markjwilder | Nov. 6th, 2003

My work friend let me borrow his copy of The White Stripes' album Elephant. This is a good fucking album.

Not to dis my good friend mr_cynical (thanks for the call, by the way!), but Nextel phones have upped the annoyingness of cell phone usage. It's not enough that we have people walking around yelling into their phone, but now we have to hear the much-too-loud garbled other side of the conversation interspersed with beeps. I propose a new phone company that takes the Nextel phones to their next logical step: a phone that plays Sussudio by Phil Collins at full blast whenever you're not talking on it. Because cell phones aren't annoying enough. That's my point.

Tributosaurus as Paul Simon last night was very good. They pretended like they're going to be Hall and Oates next month, and we thought of how sad nymysys would be that she wouldn't see it. But it turns out that they were lying. But Tonya will still be sad, because next month Tributosaurus will be Elvis Costello. I'm not a big fan of Mr. Costello because I find his voice grating, but I think I could do it if Matt Spiegel were singing, which he will be. So, um, yay I guess.

The best part about these Chicago get-togethers is that I'm usually the only man. Last night it was me and four hotties: stacis, magdalene1, postmoderngirl, and bristlesage.

I have a SEVERE belly fetish right now. Nancy and Kyla let me touch theirs last night. They shouldn't do that. I wanted to nibble them. I still do. Elf needs woman, badly.

MOVIE NIGHT tonight at the stately Hemlock Manor. Stark Raving Mad is the flick of the day (along with Hate* (*a comedy)). I know the director. He's cute. As far as the coming over to my place: those who bitch about how messy and unorganized and cluttered it is will be shown the front door. And, yes, there is still paint in the bathtub. Fuck you, I was moving.