hYPERchondriac

yea i suck, i feel like utter dogpoop, yet my doctor looks at me, almost like borat, mocking-like, and says, "it's a cold." and is thinking "you dumb shit!" but it burrrrns in my chest and i cannot be sick for friday night's ECHO STATION SHOW @ studio B in brooklyn. as they say in the hood...NO SLEEP TIL...you get my drift. so alas i have been prescribed some cough syrup like a dork, and hopefully will be feeling like having fun on friday night :)
did i tell you my leather pants are cute? but in hindsite, i'm feeling a wee bit 80s... which i love, don't get me wrong. and its not like i'm going to be wearing a shirt with the shoulders cut out (remember those? from the early 90s? well, i sure do, as my parents bought me one for xmas, and then forBADE me to wear it! mixxed messages, anyone?)
i spent my day watching funny borat things all around the universe...some special on comedy central, and then the tivo'd borat on snl (which i nicely included in this here blog for you) and then letterman...so i cannot wait to see the movie on saturday! it comes out friday, but you remember, the e/s show...
speaking of which! i think i may be getting my interview soon...the boys have been working diligently, practicing their lucky jean encased butt's off, but i'm hoping they'll be getting back to me by friday...and it will entertain the bejesus out of you i am sure!
halloween was niiiiiiice...altho i felt poopy all day...i didn't dress up but i wore my orange trick or treat socks and a festive scarf. how lame was that? "festive" it was also a bit "jaunty". juliet had a blast...of course. it is wonderful having her to take around and get candy. i remember how depressing halloween was getting... halloween was always our favorite holiday and we'd even take the next day off (citing religious reasons. hahahahahhahaha. seriously. my math teacher was like, are you joking? and i said, kind of. but anyway.)and we'd always watch rocky horror and once we TRIED to be naughty (we, i'm talking about my sister amie and my best friend christina)and took like, 2 eggs in our pillowcases, and i don't know what we were planning on doing w/them since we were w/my little sisters, and a bunch of other neighborhood kids, and parents and stuff, but alas, they cracked in our bags. we were like "DOH" just like homer simpson would be. then we yelled at other hoodlums who were smashing pumpkins all over the street. speaking of smashing pumpkins, did i mention that JAMES IHA might be there friday night?