Month: May 2002

Hey everyone

Wow, I didn’t know I had a fan base. Got some emails asking where my latest entries are. YOU GUYS! How sweet that you think (you think) that you are living vicariously through me when actually I’m living vicariously through Gillian Anderson (yeah, that was random)

Right now, I’m at my friend’s Cyndy’s house. She’s fucking rad. I met her through my godsister and she’s a good one (as them californians would say). I’ve had a busy busy busy week. To recap…

Sunday–

1. went to work (yuck)
2. went home (woah!) tried to clean my room. result? Ultimate failure (I just moved in a new apartment so everything is scattered and my energy busting starbucks job is merciless on my …uh…energy.)
3. Went to my friend Tyler’s house (DUDE, he has a AWESOME place. Overlooking the Pacific Ocean) and played (can you believe this?) Taboo from 5pm to 9pm with ty, cyndy and cyndy’s mother’s friend’s niece (did you get that?)I was 2-1. DAMN YOU HOMIES! DAMN YOU!
4. watched the rest of Caddyshack with Ty. BE THE BALL (niiice) not bad for a movie not bad. Lot of religious inflections that you wouldn’t even notice.

Monday–Memorial Day

1. Went to work (geesh..sorry Chad, stole your geesh expression)
2. Went home and took what FELT like a 3 minute nap.
3. Met with my friend Ramin at work to watch a flick later on (I didn’t want to be a loser on Memorial Day)
4. Saw Dogtown and Z-boys…a pretty cool documentary on skateboarding and zephyr.

Side commentary* Okay, I think I’m pretty friendly and sort of obvious of platonicism but I’m not so sure. I think Ramin might have a thing for me (god forbid if he ever read this entry)…he offered to buy me chocolate and bought my nestle bon bons for me. Wow, I’m such a leeching whore….but I really really wanted those bon bons!! Anyway, at the end of the night he said “I really had a fun time tonight. Maybe we can do it again sometime??” Hmmmm. I saw him at work today and he’s a little more conservative around me. Asked me when my day off was. Consensus anyone? Damn, it’s so hard to be so beautiful, witty, charming, and irresistable (I kid..or do I? Hmmmm. ((Pinky to the mouth)) ) <– that’s a lot of parenthesis

Tuesday–

1. Woke up at 8am for no good reason dude.
2. Went off to Irvine/L.A. to visit my oldest best friend (oldest meaning, she’s the one I’ve known the longest) Jirrah. She was sort of depressed mode so I went there to cheer her up…you know– eat ice cream, go to Huntington Beach, eat McDonald’s chicked nuggets, eat more ice cream, crash on her couch… I hope she is feeling better. We had chocolate covered ice cream goodness gracious!!
3. Went to Tyler’s to use his el computero for my thank you letter to Waldenbooks (still in the process of concocting…dude, I have to find out the manager’s last name!)
4. Went home and talked to currently my bestest friends in the whole world..Kathleen, Chad, and Tyler. Man, those are some good people.

Wednesday

1. Went to work…
2. Kay came over to see my bad hair day (whoo hoo)
3. Went to watch the NON digital Star Wars II (man, that some bad dialogue. “you are tormenting me”) Man, gotta see digital baby. But, I will say this publicly..YODA KICKS ASS!
4. Went to sleep

Thursday

1. Wait a minute! That’s today! So nevermind

Anyway, in a nutshell I’m hoping hoping hoping that I get this job at Waldenbooks. It’s been officially a week. I called them today and they said they haven’t made any decisions yet and they are having a managerial meeting on Monday (he said they’ve been mad busy because of Memorial Day) and to call back on Tuesday… Is that a bad sign or a good sign??????? PLEASE PLEASE DEAR GOD LET ME QUIT STARBUCKS!! (If a god really exists but that’s irrelevant as of now)

Hmm what else? My room and my car is a fucking wreck. No energy to clean up and make myself look pretty. Hopefully I’ll get a desk and Ikea my room soon. You know what I’m saying G? (i haven’t said that in a while)

Film wise: Hmmm. I’m not sure if I can say here but I think we’re going to have some problemos with a “crew” member. We’ll see…oh yes, we will see.

Magic Mountain: I have such a hard on(even if I’m not a guy..who cares?) to go there so badly but OF COURSE starbucks scheduled me to work next weekend. I’m trying to get out of it though.

Money: That crap sucks ass. I’m terrible with it. My friend Chad was implying (?) that maybe I should’ve lived at home so I can have some money in the bank. If only I had the patience to deal with that but I don’t.

My new Apt: That shit is the shit. I love my roommates. I love how we have a million couches in the living room.

My new car: I have to quit smoking dudes.

Promise of a New Day: a couple things I thought about when I was with Jirrah….

Jirrah said that she couldn’t see me married because I love my independence and I couldn’t have myself held back by any guy. Damn, I may not seem like it but I have the American Dream…Get a sex machine/successful/mad intelligent/funny as hell husband… travel with him a bit…get a house…have 2.5 children. (I want one boy and one girl) but alas. Children is a funny subject. I don’t know why I think about it more than I should (uh-oh) but in the future it would be nice to have kids but I’m so fucking lazy, I have a dirty mouth, and hmmm…I’m very impatient. But you know, I have that fantasy where my husband and I are at Disneyland and my older daughter is telling me about her latest crush in junior high and my husband has our son on top of his shoulders waving his glow in the dark necklace around saying how much he thought Matterhorn was the bomb (or whatever). Pathetic huh? and then I think about the diapers, the crying, the big sore boobs (that might not be so bad), and the arguments and I think about how my parents raised me and how I’m afraid I’ll fuck up. Then I think about how my unknown husband (david duchovny? are you still available?) is rolling in the grass with my son telling him that he’s a loser (in a lovingly affectionate way) AND it doesn’t help that I’ve been watching the Cosby Show. That’s the type of bringing up kids I would like to have…Firm yet Fun (man, when I look at that show now, They were STRICT!)

AHHHH! What’s wrong with me? When did I become a maternal wuss?

eh.

anyway, my new goals for the new year:

10. To learn to Jet ski
11. Quit starbucks and get a salary paying job with health benefits that i actually enjoy going to
12. Go to Magic Mountain
13. Go to Vegas.
14. Pay off my American Express card (last credit card to go dudes!)
15. Pay off my debt to Ken Chu
16. Get at least 3 new outfits (i’m terrible with buying clothes)
17. Have sex a guy blindfolded (the guy blindfolded, not me..dude I would totally rock his world)
18. Refuse to get a boyfriend unless further commitment is a possibility (does that make sense? Why get in a relationship unless you think it’s going to last?) I think, that dating is cool but just because we’re dating doesn’t mean the dude will be my boyfriend. I’ve decided that my first boyfriend will probably be my last until then, ONLY DATING
19. If one of the two happens a) I quit Starbucks or b) I get a boyfriend– I WILL QUIT SMOKING.

oh wait, and the usual…to lose 20 pounds.

okay my babies, that’s enough. until next time I go potty…

omoshiroi means interesting peeps.

my life has been very interesting lately.

very interesting.

TOP 10 INTERESTING THINGS THIS WEEK

10. non-speaking friends
11. going to THE COMEDY STORE
12. going to THE COMEDY STORE and having a drunk friend caling you to tell you that “THE BISTRO IS THE BEST!!!”
13. having the same friend call you one hour later, while you are still at THE COMEDY STORE to ask “Hey, did I call you earlier?” (hee hee. To you-know-who, you know I’m just giving you a hard time. It was really really funny dude)
14. Moving your stuff to your new apartment
15. Moving your stuff to your new apartment and having your friend Tyler spill all your old school pictures.
16. Having Tyler punch your precious ribs because of his frustration on various issues.
17. getting interviewed by 3 managers at WALDENBOOKS in the span of 2 days
18. being taught the difference from your guy friends between good porn and bad porn.
19. and from the vague words of No Doubt “…you came in like a breeze, on Sunday Morning. Sure have changed since yesterday, without any warning…” (was it a breeze?) yeah, baby

p.s. how long does it take after an interview to find out if you have a job? I had my second interview yesterday and I was told that I would know by “the end of this week or the beginning of next week”….grrrr. I want that job so BADLY!!!

p.p.s. I want *&%$ the shit out of somebody…. oh well.

my dad keeps waking me up at the break of dawn to ask if he could use my car. that is so annoying. what the hell is that about?

Anyway, our producer meetings are going well I suppose. Our first meeting was strictly business and we didn’t tend to digress. After each meeting we get more and more comfortable with the whole thing and we tend to digress on other topics… of course you know what I’m talking about. What do you get when you have 3 people who are sexually frustrated and don’t really have inhibitions about talking about it? We should just make a movie about that

I saw TRAINING DAY, man that movie is FUCKED UP. Woah. I don’t think it was worthy for Denzel Washington to get a best actor oscar but that is just my opinion.

I wish I could divulge in more about my life but for now a lot of stuff that is going on is not appropriate for this forum for the wrong information could get in the wrong hands and wreak havoc on the world.

Sharon’s top 5 radio songs (I know, it’s terrible)

5. You Don’t Have to Call by Usher
6. Can’t Get You Out of My Head by Kylie Minogue
7. That one song from Michelle branch about saving you
8. Your House by Jimmy Eat World
9. I Need a Girl (Remix) by P. Diddy (Iknow, a P. Diddy song?)

A couple of things happening simulataneously which is exciting and frustrating at the same time. I would rather have it this way then depressed and somber or whatever.

First of all, I’m moving to a new place this week. I’m quite excited about it although I will be unbelievably poor for awhile. I don’t care. I don’t like the feeling or the impression that I should be in check.

Second of all, I have an interview for a new job this Tuesday. Dear God (or alternate higher being) please please give me the power to quit the buck and start anew

Third of all, BOYS. Boys are confusing and fun and exciting and terrible and great. I’m in the throes of confusion right now (throes?) but not a bad confusion– a good one. A revealing one about who I am as a person and what I want in life and what I want from a potential signficant other. Unfortunately the dude I am crushing on at my current job HAS NO SHIFTS WITH ME NEXT WEEK!! Goddamnit. I got to see him yesterday briefly. He told that a girl once told him he looked like Harry Potter! And if you want to know what this guy looks like, he looks like an ethnic Harry Potter at an older age. He has messy disheveled dark hair and big glasses. I figure though if cleaned up, he would have great potential for flossing (I got that term from Tyler…hee hee hee). Smart, handsome but not too handsome and funny. Now if only I can find out how he was in bed.

Sex: Yes, I talk about it a lot. Probably because I’m pretty frustrated with the whole thing. Man, that stuff is addicting and it has a lot of power over me. A lot more than I would want. Especially when you’re in the moment and you know if you got some you would be a happy person — even for a while. I’ve noticed an interesting correlation though. Whenever I have sex, I usually stop smoking. Everytime I’ve been without sex for more than a month or so, I start smoking. i didn’t even start smoking till after the first time. Interesting isn’t it? So the more I smoke,the more sexually frustrated I am. So I figure when i have a serious healthy (read: kinky) relationship, I’m going to quit smoking forever. For me and the other person.

When you think about it sex has power over your friendships, your moods, your outlook on life, your present, your future, your past, and your drama. That’s a lot of power. Although the media tries to make it for physical pleasure, there’s always something else involved whether it be you discovering another facet of yourself or discovering another facet of the person you’re doing.

Anyway, I sort of believe everything happens for a reason and at a particular time. We have the answers, we just need to ask the right questions.

Okay, I’m actually going to get some work done after I take my afternoon midday nap.

May the force be with you (It’s Obi-Wan! He’s holding me back!)

YES, I saw the next Star Wars. I think Lord of the Rings is better but seeing the Matrix Trailer WAS FUCKING RAD!!!

I’ll be a little upbeat and less contemplative next time peeps.

So I wrote this entry yesterday and I poured my heart out and told secrets of the universe and I figured out the meaning of my life and when I went to update it, IT FROZE THE COMPUTER! Oh, you don’t even KNOW how frustrated I am. argh! (I want to bite the mouse)

I’m not even going to attempt to rewrite my piece de la resistance so this useless banter that I am typing will just have to do for you entertainment.

Hey, I’m going to see STAR WARS tonight. I’m going to miss the first 20 minutes though because of the evilness of starbucks. I sweart to god if I don’t leave that job I’m going to pull a tyler durden and blow them all up (hey, could the government get me on this since I am writing this in a public forum? hmmm) but GOD!!! I HATE MY JOB!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Is that enough exclamation marks for you?)

Anyway, my social life is sort of emerging to something that eats my nighttime life. I’m missing my Cosby show reruns. Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

Hey, I’m getting my own apartment (I’m sort of bouncing off the walls right now which would explain my schizophrenic snippets of topics) and this time I’m going to devirginize my damn bed.

Rant of the Day: my virgin bed.

So, in NYC I went to this fucking effort to buy a full size bed so if I were to get busy on it with a significant other (or a reasonable facsimile) we would both have space to do what will. You know a little action on that corner and little action on that corner…diagonal, horizontal and still have space to sleep afterwards. You see when I was in nyc, whenever I would spend the night at somebody’s casa, it was always a twin bed. Not that I’m complaining, because at least I’m getting some but man, talk about squished. and sweaty. and then there’s morning breath and you can’t really sleep on your back. man, but there’s something romantic about it. You’re that desperate to get some that you will compromise your sleeping patterns. YOu know though, I could be awake till 3am doing “stuff” and have to wake up at 6 in the morning and be all bright eyed and bushy tailed. America needs sex not coffee if you want efficient workers.

Anyway, so I bought this full size bed from IKEA for about 300 and I am the only one who has slept on it! AHHH! what the hell?!!! that sucks ass. Fuck that crap. In my new apartment, man my bed is going to be a whore. I have two guy roommmates so hmmmm….

Now goes the plays of seduction. To wake up in my underwear and a tank top and go downstairs innocently after a bunch of drunk guys have crashed and who will they see? A sex goddess goddamnit. Oh, let the games begin. I’m going to have fun with this.

And of course, dear reader, you will share in my adventures.

Hey, did anyone ever see Adventures of the American Rabbit? I loved that cartoon. I miss it. If anyone can find it for my birthday I will love you for life (and give mad head) oops did i say that out loud? (That was for you K)

so I met a guy.

ahh. faith has been restored within me about the opposite sex. sigh Anyway, it’s a dude I met at work. He’s practically the only dude that isn’t gay that works at work with me (we all know where I work so I won’t admit it here). He graduated from UCSD in Economics with a minor in math and philosophy. ahhhh. Smart dude, smart dude. He’s 25 and was trying to get into the internet business but failed. oops. But at least he tried. Now he’s trying to apply to graduate school in Europe for next year.

Anyway, of course education isn’t THAT important (but it is definitely a PLUS) …okay, okay, it’s sort of important. There’s a part of me who wants to philosphize and debate (debate?) about political and social issues. Sort of be able to analyze different aspects of social commentary. Apparently this guy can do that. I was asking him what he did in his spare time and he told me, one of his hobbies is, of course, reading. I asked him what he was reading. I forget the title but it’s a philosophy book. Extra bonus points right there. Asked me what I was reading. Told him. And he showed a spark of interest and jokingly said “we should start a book club. Let’s call it the Sharon and _ book club. (I’m not going to insert his name just yet. I’m a little embarrassed. hee hee. He has a funky name)” and I smiled and said “sure”…sure. only if we’re the only members and we read to each other naked.

hee hee. Sheesh. I’m such a bad girl. But it feels so good to be so bad. (ew.)

Anyway, here’s the 3 biggest things that are attractive to me about him. 1. he has a great sense of humor. VERY VERY IMPORTANT. His sense of humor though, is different than a lot of guys I have dated. Very dry humor. Very deadpan. The last gaggle of guys (gaggle?) I’ve dated have always been animated guys so this is a refreshing breath of air (although, I still like animated guys since I’m pretty animated myself). I would go into more detail what kind of things he would say to me (Sharon, are you in the dishwasher? ..hee hee. That’s a different story) but of course, I don’t want to bore you, especially since most of the people who read these ARE guys.

Which reminds me..on a different topic. Most guys are trustworthy creatures. I might be lucky (I probably am) but most of my guy friends, I can talk and talk their head off about a lot of shit and they won’t say a word. I just want to say THANKS right now. They do the “I don’t know shit” look which is cool. But, and this is only an observation of my experience(s), but when I tell guys stuff, it never gets back to me whereas I tell a girl and half the time the info will get back to me. What’s even more frustrating is that it will get back to me within a couple of weeks, sometimes even a couple of days. sheesh.

So anyway, back to the story at hand. Thank God for this guy. Now work is a LOT more bearable with him around. I actually, god forbid, look forward to going to work when I know we’ll be working together. woah. I am still going to quit though. I told him I was applying to a bookstore and he said “hey, can you get me an application?” so….I’m going to get him one and hopefully (most likely) I’ll be working with him at different job that we both actually like.

Strategy of attack: So now I have to hmmm.. find out if he has a girlfriend. He mentioned his ex-girlfriend today. Ex-girlfriend. That’s what I like to hear (heh, heh, heh. I’m evil, aren’t I?) but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have a CURRENT girlfriend. This is going to be tricky. I can’t use the ol’ “So why would your girlfriend date a loser like you?” or you know something taunting like that because it screams “OBVIOUS!” Boys, for future reference, you need to find a sneakier way to find out if the girl of interest has a girlfriend. I think it’s tacky when a guy says “so, I bet your boyfriend, blah blah blah” I’m like rolling my eyes.

But anyway, to find out and then to do a sneak attack and kill. Of course it would be hard to say no to me because I am a charming and witty woman (HAHAHA… I’m hoping that’s the impression that I’m giving). Actually he is seeing the dominatrix (I AM his superior). The dominatrix and the clumsy goofy girl who always spills the coffee beans (I’ve done a lot…he says “you can drop anything as long as it’s not on my head”.. I said “uh-oh, now that you said that I am subconsciously going to find ways to drop things on your head or to give you….oops.” woah, a little x-rated there sharon. calm down.

Movie Reviews of the Week:

NEW GUY: Watch this movie to see Tony Hawk and skateboards. Interesting, and I mean INTERESTING cameos. A good non-thinking film to watch with buds.

SPIDERMAN: True to the comic book style of storytelling and editing. Tobey Maguire is fucking rad, of course, AND THE ENDING> OH MY GOD> Have I gone through that before. Actually I’m the queen of the thing at the end. of course, I won’t reveal it here, but if you want to know my life story, I am Kirsten Dunst at the end of the movie

and

THE GRADUATE: I can see why this is a classic. Dustin Hoffman’s first movie. Awesome camera angles, weird ass characters going on, Mrs. Robinson…damn. Now that’s a character. Anyway, this movie is awesome awesome awesome. Way ahead of it’s time.

Next time:
Mission Impossible 2
Caddyshack
Uncle Buck.

I have other shindigs to talk about (pb block party, this week’s upcoming party and other events) but I’m tired. don’t worry dear reader, we will meet again.

The other night I went to my friend’s Steve’s house and we ended up (we being, karen, steve, and I) watching some kpbs documentaries. Made me think about being an animal (I love those animal documentaries. They’re mad fascinating)…Think of it.. all you would have to do really is survive. No philosophy, no ethics, no drama, (okay, maybe drama but not retarded high school drama which sickens me but I happen to see a bunch over here)and hmm. what else? lots and lots of sex (not that I would know, since I’m virgin mode. hee hee)

Hey, if you haven’t had sex in a long long time, would your virginity grow back again? I think mine has.

Anyway, I digress.

Top 5 animals I would love to be

5. A seal — you lie around the beach and slap your mate on the ass. nice.
6. A duck — you float, you fly…and nobody will make fun of your weight
7. A tiger — you get to crawl sexily and growl. I think I’m part tiger when candles are lit… hmm….
8. A bonobos monkey — all they do is have sex.
9. A dolphin — lots of sex and free seafood (if you workat Sea World…)
10. A penguin — you find the significant other of your dreams and you mate for life. (yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m a hopeless romantic) and you get to slide down mountains on your belly, lots of seafood, and your man is always wearing a tux..that’s mad sexy.

So I’m doing the whole looking for a full time job thing. It sucks ass. I spent like 2 hours fixing my resume and 2 more hours filling out an application where a resume wasn’t needed. There’s this job I have a total hard on about but I will have to wait…what…2 to 3 weeks? My sanity is on the line here captain! HELLO! I’m thisclose to quitting starbucks and becoming a nomad. (hi john.) A smelly dirty nomad (Hi john, again)

It’s so fucking frustrating to have a bachelor’s degree and still be serving coffee. WHY GOD WHY! What the fuck is the point of having a degree? Degrees are fucking overrated.

oh, my hair shrunk. good reviews so far. It looks really good wet which is amazing to me because my hair never looks good wet yo. but it does. and to have it just above my chin is like, dangerous. I’m almost at “you look fat” territory but it actually slims my face a bit. niiice.

Anyway, san diego is slowly growing on me. I think new york knows it too because I had a dream about being in NY again. I can’t believe I moved out here. I must’ve been on drugs to move out here again. Right now it’s regrettable but I guess later I will recognize the fact that I did it for the right reasons (which is slipping my memory just now).

Boys. Bleah. I actually had a tiny (this tiny) argument about meeting boys with one of my producers. He was saying that meeting guys at clubs are cool. To limit myself to NOT meeting my guys at clubs is setting my standards too high. OOPS. Sorry..didn’t want to meet up with horny drunk guys yo. I mean, there are plenty of places, situations, and work places (heh heh) to meet people. Just the idea to go to a place where the ultimate goal is to get a girlfriend with a shallow stupid conversation is mind-numbing. As Chris Rock would say, “you’re not meeting the [person], you’re meeting their representative. You can’t talk like you talk, you can’t walk like you walk” or as Matthew Perry in FOOLS RUSH IN says “You spend 3 months dating this one person and finding out that they’re another person and you spend another three months meeting this other person. Dating is stupid.” Of course I’m paraphrasing but eh.

Anyway, I’m off to bed and think about how stupid my life seems right now and how I’m stupid to think that it has some sort of meaning amongst the masses.

If you think about it, how will my existence change the course of history? I guess no political/social efficacy. (stupid voters)

Anyway, WHO THE HELL IS READING THIS? GIVE ME SOME COMMENTS YOU BASTARDS!!! (Limp Bizkit inflection)

Kevin Wells rocks the hizouse.

In Canada, EVERYONE gets health insurance. In the Constitution, it says that every citizen gets the chance for the “Pursuit of happiness…” or something like that. How can you do that if you’re always worried about breaking your leg? What kind of life are you living if you’re living it safely? I don’t know. I guess I’m bitter for not having Health Insurance.

Yesterday was a loooong day. A long day but a satisfying one. It was my godsister’s Kathleen’s 23rd birthday (Happy Birthday Kathleen!) and I got to spend the whole day with her from lunch at Todai’s to coffee at The Living Room. I’m so glad she is a part of my life.

Actually, got some sort of work done on my emerging film production. Did some brainstorming. This is it guys, this will prove how much I want this…eh? I’m still though, in limbo about what I really really want in life and how much I’m willing to sacrifice. I haven’t felt a sense of satisfaction for a long long time.

10 Things that give me a complete sense of satisfaction and self worth.

10. After I finish a big project that I have been working on for weeks/months/years (I.e. scrapbooks, videos, stories)
11. The second to the last day of a film shoot.
12. When I have had a film shoot on schedule
13. Having a relaxing chill dinner with my bestest friends.
14. Kissing for the first time
15. Showing a film to people and getting a good reception (this is unbelievable. it’s a drug)
16. Doing something new for the first time and being successful at it
17. Going somewhere new and not having to rush through it
18. Getting something that you didn’t get for a while and being good at it (i.e. a new job)
19. Waking up and everything makes sense to you

I feel like something’s missing. Like a lot of things are missing actually. Hmmm.

The question is…
a. what do I do to find it?
b. How can I start a search when you really don’t know what you’re looking for?
c. What kind of person feels like their missing things from their life? Does that make them less of a person? What is the first step? Why do I have to go through this bizarre weird phase?

I need to read some philosophy.

Event 1: Went to PB Bar and Grill for the first time

So this guy goes up to my one of my best friends, Karen, and says “Is your friend looking for a boyfriend tonight?”

What boggles my mind is how a guy, without even TALKING to you, would say such a thing. It doesn’t make sense. I think that would fall under the “love at first sight” category. I’m not saying that exists, but it probably won’t exist for me.

I have NEVER EVER FELT like I belonged in the club, owned the room, or owned the drunken horny men who are swaggering in it. I’m sure if I attempted it, I might come up with some interesting results.

I think I’m going to have to start lying about what school I go to. This guy I was talking to was like “ooh, I can’t talk to you. Too smart for me.” WHAT? Eh. I’m being a hypocrite. Who wants to talk to a guy who is intimidated by your intelligence? Never mind. I’ll tell people I went to Harvard Law School. Yee-ha…go and kick some asses.

Language Lesson of the Day:

Phrase: Excuse me sir, are you a virgin?

French–Bonsoir, Mosieur. Etes-vous puceau?
Italian– Buona sera, signore. E un vergine?
Spanish– Buenas tardes, senor. Es usted doncel?

Other useful phrases:
Is that a french fry in your pocket or are you happy to see me?
–C’est une pomme frite dans votre poche ou etes-vous heureux a me voir?

Do you know how to clean French dressing from the sheets?
–Savez-vous comment nettoyer la vinaigrette de la literie?

Have I mentioned I am a gymnast?
–Ho menzionato che faccio ginnastica?

Hello. I am having a sexual awakening. And you?
–Hola. Estoy experimentando un despertamiento sexual. Y usted?

Would you like to put your bull in my china shop?
–Quiere usted meter tu toro en mi chinero?

(Resource: The Bad Girl’s Guide to Getting What You Want)

Can I just tell you guys how unbeleivably excited to see SPIDERMAN?!!!

Sharon’s Cd Wish List (for this week)

1. Stevie Wonder’s Greatest Hits
2. NERD (Is that their name? The two guys who are/were The Neptunes. I heard this album was an absolute must-have)
3. The Carpenters Greatest Hits
4. Gorillaz
5. Any 311 album

What’s in my car

1. No Doubt — Rock Steady
2. Jimmy Eat World — Bleed American
3. Madonna — You can Dance
4. New Found Glory (don’t know the name of the album. Burned by Alfred. Thanks Alfred!)
5. Dashboard Confessionals.

Okay, I have to go use the w.c. now.