jimmy

I have 30 minutes of work left, and I don’t feel like doing anything. So I’m just scouring the blogs that I normally read.

I’m going to see this Mad Mel movie that everyone is talking about. But I’m going to go to the screening wearing my 666 shirt. So there!

It’s Monday, and I can feel it. I have a premonition that it will be a stressful week for me. I don’t know what it is, but…

I have this desire to start a band. I haven’t been in one for a while, so it should be interesting. I’m thinking of something metally and noisy and dancy, probably less Lightning Bolt-y and more Unwound-y/Sonic Youth-y. *shrugs* Alls I need is a drummer and a bassist. Hmmmm. Keyboards probably won’t hurt. Another guitarist probably wouldn’t either.

I got around to the Annie Liebovitz show at the Pacific Design Center with my_bootay. It is sponsored by American Express, so the descriptions accompanying each photo included the person’s American Express card. That made me feel really dirty. Go figure.

However, it was the first time I’ve stepped foot in PDC, and I must say I’m impressed. The PDC is a giant building in the middle of West Hollywood where different designers set up shop in assorted showrooms. Think of a mall for designers. While looking at it from the outside is impressive enough, the interior is just as splendid.

I also saw Monster. Actually I wanted my_bootay to see Dreamers since I didn’t feel prepared to watch something intense. But we settled on Monster which was a great movie. It is just about as intense and disturbing as Requiem for a Dream (although RfaD takes the cake hands down). I can see why Charlize Theron is getting all of this acclaim for the role. She did an excellent job in it.

Um that’s it. The rain is sort of driving me crazy, but I guess I’m crazy to begin with, right?

Oof-ta. I was feeling really bad this morning. A pounding headache in the back of my head and a naseous feeling in my stomach is not a good thing to wake up to. I realized then that I didn’t have much of a dinner last night which was probably the reason why I got as drunk as I did last night. Ugh.

But I did have fun last night. Got to talk to mcgee and diautobot for a few minutes. I really am thinking of having the main activity of my bday be the Coachwhips/Mae Shi show at the Smell. We’ll see what happens. I got Julian, klikitak‘s boyfriend, to drunkenly promise to schlep me around so I can get as drunk as I want. I figure if I can gather gajillions of drunken people at the Smell, that would probably make for a fun evening. Right?

Um, my eyes hurt so I’m going to lie down for a little while. I think I may have the vapors.

Mental note: Must go out and drink more often. This two-drink-then-I’m-more-than-tipsy thing just isn’t cute. No. I really need to handle my alcohol a little better.

Despite that, I had a fun evening celebrating klikitak‘s 26th. One of the things I got her was the CBGB Punx Action Figure (specifically Badd Apple, the one on the left). I swear they are the campiest and cutest things EVER!

Um, the room is spinning, so I’ll just end it here.

The only reason I’m posting is to show off my new icon. Bask in its spookiness! Haha Suckas!!!!

How fucking creepy is this? I guess poor Dicky couldn’t take the traffic anymore. I guess this sort of thing happens fairly often right? On the plus side, the coffin couldn’t have weighed all that much.

I just got back from lunch. I took the occasion to buy klikitak‘s bday present. It is fucking sweet! The only thing I’m worrying about is whether anyone else has bought it for her. If so, then I’m afraid I’ll just have to resort to murder.

I really do need to make new icons for meself.

My boss isn’t in today, so I am free to wreak my personal brand of havoc upon the office: Canned Jimmy Death(tm)!!!!!!!! It’s sort of like the black plague, but much more fun and fabulous. Ok. It’s like the pink plague.

It’s sad how much I use the LA Weekly to validate my tastes. I mean I don’t follow their strict judgement all of the time. Sheesh. If I did that, I probably would have never seen Amelie. [Yes. They gave a scathing review of it back in the day.]

Some of you people know I am hopelessly addicted to this one tv show. Actually, it’s the bottom of the bottom of the barrel: it’s a “reality” show. *shudders* You guessed it! It’s America’s Next Top Model Season 2. I admit it. I already know whom I want to win. Hehehehe.

Um. So tomorrow nite I’m going to klikitak‘s bday thingee with campy Polynesian stuff. Woo! So perhaps Saturday, my_bootay would like to see the Annie Leibovitz show at Pacific Design Center? Huh? Right? Good! So who wants to come along?

That’s it for now. I guess I should get some work done.

[Edit]: Why couldn’t King Chimp be more like his wife? While I know deep down inside she’s against us homos marrying, she is really tactful about it. Although her remarks doesn’t make me happy, it doesn’t get me as pissed of as those of her monkey-child husband.