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


Go Ahead Punk: E-Mail Little Squaw @ squawpunch@hotmail.com

AIM: gimletgurl7 (Remember when she used to be here?)

Sunday, August 08, 2004

Gilly keeps asking me where my new post is. "Where's your new post? It's still Friday up there!"

Talk about pressure. I just used my new keyfob to log into my work mail and I actually used the word hate because if this one particular person pushes me any more I am going to drive to Atlanta and smash her head into her desk. Uhm. Okay that's totally not me talking. And for the record I never use the word hate in reference to people.

Anyway...she needs to learn how to say no because I can't spend all my time typing her long emails which politely state why what she's asking me for is completely absurd.

But on to things that I can speak more directly about.

Today in preparation for our trip I was charging up the digital 8 and lo and behold...New Year's Eve was in there. Oh boy. Now the general rule is that we can't watch the annual New Year's Eve tape until the next year, but I couldn't resist a peek or two.

Apparently someone post 12am left the camera on while it was sitting on the floor. What does that mean? It means that we got a lovely view of the fireplace and an audio track of the four of us getting progressively drunker/punchier and way more sneaky during our UNO game.

Why does my voice get so high and stupid when I am near a camera? I need to work on my husky camera voice. I sound SOOOO stupid.

And I totally forgot about finding Gilly laying on his back in the hall outside the kitchen. If you knew Gilly you'd know that it was totally out of character and entirely too hilarious to revisit on film. I can't wait to watch the whole thing this New Year's Eve.

S'well.

I bought the Ashlee Simpson album. YUP. BOUGHT. It's a very good album. The producer did an amazing job. It's sad when you think how poorly prepared she is to perform live. The comparison between the two experiences has got to be painful. I remember being at a Fountains of Wayne show this summer when they had announced, "Yeah we just opened for Ashlee Simpson...that was horrible!" That would be Chris talking of course.

The album is GREAT though. And if you want to be objective, she's exactly what a 19 year old younger sibling of a b list pop star should be. I wish her the best of luck.

Part of our shopping involved Gilly sneaker hunting and I am happy to say that Gilly has been converted. He now has a pair or retroish Vans AND a pair of Sketchers.

I told him now he and G-Love can go shopping at the Van outlet together.

I also have a pair of pink and grey Vans (to replace my pink and blue ones) AND I got the cutest pair of silver and shiny blue Nikey cross country sneakers (free as a result of some old gift cards)...the toes curl up a bit so Gilly's calling them elf shoes.

Last but not least when we were buying the CD I saw the creepiest cardboard cut out of Uma Thurman standing next to a "Kill Bill" display. Why was it creepy? Because she was about five feet tall. That's shorter than me and everyone knows that she's at least six feet tall. Why the hell would they do that? Is it an an attempt to prevent short men from feeling, well...short?

She's much more attractive because of her height if you ask me making her look like one of us wee folk just makes her seem common.

Oh yes...when Gert and I saw Fountains of Wayne in Philly, some guy stopped me and started asking me questions about the set list. Apparently I had looked like I was in the know and well he had no clue what the titles of most of their songs were. I got into a conversation with him and apparently he was working on a review for a Delaware newspaper. I finally got around for searching for it. To be honest, it's not very good and his intro made it very much about him (never a good sign). He should have mentioned the super cute girls he got the info from. Then it totally would have rocked. :)

http://www.delawareonline.com/spark/2004/07/21wheresstacysmom.html

posted by JustKeepMum on 11:30 PM