Pages and pages of naked guys...


06-30-03

~more words than I had ever heard and I feel so alive...~

So I just got finished updating my quicktime program just so I could watch this interview/concert footage of Jason Mraz on realmagictv dot com. Sometimes I wonder if I really am a groupie after all. Ben said I was on IM last night. I don't exactly know the definition of a "groupie". So I guess I can't say for sure. But I was always under the impression that groupies are the type of people who will throw themselves at a celebrity because they don't necessarily appreciate them for anything other than their appearance. So with my definition, I would not be considered a groupie. Not that there's anything wrong with it, some musicians wouldn't get laid without them. I do appreciate Mraz for his talent though. He's extremely talented. Others will back up that statement. Laurie even said he has a beautiful voice. But he's also quite funny and humble in many senses of the word. Don't get me wrong here, he's definately good looking, (that's a requirement for his profession) but when I met him, I wasn't anywhere close to taking off my clothes. Why did I really watch that interview anyways? Well, the live footage from his birthday show in Hartford, CT of course. He played the Webster (a venue that was promoted a lot on the rock station that I listened to out there...and Tim talked about it quite a bit.) So I was curious. Plus I wanted to see what all this "magic" talk on the message board was about. Apparently, the guy who interviewed him Jonathon something or other is a magician. But the video was hilarious. I'm sure that was the point. Entertainment is obviously the career field of perfection for these people.

~oh the things that you say and do, the way that you groove to the music.~

So because of my letter writing last night, I didn't go to bed until somewhere around 4am. Which would have been okay if I hadn't turned on the tv and found that Pretty In Pink was on. I ended up watching that until the birds started to chirp and the sun creeped through my window. It's a great movie. HELLO! Duckie...oh ya, the scene where he dances around the music shop is priceless. I hadn't seen that movie in such a long time, so it was extra good. But then I slept until sometime this afternoon when Laurie called me. Half asleep through that conversation...when she hung up, I rolled over and fell right back into dreamland. Didn't really get up until 2:30. Forgot to call her back until 3ish. She had to repeat everything she said before because I didn't remember a lick of the conversation. Note to those who call me and discover they've interrupted my sleep cycle: call back later because I mistake the call for a dream. Needless to say, when I woke up, I found that mom was also napping the afternoon away...so I never really got to job hunting today. I looked up the classifieds and posted a copy of my resume on monsterjobs though. Does that count?

~I wonder which one of us is gonna state the obvious. I wonder if you already know that I gotta let you go.~

What else did I do today? I robbed the hellbeast's ashtray for some quarters so I could get a decent lunch and cigarettes. Not that a coney dog and nachos make up a decent meal. It's better than popcorn though. I read a magazine. The first subtitle was "Pages and pages of naked guys for no good reason". How could I not open it up and take a peek? I should sue for false advertisement though. There were only 6 pages of 3 different "naked" guys and 2 of them were horribly foul. None of them were really naked. One guy is sitting down with a well placed article of clothing covering his bits and pieces. Unfortunately, I got a nice view of his freakin' bush. That's so unattractive. One of the other guys photos were all from the waste up...he was shirtless. But in no way does that permit the use of the word "naked". Both of those guys were totally disgusting anyway. The one good looking guy has a shot of his bare ass. Which...just doesn't do it for me. I saw plenty of asses in person the other night at TJ's. Asses just...no. The only decent picture is one of the ass guy from the waste up. Cause it's not his body that's really the attractive part. He's got pretty long hair...and handsome brooding eyes. I'm not all about nakedness...I guess the subtitle just caught my attention. I did read an interesting article though. Females guide to one-night stands. It's all about the "safe" ways to carry on acts of promiscuity. Personally, I'm not a fine connoisseur of those arts. I don't partake in such activities. And I think it's pretty unintelligent to promote these things. Considering the palette of diseases that have been spreading around over the years. It seems a bit disgusting to me. But I read it. My verdict: though entertaining, I think this magazine is trying to appeal to a limited demographic of sexual predators. So ya, another amazing well spent day. I think I'm gonna go shoot some hoops in the muddy driveway. Sounds like fun.

~Love is a brittle madness. Sing about it and know my sadness. Not falsified to say that I found God. So inevitably well it still exists. So pale and fine I can't dismiss and I won't resist it. And if I die well at least I tried.~

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