jimmy

There is some logical thinking going on in Washington. Never mind this debacle the other day. I’m just waiting for a laugh track to the news. More Must See TV!

So it turns out I have 7 vacation days! Who wants a visit of Big Fag-aroony here?

Ugh. I don’t want to be here today. My head feels like it’s going to explode. No I don’t have a headache or anything. I’m just overworked. Having one of my employees out on vacation for two weeks has left me horribly behind in my work. I’m thinking I need a nice vacation soon, but where to?

So today I’ve decided I will not do anything until I clean out the mess that is my desk. And my voicemails. And my emails. It just feels insurmountable. Help!

Fuck li’l GW.

How is it that watermelons are oh so yummy? I just gorged on some and am bloated yet feeling happy. Gee I will need to be pissing tonight.

So I knew this morning I should’ve just stayed home. The returns manager is out so guess who has to fill in? I think I also have to work on property tax issues on some of our leased equipment. Jeez. This just sounds like a fun day.

But that’s ok since I’m going to see Radiohead in September. Ha ha ha!

Design design design. It’s the fashion of things. You have to design your hair once you step out. Actually let me abort this blog and start over.

I feel like a bad fag. I hate the shitty house music I hear all of the time. I love me some good ole indie rock n roll. I would much rather hang out with friends sippin’ on some coffee discussin’ politics books rhetoric aesthetics which band is going to be coming to town and all of that rot. The few gay friends I have here in LA are all about the “oh mary look what that bitch is wearing i so need a blowjob” type of thing (as if a blowjob were an accessory). I’m the anti-gay.

And I hate having bad sex — I would rather not have sex at all. I’ve endured to many bad blowjobs (or lick jobs as they seemed to practice) and drunken premature shrinkage action. And to think. I’m only a homo of the age 24. It’s supposed to be all good.

At least I will be entertained by Radiohead on September 25.

Thanks to evildork, I will be sitting down to the Radiohead experience @ the Hollywood Bowl on 9/25. This will be merely my third sit-down rock concert (the others being Depeche Mode @ SB Bowl and Sonic Youth @ Wilshire Theater) and the most expensive rock concert I have attended. So woo! Actually this will make up for the last time I tried getting tickets to Radiohead @ the Hollywood Bowl back in the Kid A/Amnesiac days and having them sold out just after the guy in front of me purchased tickets. Grrrrrr. Anyhow, all should be atoned for now.

Just a side note. Judicial Watch has been on a mission to get minutes from the meetings Cheney had with Energy Corporations back in March 2001 to develop the administration’s energy policy. Amazingly enough, 6 months before 9-11 and 2 years before the war with Iraq, guess which country’s oilfields were being discussed? Hmph.

I made it back in one piece from SB (one of the few times that has happened). I got down with angwe‘s and athenae‘s bachelor/bachelorette party which was merely a sedate get-together at their place. It was quite fun to see certain people I haven’t seen in years, getting caught up with things and so forth. And I saw my ex-wifey vanillaspice and his adorable boy. Tee hee. Nothing overly eventful. Just some soda, hot dogs and lotsa talk. I’m just glad it got me out the stanky LA heat (which is much worse than the SB version of it).

That’s it.