get out of there until 3. Yikes!

It’s been real hard getting up in the morning to go to the gym, so I’ve been going after work. As I was on the treadmill this guy is using the inclined sit-up machine in front of me. Each time he came up, he would give me the come-on-baby eye. I’m sorry, but I’m on my 20th minute of running on this fucking thing. The last thing on my mind is fucking – I’m trying to focus on breathing. Afterwards I went to movie night where saltysea brought his home-made chili a la pasole and Tampopo which was bizarrely hilarious. Then I had trouble going to sleep. Thank god for Nick at Nite and TV Land (until the fuckheads at Time Warner cable decide to yank those channels out also).

As I was pulling up to my house after work, I saw Laura talking with our landlord. Laura is the lady who lived near us during our Los Feliz days. She’s a half Filipino, half Italian lady in her 60s who is a little crazy but has a nice heart. As new people started streaming into the neighborhood, they looked at her as a crazy old witch. Literally! It’s a shame because she’s just a lonely lady (never married) who wants some company. But what really surprised me about her appearance is that she doesn’t have a car. So she rode the bus and walked up the hill to see us! Well Nesta mostly. Her cat Tricky is Nesta’s sister. Anyhow, it was just nice seeing her, and I hope she visits more often. The only bad part is she likes to dwell on the dead cats, so we were talking about Mambo quite a bit. I had to steer the conversation towards Squee once it got uncomfortable for me.

I went to the gym after work sort of as a punishment for not going the last couple days. It’s really crowded, which made me realize why I like going there at 6 am. Madd was supposed to come over afterwards and I was going to make my pork chop dish, but she had an uncle pop up unannounced. So instead I made my 30 minute jambalaya-type goulash thing which was yummy. And Joan Rivers is one funny bitch.

Thank heavens I had leftovers. I didn’t feel like doing much of anything really. I just watched Monday Night Football, caught up on some correspondence and just lolligagged about like I was up to no good.

It is offical: I have lost $50 because the Raiders won a game. Fuckers. I did some house cleaning, grocery shopping*, gelato eating and some sleeping. Jyes.

*Trader Joes at 5:00pm on Sundays in Silverlake is an absolute zoo! Even the far parking lot is full! Ugh.

I finished my podcast early this week. After more cursing of iTunes (none of the potential solutions worked), I went out with lotusblossom and saltysea for some sushi, some Little Tokyo, some Old Town Pasadena, some home cooked pasta and some rummy. Drugs would have been good.