September 7th, 2007

I actually squealed when I saw this

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Farewell, Pavarotti. I'd sing an aria for you, but it would make the angels' ears bleed. Plus, I'd probably have to be drunk to hit those notes anyway.

Last night, I went to pick up Rose from work, and we went to Mad Mex. We ate outside, and at one point, some douchebag sped by, and his lack of muffler broke the peaceful lull of crickets and conversation with a tremendous "VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" After we and the rest of the diners stopped glaring at the parking lot and shaking our heads, Rose announced loudly, "How small do you think his penis is?" All heads turned to our table, and that set off a roar of laughter from everyone that lasted several minutes (I couldn't breathe, I was howling so hard). Oh, the hilarity.

In other random amusingness, this was my train of thought while driving home from work yesterday:
"La la la, almost there, right turn signal, hey hey you you I don't like your girlfriend! Oh, there's someone walking away from the bus stop. Wait a minute, is that Ben? ...Oh, wait, no, it's not. And that was a woman. Heh... I mistook a woman for Ben."

(Sorry, Ben. It was the hair, I swear it!)
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Cyclor - cannibal lord of the pumpkins!

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Every few days, I crave Indian food. Right now, it's a particularly strong craving for samosas, paneer pakora, and bhindi masala, and I want to go to Zaiaka again. I hope Rose is up for Indian food tonight, even though we ate at a restaurant last night. My stomach is having a MUST HAVE INDIAN FOOD NOW RARRRRRR moment. It's all I can think about. And then, of course, once I do get what I want and sink my teeth into spicy deliciousness, I'll have my "When Harry Met Sally" and/or "What About Bob?" moment, and everyone in the restaurant will once again stare at our table, but this time at me moaning in culinary pleasure. Or something. I just want Indian food now, dammit! (Janet! I love youuuu!) And Rose will probably murder me in my sleep if I declare a state of hunger-induced emergency and get Indian food without her.

Yeah, I know. "Get help."
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I'm a dorkety dork dork

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My cravings are resolved, and my belly is happy. My bowling has also improved, despite the little "incident" at the end of my last game. I aimed the ball towards the one remaining pin and rolled it. It spun slowly down the lane, then started to wobble a bit and then finally just stopped. It sat there, most of the way down the lane, not doing anything. I tried to knock it out of the way with another ball but guttered that one. So some guy went down and picked up the ball for me. It was hilarious at the time. Almost as hilarious as that video of Derek throwing the ball way up in the air and it coming down halfway down the lane, but not quite. I bowled a 94 though, a new personal best.
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