February 01, 2003 - 7:59 pm
Hello. My name is Taylor and I’m a lazy, lazy butt. Beyond being a lazy, lazy butt I also just managed to ace my final. The Canadian called me this afternoon and suggested we do a last minute cram session. He came over, we opened our books, asked each other a total of five or six questions, determined that we had studied enough and then talked about moving to London.
Yes. The Canadian wants to move to London and he’s dead set on the fact that I’m going with him. Honestly people. He wouldn’t even need to twist my arm a little. He may already be hooked up with a job over there, though. I, on the other hand, would have to hunt like a mother fucker to find a place that has an opening that I could fill. I’d be lying if I said that I haven’t already started looking…. Could you imagine? Could you even imagine? The Canadian and I already talk about it as if it’s definitely happening. We’ve even begun talking to JoAnn Boobies about it. If the three of us lived together it would absolutely ideal. The dynamics would be perfect. The big issue, of course, is the money factor. Do you know how expensive it is to live there? There isn’t any way I could go over there without first knowing that I had a job lined up. Again, it’s just talk right now, but I’m not ruling it out just yet.
I’m not going out tonight. Ha! I say that as if I’ve actually been going out a lot lately. Actually…I kind of have been. Whatever. Point is, I’m staying in tonight. This is what I have in store for myself:
1. Barbecue Chicken Pizza
2. Diet Coke
3. Sex and the City
4. Double Stuff Oreos
5. Russian Lesbians
Re: Numbers 1 & 2
I seem to living off of other people’s take-away lately. My friends come over, order food, and then leave it for me. I haven’t been grocery shopping in approximately ten million days and I’m trying to see if I can hold out for another 2 weeks (that, of course, being when Mother will be arriving).
Re: Number 3
Honestly, people. What would pizza and Diet Coke be without The Ladies?
Re: Number 4
Honestly people. What would The Ladies be without Double Stuff Oreos?
Re: Number 5
I heart my Russian Lesbians. Of course, I’m referring to T.A.T.U.. If you don’t know who they are yet you’re a poor, unfortunate soul. In pain. In need. This one longi—wait. Wrong song. Anyway, you MUST discover them.
I just got off the phone with The Lovely Miss Leanne. I love her to death and don’t talk to her nearly enough. Because I’m a rotten bastard. And I am completely incapable of picking up the phone. Because I’m a rotten bastard.
The other day I was given an assignment. I was to make a banner, not for myself but for this dork. After a few hours of brainstorming I came up with this. As payment for my services I requested that he make a banner for me. After a whole lot of bitching, moaning, and whining he came up with this. Despite the fact that my banner has brought him a far higher click-through rate, I think the banner he made for me is far more adorable. Granted, had I made it myself I would have nixed the line about the nose, but I didn’t make it, now did I?
Six days till.
Ta da
