2004-03-11 | 3:05 p.m.
they might let you say it, but it'd take all day to explain it

Ugh. How embarrassing that I am enough of a sap to give out my phone number like that (I am not even linking it. Although I won't erase it, either. I won't revise my own history). Man. I am not proud of that ridiculous bit of weakness, nor am I proud of the resulting panic. If he calls, I will just deal with it. I have dealt with far worse situations, haven't I? Oh yes I have. And moving on...

On a commercial that just played, the guy said, "You can pick up the telephone" but I was sure he said, "You can pick up the toilet bowl." And I went hysterical laughing. It's not good.

You know The Fan? Of course you know The Fan. A friend of mine and Dollie's who we never see was asking after him, but he couldn't remember his name. "Your friend. What's his -- The Guy? No. What is it? The Legend?" The Legend! Awesome. And so true. Why be Eric when you can be The Legend?

This morning I got a call that this job I might have had an interview for had already made an offer to someone else. Grr. Then I agreed to work at other work on Monday (which I was holding out on because I might have had this interview), then like a half hour later, job I want called and said, "Want to come in on Monday?" So I had a freakout. But then I stopped having a freakout and called back and so by tonight I should have an appointment between Tuesday and Friday. For a job I guess I will never get. But whatever. I am making the effort. I am putting it out there. I am really needing a job and some money. Oh yes.

I really have to stop watching Doggy Fizzle Televizzle, because there are only like six of them and I've already seen them all and I just get sad for no more. But man, when they do Diary, and the guy says "Octember 26" and then runs around with the cardboard standee of Michael Jordan? That is just too good. No one who I show it to seems to really appreciate it like I do. Speaking of funny things and appreciation, I cried a lot watching this week's "Arrested Development." I kept forgetting to watch it, but now with the almighty DVR, I can. Oh man, it was great.

Speaking og funny shows, when did Paul Mooney get so foxy? Let me tell you, I've been looking at him for a long time and it wasn't until he did that movie review segment on Chappelle's Show that he looked that sharp. He's deadly now. I'm just saying.

What a weird horoscope: Vanity and aggression become you for now, but don't get too attached to these questionable virtues.

Also, I've had "Maps" from the Yeah Yeah Yeahs stuck in my head, and you know that I hate them, but I like that song. I'm sorry. It helps that it only has ten words in it. Alright, it's 27, really, but a couple of them are almost the same. The 27 different words in the song are as follows: pack, up, I'm, straight, not, oh, say, wait, they, don't, love, you, like, I, maps, made, off, stray, well, my, kind's, your, kind, I'll, stay, the, same.

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