Get a Job
Dye my hair (though that may get in the way of Goal No. 1 so maybe not)
The Art of Giving a Blow Job at Babeland on Tuesday (though no one's ever complained)
See Wicked at the Pantages
Worship Bruce Willis and see Live Free or Die Hard on Wednesday
Feist(!) at the Wiltern on Friday Night (i am so getting my lazy ass out the house for that)
The Untitled Groundlings Project at the Groundlings Theatre Saturday Night
See Hamlet at the Hollywood Forever Cemetery on Sunday
Go to the Dodger game Sunday night against the Padres
Do all the stuff I didn't do last week.
Speaking of which here's how I did last week:
Still no job
Haven't learned HTML yet
No LSAT study guide (god I'm worthless)
Kobe has begun to shut up- well he has started talking to the Lakers again
I hung out at a beach in Hermosa, though unfortunately without a mojito and unfortunately before I found...
my cute swim suit :)
Got a bra that fits (36A)
Never made it to Amoeba
Forgot about the John Butler Trio concert
Saw the Dodgers take the series against Toronto, then lose 2 out of 3 to the Devil Rays?! Are you fucking kidding me
I'll go to the Film Festival sometime. Maybe
Winning the U.S. Open- to be continued
Monday, June 25, 2007
Stuff to do this week
Monday, June 18, 2007
I have to say that is how I see Blanket in 25 years time
So i just realized that yesterday was Father's Day. Maybe it is because dad's don't get a lot of credit (I don't recall seeing too many athletes mouth "Hi Dad" on the sidelines) or that people spend less on Father's Day than on Mother's Day and I space on commercials advertising lawnmowers and ties but it totally slipped my mind. (I guess the fact that I see my dad once every six years may play some part in it as well.) But no matter how bad my Dad was/is there are times I'm grateful that he wasn't destructively and publicly crazy and that I didn't have to grow up in the public eye (though it does have some advantages.) I'm sure these kids can't be normal when they grow up, and thats a bit sad. But anyway just to cover my ass if anyone were to say I hate dads or men (since I didn't call my dad-whoops) or whatever here's a video that celebrates fathers and reminds you it could always be worse.
