Confidential to Nate

It was talking... until you killed it.

I just noticed I mispelled Good Omens Goog Omens. It must be a sign.

Josie and the Pussycats is awesome. Seriously.

I propose that we take the capitol tour this Saturday, cause I haven't done it in like a month and a half and D needs to do it before he leaves the city.

Goog Omens by Neil Gaimen and Some Other Dude is also a good read.

Thanks for saying goodbye to me last night at the Slipper Club, Shari and Anni. D had to phone his in from the walk home. D, I guess Shari and Anni are just better people than you are. What do you think about that, chump?

Rachael Leigh Cook isn't as tops as I once thought. There are plenty of actresses I'd way rather interview. I mean really -- I've seen her on talk shows, and she's not the smartest girl (few, however, are). Though Allison Lohman and Scarlett Johannsen may not be as striking as she is, I don't doubt they'd make better interviewees. There are plenty more guys I'd rather talk to than them though. Mack Culkin would be pretty cool and I used to want to talk to Elijah Wood but now I think he's a creepy nerd. When I'm famous they'll all be my buddies anyway.

Speaking of friends, I thought I had made a new friend in this one girl I met here semi-recently, but it turns out she's kinda mean TG I guess. OH WELL.

Hey Holstein you wanna fight or what?

Speaking of smokers, what's with some of them acting like their addiction is some kind of affliction? And by the way, one of those types of fools just saw me writing a text message on my phone, stopped and said (in a smart-ass manner), "you must have a lot of free time up here, don't you?" Did I mention that this was on his way out the door to take another one of his 8 minute cigarette breaks, which by the way come with more hourly reliabliability than anything else. I don't want to hear him complain about how busy he is anymore. What a dick. Just kidding I don't care.

Here's the thing. I used to think there was some sort of unseen attraction between lefties and myself. I'm not talking politics here, I mean persons who are left-handed. One of my best friends from second until eighth grade was left handed. Then another best friend from ninth to present. My first girlfriend was left-handed -- so was my second. I don't remember all the examples anymore, but it drove me crazy at one point. So to top it all off, Rachael Leigh Cook is left handed. Now I don't know how many of you know this, but I was once in a band called star-p. Several years ago we recorded a CD, but the album actually never ended up being released. I wasn't satisfied, and moved to Germany anyway -- but it did end up in the hands of Billy Corgan. My friends and I stayed up all night to meet the Smashing Pumpkins at a sort of signing gig in Minneapolis. During the run to get in line when they first opened the doors to the mall, I kicked a dude in the face by accident. There was blood everywhere -- but I never acknowledged him or it. Anyway I didn't really want to go to this thing, but at the last minute decided that I'd better -- Corgan was my hero afterall. So since we were so close to the front of the line, the first lot of us got to spend a little bit of extra time in there. I decided I'd give him my CD -- which was pretty heavily influenced by the man. I wrapped it in a picture of Rachael that I'd ripped out of a magazine that day, and included a letter asking him to be in my band. The whole thing was supposed to be funny. When I shook his hand, I gave him his present and said, "Hey, I got this for you." He shook it next to his ear and said, "Thanks." A couple of hours later I was back in Rochester, about to take a shower, when I decided to give my CD a listen. So I was in the shower, listening to the first song, when it started skipping. It would play 2 seconds, then skip a second back -- over and over again. Remember and understand that CD burners weren't always what they are now, and shit like this used to to happen all the time on those 1x and 2x burners. It did this for the entire disc. Fuck. This was one from the batch that left-handed Marvin had burned for me -- so was the one I'd given Billy. How embarassing. Anyway for this album I had a plan to have Rachael model for the cover. This plan went further, by the way, as it also promised us to hook up and live happily ever after together. I thought this plan was foolproof, and guess what, there weren't really any more details to it than those I just described. So all that needed to happen was I had to somehow get us to meet. Since she was from Minneapolis, it couldn't be too hard. I wrote a letter asking her to give us a bit of her time for this little project. It was a nice letter, and I assumed that as soon as our eyes met -- my plan would be in the bag. Several weeks after writing this (I don't know if this was before or after the whole BC incident), I received a call from a random girl. It was super mysterious because there was no caller ID and it was so noisy on my end that she hung up before saying much at all. Later while at work (Toys R Us), everytime I heard footsteps behind me, I swore I just KNEW it was Rachael. So of course it was never her, seeing as all of this was beyond impossible by the way. I must have known all along that that girl who'd called me was just one trying to set star-p up to play some festival (had I forgotten that I'd been expecting that call?), and furthermore, I don't know if I was just conveniently ignoring this or what, but I'd never even sent the goddam letter. So anyway, last fall I got an interview with Rachael, then backed out of it -- just to get her back.

Jennifriend, its on. I have at leats 4 pounds of peas left at work and keys. I believe I know how we will spend saturday.

Whoa! I just signed in to say lets go to the 9:30 show!

Happy birthday, Jenny!!

Soup, want to see Battle of Algiers tonight or tomorrow? It for sure goes at 7:00 and 9:30 both nights. Take your pick and then call me. Anyone else want to come? It's at the Orph. Call me.

WHAT? I'm leaving at 5.30. SEE YOU IN THE FRONT ROW, SUCKER.

I can't go to saved cause I must work tonight. Work is for sucks.

Soup, I would be thrilled to see Battle of Algiers. I overheard that it's playing just tonight and Thursday around 7:00 and 9:00 or something, but I can't get the website to work. If it's true, let's go Thursday!

Is The Battle of Algiers still playing at the Orpheum. Does anyone want to go see that with me this week?

Amy, Jason, Lindsay, and I are going for sure. If that's it, then we're fine and can meet at the theatre. BUT there's a possibility that James and Amelia may come, in which case some should ride with Shari and Bekah so that we don't have to bring three cars. OMG I'm smart. Would that be ok with you Sherah? Oh and who's Bekah?

I can't make it. I have to work out.

Ok Shari and gang, here's the plan. The movie starts at 7.30 and it's at Star Cinema in Fitchburg. So we'll have to leave pretty early, especially because they're DEFINITELY going to sell out. Let's meet up at 6.30 before heading out there. Where should we meet at?

Shari, Jenny's probably right. It's probably Earl, but I'll ask him his name today, when he comes in for his vegetarian soup over rice for $2.02 (including his state street discount).

I was thinking more like just between 5.30 and 7.00, but we'll see. Gimme a call later, you can certainly bring the drink over to my house then.

Last night, Amelia and I brought our laundry down to the 'mat on E Johnson and had a drink next door at The Caribou while our clothes got clean. We liked it so much, it just might become a Sunday night routine.

Today a guy forgot his keys on the counter at the cafe and i got to run down the street after him in my apron. It probably looked like he had stolen something, which I got a kick out of. Last week, a similar scene occurred when a coworker of mine ran (in his apron) after our Mexican dish washer, Ariel, because Ariel had played some dirty trick and Kevin wanted to get him back. Anyway, some police officers saw it and started questioning Ariel. After discovering that he actually had $100 in unpaid tickets, they took him to the station until his uncle Fernando (our other dish washer) could bring over some money.

D, we're having a vote on getting air conditioning. Don't miss the ballot by the front door. I'll probably come over and help you/watch you pack, though. When do you want to DoIt?

Shari, I met a boy who plays kickball with you today. I don't know his name but he has black hair and black rimmed glasses and works at Urban Outfitters. Know him?

Soup, you should have come in and joined us! But that makes me wonder how many people who aren't our friends watch us through that huge window at night. Spooooooky.

d - I am going to the grocery store after work. After that I am going to prepare a filling for some samosa/pot sticker type deals as well as some mint chutney for tomorrow (should take me maybe half hour or hour)
Other than that I have no realy plans. Schedule is pretty wide open.

Nate and Soup: What are your schedules this evening?

We need more people!

D - Is there a time set for tonight? I believe I have a little bit of band practice to attend to as well. I can also bring some champeigne of beer, as we have a bunch left over from Friday night.

So I fried some Chicken last night and it may or may not have cooked all the way through. I refregerated it and will cook it some more tonight. Am I playing with fire?
D, I'll probably stop by your house, should I bring a six pack? The answer is yes.
mmm Chicago.

Soup - Chicago. Do it! It's also already 1:30 and I have yet to be able to play Kingdom of Loathing at work today.

D - I will be there to help move/moral support in exchange for one (1) Ticket to Paradise (By The Dashboard Light). Or maybe a soda. Or not.

Echo - There's been some talk of it this evening. A must? Possibly.

Re: Echo. I'm not sure if I'm going tonight. It sort of depends on what my housemates do.

Re: Help this evening. I don't need help really, I just thought it'd be nice to have some company as I put little things in boxes.

And remember, like I always say -- the only thing more beautiful than a beautiful woman is a beautiful pregnant woman.

Dude, I meant to ask you about that. I walked by your place at like 11 last night and saw like 20 blonde children in your living room. I was like, "Shit D, Lindsay and Amelia are raising children of the corn."
What do you need help with tonight? Just curious.
Are you going to the Echo?

Ok friends. My plane ticket, insurance, and classes have all been purchased. I'm waiting for some documentation so I can get on with my visa app. I'm getting a little nervous, because this is all pretty last minute. I'm sure it will be ok though. Tonight after work I'm going back to my old apartment to pack some more things up. I know you all want to help and we have so little time left together, so WHO'S IN? This would also be a good time for you all to return the things you've borrowed! After that I'm going to treat myself to an iPod. I may or may not actually be in town this weekend. It may be my last weekend here. I did nothing in Rochester except help my mom out, cut all my hair off, make all the aforementioned purchases, hang out with my sisters, download music, and watch the new Harry Potter. It was probably the best one yet by the way, but really -- that's not saying too much. Last night I got home after learning that there would be 9 people sleeping in our apartment. Amelia, James (the new roommate), Haley, Haley's brother, Haley's two sisters, Haley's mom, Lindsay, and me. It was a fun little night. I worked 55 hours last week, and that direct deposit I'll be in receipt of in a few days is going to roll skates. Who's going to the Echo tonight? Now listen up. After all that junk I've got something important to tell you. We're going to see Saved! tomorrow evening -- you know, the new Jena Malone, Mandy Moore, Mac Culkin movie. So anyone who wants to go should, and anyone who doesn't want to go has to. Who's in?

I went to a carnival this weekend. I went on a Ferris Wheel, it was a little scarier than I thought it would be. I don't have a fear of death, but I have a fear of dying unhappy. So being a little unhappy lately I thought, "What if I plummeted to my death right now, what a waste." Then I saw the stand next to us that sold deep fried twinkies and thought, "I should probably have one of those just to understand why someone would put themselves through something that sounds so terrible."
After that we went on the Tilt-A-Whirl and I had fun for about 10 seconds until I got really nauseous. Then I started sweating really bad and prayed for the ride to end soon, well not prayed because I don't do that, but tried to will the guy with my mind to stop the ride. It did not. I was nauseous for the rest of the day. I no longer wanted a deep fried twinkie.
Later I went to Shari's party which was unfortunately slowed down by police presence. Still it was a good time.
It's one of those rainy days today that I would normally really enjoy but I'm really just kindof dragging. I think I need roomates when I move. This living alone thing is really great to get to know yourself and really establish an identity of your own. But really, being lost in my own thoughts most of the day is really getting to me. I need other people around to remind myself I'm not the only thing happening in the world.
Who wants to move to London with me?