New Year's Eve and it's hard to believe
another zodiac has gone around.

While you drank yourself high on hoping
and watched the ceiling spin from the ground.

Counting down from ten it's time
to make your annual prayer.

Secret santa in the sky
when will I get my share?

Then you tell yourself
what you want to hear.

Cause you have to believe.

This will be my year.

This will be my year...Semisonic


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Friday, March 05, 2004

Okay, this is going to be a little PG 13...so cover your eyes if you must. This morning at around 3 or 4am I was awaken by Gilly and him saying, "Rough nipples grumble grumble grumble rough nipples." I tried to interrogate him because when he talks in his sleep he always likes to know what he said. But I soon grew weary (he tends to get irritated and snap at me if I ask him too much)...

I told him about it his morning before I left @ 6:45am. When I mentioned it later this evening, he totally forgot that I had even told him this morning. He finds his ramblings very amusing. He thinks that he must have one heck of a secret life in those dreams. Isn't he cute?

Took the new assistant around today when I had to drop off some art/copy...had a rousing discussion with Kitchen Boy regarding shrinking as you get old. And then told everyone about Gilly getting mad at me last night when I didn't know what he was talking about when he asked me my opinion on the "shrinking Giambi." Apparently Jason Giambi is significantly smaller than he's ever been and the theory is that he's off the roids as a result of being sited in the BALCO Labs court case. Scared straight or something. The NYC press has taken to calling him the "Shrinking Giambi." Apparently I was supposed to know this. I am not busy or anything. I mean I'm so busy that I am not even up on the important things like, who J-Lo is dating or the color of Britney's gloss. How am I supposed to know about Giambi?

So Gilly was appalled at my ingnorance in sports and then he tells me, "Did you know that there's a second part to Kill Bill? Reg (one of his British co-workers) told me." DUH! Of course I knew that. That's like real news right? My turn to poke fun.

When I told Kitchen Boy this story he laughed and said, "That's why you're together. You compliment each other."

To which I replied, "I agree. We're like Ying and Yang."

I could never be involved with a man who shared too many of my interests. I'd get too bored. That's why I have friends that I can talk to. We don't have to live, sleep and eat together every second of the day. Every boy that I was ever involved with who like the same music, read the same books or watched the same musics...well it all got very complicated when I knew something that they didn't. Gill and I don't have that problem because we both have our strengths. Plus it means we are constantly learning from each other.

I hate walking people around 'cause sometimes I forget what some peoples names are and that can get awkward. I mean my tour involves over 20 people and at least five different departments. UGH.

Loki, like what's your name again?

I love going a visiting...gives me time to catch up. Plus I got to visit the "Jason Lee" photo again. The owner said, "Yes, that's my ex boyfriend we broke up when he realized that I was too good for him and then he went to Hollywood to become a star."

The photo was taken at the Playboy Mansion. What was a good Scientologist like him, doing there?

I also saw the guy who suspected that I was on Drudge...he's SO ODD!

I am going to do something productive now. Like eat a coconut cluster or something.
posted by JustKeepMum on 10:32 PM