a fun quiz

jes sent this to me, and you should try it.
it measures how southern a person is.
or maybe how much of a yankee a person is. either way.

go to:

http://www.alphadictionary.com/articles/yankeetest.html

jes (born and raised in a suburb of atlanta) scored about 70% (i think) as did our friend kim (born and raised just outside of new orleans). it said they were southern enough to have pink (instead of red) necks.

i got about 50% southern. just under the mason/dixon line. not bad for twenty-six years in the midwest and only six years in the atl.

our friend sarah, who was born and raised in hattiesburg, mississippi got 90% southern. it asked if she still paid for things with confederate money. hilarious.

if you feel so moved, you can post in the comment section what you got too.

have fun.

tired tuesday

so i have been pretty exhausted all day. i took an hour nap in the middle of the day but i still feel like i could go to sleep for the night right now. i went to the doctor yesterday (dr. patel on 9th street to be exact) and he looked at my ears and throat and said my ears were good but i have a little infection in my throat. so i got a prescription for zithromax and that should clear it up.

i made the mistake of taking it right before i ate dinner last night and lets just say it wrecked my stomach. i take zithromax specifically because other antibiotics make me really sick to my stomach. i took the second dose this morning on an empty stomach and while there were moments where i felt like someone was stabbing my gut with a knife, that was the only side effect.

i have spent a little time on my diss this afternoon which is craziness b/c i have done so little over the last month. this is exciting but i am also worried whether or not i can keep up the momentum. we'll see.

last night jes and i watched this great movie that new york niki (i have decided that the amount of k's in their names is not enough to distinguish them, so from here on out we will have new york niki and atlanta nikki; that should help clear up confusion) gave to jes for us to watch. it is called 'saving face.' for more info, go to: www.sonyclassics.com/savingface/

now this a show about two asian american lesbos in new york and how they fall in love. they are both gorgeous as is the one woman wil's mom. it is very funny and touching and i hope you all put it on your netflix que (how do you spell that). anywho i wish one of these fine ladies would show up on the l word some day. either (or both) would do me just fine.

ok i am going to try and work some more on the diss before i make dinner. jes should be home in a couple of hours.

dj & theo's treatise on the l word

***WARNING... I WILL BE REFERENCING HAPPENINGS ALL THROUGH THE SECOND SEASON. IF YOU DON'T WANT IT SPOILED, DON'T READ THIS UNTIL YOU ARE DONE WATCHING ALL OF BOTH SEASONS***

ok even though i feel exhausted i think in part to the white bumps on my left tonsil, i can not sleep. the problem is that i fell asleep on the couch while jes played video games at about 9:30pm and once i got up around 10pm to go and lay in the bed, i was ruined. so here i sit, on the white couch, watching my new favorite show: the bridge. its this show of old school hip hop songs. tonight is all native tongues. so like right now its tribe called quest "check the rhyme." they played a few de la soul songs and a real old school queen latifah. basically if i could create an old school rap video show these are the EXACT videos i would choose. so i am close to heaven as one with insomnia and perhaps strep throat could be.

ok onto more modern and lesbo things: the l word

let me first introduce my co-commentator, theo, the wonder dog (he belongs to my friend sandy):



he has agreed to contribute commentary on the ladies (and mens) of the l word. so lets get started.

first of all, jes and i have officially watched all of season one and season two of the l word. this means that we are caught up. after every episode, i thought "oh i need to post about this on my blog" but really i am glad that i waited until now, b/c i feel like i have a better understanding of the show overall. i think the most organized way to go about this is to go character by character- alphabetically of course.

1. ALICE


donna: now alice is played by leisha hailey, the only out lesbo on the show. anywho alice bugged at the beginning, but she has grown on me throughout the end of the first season and the beginning of the second season. she got a little nutty there at the end of season two with her possessiveness over dana. i also didn't get why she liked the male lesbo or the other sort of creepy guy she kicked it with, but i do appreciate how she adamantly asserts her bisexuality. it's refreshing to see someone who defies the hetero/homo binary. i also really appreciate her hair and humor.

theo: i would let that lady snuggle with me any day. i bet she would get me a pretty pink sparkly collar.

2. BETTE


donna: now bette is played by jennifer "flashdance" beals. i think she is wicked hot and i appreciate her workaholic-ness. i did not appreciate how much she controlled her relationship with tina (and frankly i am still trying to figure out what she sees in tina, but that is another post). and while her affair with candace the carpenter was wicked hot to watch, no me gusta cheaters. i can also appreciate a dirty martini as much as the next person, but when she went on that whole drink like a fish and fuck like a rabbit thing, i got a little worried. i think she has cooled it by the end of season two. i also can't believe those motherfuckers fired her. i loved it when she told her boss she wanted to murder him and she called that guy she got into an accident with a little troll. i think she may need anger management classes.

theo: i am hoping she will do that dance where she drops water on herself and gets all sexy and wet. if so, i have my raincoat and i am therefore prepared.



3. CARMEN


donna: now carmen is fairly new. i think she is pretty sexy, but really needs a new hair do. i like how she is kind of spunky, sporty and femme, with a little bit of a butch edge. i don't like that she has fake boobs, but what are you going to do, this is los angeles, right? i have no idea why she wasted one minute getting peed on and/or dating jenny when it was so OBVIOUS she was HOT for shane. i like them (shane and carmen) together, they have good chemistry. yes, i know its all fake, but please indulge me.

theo: i like to dance to carmen's sick beats and i appreciate that they are beginning to attempt to represent the racial diversity of the lesbian community in los angeles.

4. DANA


donna: let me say first i have no idea what they are trying to do with dana's hair here. i mean where is her cute ponytail. dana reminds me of my first real gfriend jackie who played basketball at university of illinois except jackie was taller and less anorexic. dana's wishy washiness bugs me, but i really liked her with that chef who was adorable and i like her with alice. i think that tonya was the worst thing ever and i thank babyjesus for melissa rivers (is she a homo?) i was also a bit floored they showed dana in a harness (of course they DID NOT show her in a harness with a strap on), but whatever, baby steps, i guess.

theo: i would chase dana's tennis balls any time of the day. delish.

5. HELENA


donna: now helena is also fairly new and in a word: fucking irritating. oops, that's two words. look i understand the function of helena (she is the thorn in bette's ass and the face between tina's legs) but really does she need to hang around.l i am ready for her to leave. i mean she's pretty and all and has a nice accent, but i want her to go back to new york and ruin some ladies in that town. and what up with the weird pregnant lady fetish. creepy.

theo: she said it: hot but creepy.

6. JENNY (aka "fucknut")


donna: now if you have read previous posts, you know that i don't care for jenny. she was absolutely HORRID in the first season. i mean i had to cover my eyes during 40% of the scenes with her b/c she just made me cringe. i mean the eye makeup, the manatees, and who could forget the carnivale? i felt like she was getting it together in the second season until we find her cutting herself in the bathroom. once i saw that happen though i felt almost...guilty. it was then that it became clear to me that all that shit in the first season and part of the second was ilene chaiken's manifestation of jenny's "crazies." now i have known the crazies, so i don't want to judge jenny for them. i just thought she was an attention seeking drama queen (which i still think she is) but clearly its more about her struggling with some serious shit. now don't worry, i am not going soft and becoming some sort of jennylover. that will never happen. but i do have to say that by the end of season two, i understand jenny a little bit more. and i really appreciated how direct and unflinching she was with that prick mark. even if it was only for like two days.

theo: i think jenny is a certifiable wingnut, but she has some good fashion. jenny, do you want to borrow my coat girl?




7. KIT


donna: really i don't have a lot to say about kit. i like her hair curly more than straight. i appreciate how she supports bette and all the other lesbos that come to the planet and i don't really understand what she wanted from ivan the drag king (but did you see his abs when he was out of drag? hello...)

theo: i like when she said "who dat" in one of the episodes.

8. MARK


donna: so yeah mark is the prick pervert who videotaped the lesbians doing it and has a (not so) secret boy-boy crush on shane. he is now the person i like the least on the show. i think it is ridiculous that they are suggesting he went from completely violating all these ladies to totally understanding how wrong that is. i mean why did he think it was a good idea to take off all his clothes off as a way to "apologize" to jenny, who clearly is a survivor of sexual assault? like helena, i hope he goes away very very soon. i hate him more than jenny. there you have it.

theo: and his new haircut looks dumb.

9. SHANE


donna: now i think shane is way too skinny but ridiculously hot. i think its mostly b/c she reminds me of my girlfriend jodie foster. i think its also partly that i want to be shane as much as i want to be with shane. don't get me wrong, i don't want to be a feelingless womanizer, but i wouldn't mind just oozing sexy like shane does, or looking that cute in a tie. but she really really needs to eat AND i am worrying about her hairdo. as a hair dresser i feel like it should look better. i want her to stay with carmen. i am sure she won't. i also HATE that shane is best friends forever with mark even though he treated her like crap. i find this incredibly frustrating.

theo: and she needs to stop doing the drugs girl, that shit will kill you!


10. TINA


donna: now tina, for the most part, bugs me. i hate how she purses her lips in that way she does. i also think she is way too dramatic. but what i like about her, is how she has grown a backbone over the second season AND that she is super pregnant and still sexually active, that is just something you never really see. did anyone else notice that after she gave birth to the kid they said "her pressure is dropping"? do you think they are going to kill her off? and leave bette with baby angelica (no me gusta that name either). inquiring minds want to know.

theo: i don't care how cute that stupid angelica is, I AM THE BABY



and that concludes our first installment of lword commentary. it is now after 1am and i am still not sleepy. oh the humanity!

a lovely last few days

let me first say that jes and i stayed up until after 1am watching the final episode of the l word second season. i feel now that i can post about my feelings on the show. i hope to complete that post this weekend. before that though, a few words about the last few days.

i have a wonderful wednesday. jes's training got cancelled so we went SHOPPING. she used the gap gift card my sister gave her and got a real deal. she bought two fitted men's button down shirts and still had some money left over. they were on sale AND buy one get the second one half off. i LOVE that! after shopping we went up to higgins' house for dinner. but before dinner we hiked to vermont, i think. just kidding. see, higgs lives near the cloisters and i told her i would love to see the park area around her house. well over an hour later, jes and i were huffing and a pufffing up some trail while higgins was not even phased. the views were gorgeous: rocks, the changing leaves, the water and skyline. even though i was sweating my balls off, it was really nice. after that we stopped to get some coffee at the dunkin donuts (yall its so good!) and then headed back to her place for dinner and conversation. her place is so cute yall. i mean she really has a gift. no matter how big or small her places are, they always look just right. and its weird b/c she usually has the same stuff in each place, but some how it shrinks or expands to fit the place. anywho, it was real relaxing and nice. she walked us to the subway b/c she was going to get herself a nice little manicure for the holiday.

our thanksgiving was chill but nice. we slept late and then went and saw rent. the play is better, but rosario dawson is hot. for real. but she doesn't have the pipes the original mimi had. roger's hair is ridiculous, and i just found out from jes that much of the film was done in san francisco's tenderloin area. this, of course, made me sad. it was also hilarious that in the film they ride the f train (the subway we take to and from the city and jes's school) and it was all graffitied and shitty. for the record yall, that is not how it looks. i mean maybe in 1989 it did, but now the f train is very clean and nice (well i mean as clean as things get in new york). after rent we went and had thanksgiving dinner at cattyshack with my friends julie and liev. they are visiting from columbus, ohio. it was quite a spread there and not too crowded which was nice. we got to chat and eat and then they headed out to hoop it up and we came home. jes had cramps most of the day so we didn't want to push it. i think we watched a few l word episodes then and then went to bed.

we were awoken at about 6am by a large explosion sound. now being from the cold midwest, i figured an electrical station or box had exploded b/c of ice. then i looked outside and it was not really icy or snowing. then i heard fire engines and i thought "hmm wonder what that is all about." i heard two more booms and then the power started to flicker so i jumped up to unplug my computer and told jes to do the same for hers. i heard the ladies upstairs stirring so i thought maybe we should be alarmed. i went outside and they heard me and opened their window and told me that what i heard was manhole covers exploding and hitting the bottoms of cars. i guess it has something to do with salt and the pipes or something. needless to say, there were guys working on it all day and all night AND we had no power for a good part of the day. this meant no lights, no phone, no internet and NO HEAT. jes had a training to attend and i went to workout. by the time i got back and ate a sandwich, the power came back on.

jes and i spent the evening at tea lounge. her working on her outlines for finals and i worked on, yes, its hard to believe, my dissertation. my friend molly read my last chapter and gave me all these great suggestions and edits. so i worked on incorporating those. then when i finished that and my brain hurt from the loud music and chaos at tea lounge, i just played on the internet until jes was done. then we walked across to the co op and did a little shopping. fyi, the coop is wonderful at about 8:30pm on a friday night. not crowded at all. then we caught the bus, came home, made some dinner and watched the remaining lword episodes. i cried like a baby over bette's deal with her dad (trying to not spoil it for yall who are not caught up). i checked with jes to make sure she was crying too, b/c i felt like i was going soft crying at the lword. she agreed the episode was sad, so i continued to cry. i was woken up this morning by larry who was meowing like a crazy cat and then he proceeded to jump on the bed and step on my boobs about 100 times. not fun.

today we study and have brunch with julie and liev. i guess we are going to "tom's diner" in prospect heights. this is the tom's diner that susanna vega sang about oh so long ago. emily is all snuggled up to me and the warmth of the computer. she is such a sweet babygirl.

ok as a break from dissertating this afternoon, i hope to begin my treatise on the lword. stay tuned...

happy birthday to my friend alyson. she has beautiful red hair and she always smells good.

correction...

i can't believe it has gotten to the point where i must break into the blog to correct donna so people don't believe her mumbly jumbly about the L word.
you would think she knew me better than that but does anyone really believe that I am a Jenny lover? I THINK NOT. I made the mistake about emphasizing the hotness that was between marina and jenny and now I am made to pay for all sins of jenny lovers nationwide. While her writing blows, her fashion sucks, and boy do her shoes repulse me she is also CRAZY. ive had my share of crazies so i am DEFINETLY not looking for another round but i am going to state for the record that jenny, in season 2 disk 1, is LESS CRAZY than tina, dana, and wrist slitting marina now. oh and the new roommate mark who is DISGUSTING. we still have 10 episodes to be caught up with everyone else so things may still change. but there is no shame in that statement but i repeat there is NO LOVE for jenny schecter.
jes...

supper club (aka the l word discussion group)

so as the macy's thanksgiving day parade starts to gear up, i have retired to the couch for my next post b/c the kitchen table chairs wreck my back.

on monday night we had our monthly supper club at glennda & kim's house. now what i like about how they do supper club is that they make a bunch of little dishes and so its almost like a buffet. this time they had some ravioli with walnut pesto sauce, another pasta with vodka sauce (which i love), eggplant parmesan with and without the cheese, salt potatoes and biscuits. oh they also had these carrots cooked with brown sugar and maple syrup (delish!) so jes just about wet herself over the salt potatoes. i guess this is a family recipe of glennda's where you boil these certain type of potatoes in REALLY salty water, then when they are soft you smash them (on yer plate) and cover them in melted whipped butter. so let me re-cap: potatoes, salt and butter. i told them if there was some way you could incorporate PBR, i think jes would eat this meal breakfast lunch and dinner. they were really good yall, as was everything. and what is equally exciting was that for dessert we finished off the birthday cupcakes from jes's party. the kids still loved them. i was just glad to get rid of them. i still have this huge fucking bottle of red wine that i can barely look at. its probably going bad so i might just dump it out.

anywho after our divine dinner at supper club we retired to kim and glennda's lovely living room (the largest wall in that room is painted this gorgeous chocolate brown and the pillows are colorful and just the right accent), and talked about L word for HOURS. see they watch it every week (they actually watch it TWICE in a row when it is on) and so they are all caught up. jes and i, on the other hand, have just finished the first season on netflix and then last night watched the first four episodes of season two. our goal is to be completely caught up so we can start watching the new ones with them come january. i think this is an achievable goal. we ALL (except jes) hate Jenny Schecter. i mean really, it's getting unhealthy for me how much i dislike her. though she was sort of manageable in these first four episodes, except of course, her whack ass fashion, but that is neither here nor there.



so we played this game called "kill, fuck, marry" and basically you are given three characters from the L word and you have to say which one you will kill, which one you will fuck and which one you will marry. let me say first that all the rules of this game were not given up front, so that clearly impacted my decision. and, for the record, when we say "kill" we of course mean "get rid of." this is not a game that encourages real violence (though most episodes i do want to shake jenny REALLY HARD). so the first trio was jenny, tim & ivan. i tried to get pics of the three to post here, but i could only get a still of jenny. i chose to kill jenny b/c i hate her, marry ivan (b/c i heart kelly lynch, which is cheating b/c i would not really be with kelly lynch i would be with her nasty "drag king" (?) persona that wears the worst george michael cross earring EVER- but whateva) and then fuck tim b/c i thought it was like fuck him one time and then he goes away. jes chose to FUCK jenny (i mean WHAT?????), kill tim (she has a case in the ass for tim and i am not sure why) and then marry ivan (i think) the whole room erupted in shouting b/c we all came to realize that jes is a jennylover. she explained how she thinks jenny with marina is hot, we reminded her this is JUST JENNY, not jennyandmarina. she backpedalled, she justified and then she admitted it. she thinks jenny is cute. the LOVE OF MY LIFE, jes, thinks jenny the crazy fucknut terrible writer, big eyed, bad fashion jenny is cute.

then the kids tell me that to "fuck" someone in this game means you have sex with them and only them FOREVER. once this was explained to me i rescinded my decision and changed to fucking ivan and marrying tim (my parents would be so proud-not really, they could care less who i marry, but i bet some family member somewhere would be happy i married a man). but i still killed jenny b/c she makes me CRAZY. it was a fun time. ali and jes and kim and glennda all tried to top one another on horrendous triplets to choose from. then we watched the teaser from next season twelve thousand times.

we had to leave early b/c jes had to get home to continue working on her memo. i am not sure when the next supper club is but i am excited b/c it sounds like the kids are serious about going gambling with me some time soon. ooh i can't wait for the rush of roulette.

ok i am going to crawl back into bed with jes and snuggle.
happy turkey day. eat some pie for me.

death is everywhere

yall i am sorry i have been remiss about posting. i had a bit of a spell for part of this week, but i think i am on the upswing.
oh, and happy turkey day. allrighty, i have plenty to report so i am going to go easy on yer eyes and break it up into several small postings rather than one big ass posting. my first topic: death

i begin with a story of a little mousy who was living with three cats of his own. he ran out from under the stove and got spotted and there his fate was sealed. (this should have been read to the tune of brady brunch)

so the other day i was steeping in my pity party on the couch and i saw a shadow on the kitchen floor. it was too small for any of our cats and i then realized it was mouse #2. i, of course, freaked and it ran right back under the stove. my shriek alerted the mouse catcher extraordinaire, mr. horace, and he promptly took his post two feet in front of the stove, staring at the stove. needless to say, there was little activity in the cat/mouse region the rest of the day. this was a good thing for me b/c i was uncertain how i would get the mousie from horace's jaws into a tupperware and out of our house by myself.

now jes turned in her final memo in legal writing on tuesday so our house has been memo (and stress) central. i told her about the mouse, but it quickly got pushed aside by discussions of domicile and unequivical something or another. she turned it in on tuesday morning and all was good in the borough of brooklyn. we went down to bay ridge to get the mirror on her car repaired since i knocked it clear off while moving the car some months ago. nice job on that one donna. anywho after a few hours in bay ridge (we did a little driving tour after the car was done and its an interesting area of town, we plan to go back and have a meal or a drink) we went and picked up jes's friend beth and hit this cute little bar in fort greene called "moe's." now moe's was having a buy one get one free happy hour and since the two lawyers were spent from memoing they need an adult beverage or two. dt just got some grapefruit juice to try and fight off the ache in her left ear and the left side of her throat (its still there, by the way). after moe's we came back to our house to chill before we went and got jes's bday dinner at da vincenzo (courtesy of mama y papa). so as we walked into the house i began to tell beth the aforementioned story of the mouse; she informed me that she too had met with a mouse or two in her apartment. as i opened the door all three cats met us which is a bit unusual. larry always meets us at the door, emily usually does but horace usuallly gives us the finger from the back bedroom. jes made a joke about how the three cats were useless b/c they didn't catch the mousie. we all laughed and i went to wash the filth of new york off my hands. as i came back into the living room/dining room area, i once again shreiked b/c i looked at the area right in front of the front door and saw this:



while jes and i were partaking in grilled cheese and fries at the diner next to the saturn dealer and jes and beth numbed their memo pain with brooklyn lager, the three kittens were hard at work killing mr. mouse about the house. this is why they all met us at the door. they wanted us to see the result of their handy work, i.e., one dead mouse. i screamed some more and then got my composure, and put said mouse into a ziploc and then into a plastic bag and threw him in the trash outside. all the kitties got extra treats that night.

then, this morning as i watched netscape upload i found out about these two tidbits:

1. alias is being cancelled. now jes is still asleep so even SHE doesn't know about it. it's true. this is sidney bristow's last season. oh bother.



that's what happens when you have unprotected sex with ben affleck. you lose your job. this, my friends, is a sad, sad, day. the series will have its finale in may.

2. the other ending/death i wish to report on is the ending of jessica simpson and nick lachey. yes, its true, they are parting ways after just three short years of marriage.



jes and i celebrate our four year anniversary in about a week. hard to believe that we outlasted nick and jessica.
actually, it does sort of make me sad just b/c so much of their identities depended on being a couple. i wish them well in their singlehood. i wonder what fucknut jessica will hook up with next.

ok this concludes my saddest posting of the bunch
RIP mr. mouse, alias the series, and nick and jessica
i tip my 40 to you.

la fiesta de jes

good afternoon sweet readers. i hope i haven't kept you on the edge of your seats with the details from jes's brooklyn birthday party on friday night. i had every intention of filling you in on the happenings and the visual delights yesterday, but two things kept me from doing so:

1. the demon in my brain who was driving an ice pick through my head while also creating queasy waves in my belly, also known as my hangover from too much red wine and not enough food.

2. our internet has been out since saturday morning. i come to you now from the brooklyn law school library.

so after many glasses of water, some generic tylenol and lots of sleep and naps, i now feel able to bring you the deets.

so the real short version of this story is: the party was a success. i think folks had a good time, they liked the food and there was enough room for everyone. the backyard was romantic and sparkly but freezing, the cats weren't too angry being locked up in the bedroom and no one got in a fight, threw up, or left the party crying. to me that spells S-U-C-C-E-S-S

the longer version is this: i spent all day friday shopping, cooking and cleaning. i made black bean salad, guacamole, kim's spinach and ball cheese recipe and these rice crispy treats meet smores things. oh and i also made about twelve million devil's food cake cupcakes. most of them were topless (hell to the yizzah. just kidding) but some had homemade whipped cream with a little cherry goo and cherries from a can (jes loves this stuff. i don't know why). i felt the guacamole was the best thing i made. the cheese balls were too dry, but the kids liked them and the cupcakes went like wildfire. i think folks were intimidated by the mutant crispy smores. i tasted one, it wasn't all that. along with all those goodies we had bobbi's super garlic hummus and some cheese, crackers, veggies and dip. higgins ALMOST ate all the broccoli, but not quite. she called me on saturday morning said it tasted like she had a garlic clove in her mouth (everything was very garlicky-it's good for the heart and keeps the vampires away). here is a photo of me in my SKIRT with a quote from bell hooks about feminism stitched in the bottom. i got it at a ladyfest event. i am also wearing my new teacher boots. notice the lovely spread on the table and all the pictures that jes has hung up. its almost like having our friends and family living in brooklyn with us.



ok so higgins was one of our first party guests. she brought a bag of left over halloween candy for our entry way, her sexy self AND her newly manicured nails. she went crazy brown for jes's bday:



shortly behind her was three of the four members of our sexy supper club. ali went bonkers over the hummus (its her favorite) and glennda and kim were digging the cupcakes. i sent them home with a bunch and i need to bring them some whipped cream for on top. left to right is ali (her real name is nancy), glennda, kim and higgins (she was busting chats with them on the couch).



now they all have real jobs that they worked all day, so these four lovelies left early b/c they were tired. it was just in time for the law student contingent to roll in. first up is beth baltimore and her friend whose name i think is ann. anywho beth has the most beautiful curly hair that i covet AND she MADE jes these bowls out of russian folk tale records in her oven. i mean really, who does that? beth baltimore does. apparently they are flammable, so we need to keep them away from open flames.



below you will find more lawyers. here we have niki, julie, marco and jes. if they are all paying for school with student loans, between the four of them they will be over half a million dollars in debt. nibble on that for a minute.



next we have the upstairs crew. as you might remember this party was for jes AND kristin, our upstairs neighbor. they are both born on november 17th. isn't that weird? so kristin is the blonde holding the glass of wine. i know i was introduced to the rest of the folks but by then i had my tipsy on, so i don't remember any names. one of those ladies is kristin's voice coach, i do remember that.



by the time i got back down to our apartment, jes's friend max had arrived. luckily he was wearing the jacket he got for halloween at the thrift store. he dressed up as a new yorker. good one. all i kept thinking in my head was "america: fuck yeah!"





now this is either a picture of more law students OR a toothpaste commercial- you choose.



now i know it is hard to believe but we do actually have friends that are not law students or graduates of my alma maters. here is christian and his sweetie ashton. christian and jes worked at caribou together in atlanta. he is hilarious and he makes a hella good fruit tart. at one point in the night he and jes did some synchronized dancing but the fucking battery on the camera was acting up so i didn't get a picture of it. oh the wonders of beer and what it can get people to do. anywho, here are two cute boys:



and here is a picture of our newest friends jaime and sandy. i met sandy at IDKE 7 in Winnipeg (of all places). she performs with the transformers. anywho, her and jaime live about five blocks from us and they had a party last night that we attended. it was a hoody party (you had to wear a hoody) which is no problem for jes and i since we wear hoodies 98% of the day. i am slowly falling in love with sandy's dog theo. she sent me a picture of him and i think he and i are going to discuss our dislike for jenny shechter of the l word on this blog soon. stay tuned.



and lastly, but not leastly, we also had a little royalty in the hizzouse. here is a picture of jes, bettina and her sweetie ed. bettina, you may remember, was the FIRST PLACE winner of the annual BLS talent show. she found time in her busy tour schedule to hang with us little people for a minute. jes and i both think her boyfriend ed is darling.



so yeah, the last folks left at around 1 or 1:30 am, and while most of the food was gone, we had about twelve thousand cans/bottles of beer left over. oh and a HUGE bottle of red wine that i have vowed to never drink from. we took 14 cans of bud light over to sandy and jaime's party and now she is trying to pawn some of it back on to us. i was like hell no you drink it. who knows though, with the stress of jes's finals approaching maybe all the beer will get drank? drunk? consumed.

so bottom line jes had a wonderful time at her party. she felt totally loved, she scored some great presents and all of our friends got to meet each other. everybody seemed to like our place and at the end of the night right before the last shift of folks left, we let the cats out and they got some good loving from folks, so that was nice too. i was totally exhausted all day yesterday. i mean i felt extra dumb. but i am feeling better today. i have gotten so much done in the few hours we have been here at the library. and soon i think we get to go to SOHO so i can buy my new jacket. it is on SALE- 25% so i feel that is babyjesus telling me to get it.

later tonight (if our internet works) or tomorrow i will begin my tirade against jenny from the l word. grab a snack before you start it, b/c it will be a doozy for shizzle.

two great links

ok so here are two hilarious places for you to go:

1. http://www.imgag.com/product/full/ap/3067907/graphic1.swf

2. http://www.lisawhelchel.com/journal/index.html

the first is from my brooklyn friend kim who writes erotica (as opposed to atlanta kim the human resources expert of "sarah and kim" or columbus, ohio kim my friend who teaches women's studies, sells real estate and has two boys named rain and finn)

the second link is from my friend sarah (see "sarah and kim" above) she is a fucking GENIUS on the computer. i mean it, you tell her you want to see a picture of sabrina the teenage witch pregnant eating a pickle and gosh darnit, she will find it for you. she also makes a hella good chili.

that second one will be real special for all yall who used to watch the facts of life

and now i go to take a nap before jes gets home and opens her BIRTHDAY presents

yippie

a new goal in my life

good morning all. i am sitting next to jes who is reading about the bernard goetz case. now most of you probably remember that from the news. 1984. angry white man shoots four young black men on the subway because (he says) they were trying to rob them. because one of the guys he shot looked "okay" he went back and shot him again and paralyzed him for life. he became known as the "subway vigilante." i think he only served eight months and that was for having an unregistered concealed weapon.i disucussed this case with niki last week and then with jes this morning and guess what? neither of them knew who bernard goetz was, because, well, THEY ARE TOO YOUNG. yeah that made me feel real good.

anywho i just wanted to report that while i saw no famous people at american transtand, i did have a lovely time with glennda, kim and nancy (aka ali) eating a delicious pre-show dinner and then standing around and listening to the first half of the show. i am certain i have sustained hearing loss from the loudness and when halifah wadiah (i am sure i spelled that wrong) came on and did her shit the bass from the speakers sort of felt like a huge vibrator. speaking of vibrators, kim (the one who writes erotica) won a vibrator. well actually they were throwing them out into the crowd and she caught it. i deflected something, maybe a vibrator, from hitting jes in the face, but caught nothing, except maybe a cold. oh bother. we couldn't rally for the whole thing, so we didn't see the second half. i was wiped out. guess it was from working out b/c my tired ass needs to adjust to being active again. pathetique.

so about my new goal. no, its not to finish my dissertation silly, or to get all my IDKE stuff in order so i can "step aside" as chair, i have created a whole NEW goal that will take up more of my time and keep me from achieving the aforementioned goals. anywho, many of you may know that i religiously read the blog mr. nice guy to be found at: www.bonnehomme.blogspot.com

well this dude makes me pee in my pants almost everyday and i want to MEET him. he posts pics of our neighborhood, well really more of his neighborhood which is more north in park slope (he is money). and he talks about where he lives and places he frequents. he also talks about his babygirl. i have had my eye out for him, but i think i am really going to kick it into high gear now. you know my dad is not just any old cop, he is a detective and my sister was in the FBI for a while so CLEARLY i have investigative skills IN MY BLOOD. what i want to do is to "accidentally" meet him and then become his babysitter and then see what he writes about me on his blog. is that crazy? perhaps, but it will keep me occupied while i am not writing my dissertation and there is nothing good on the food network. stay tuned for updates.

another feature i want to add is the sarah storytelling time. you might remember that my friend sarah was to give us intermittent updates on popular culture gossip. that never came to fruition. this new idea i have comes out of the crazy ass stories she told me while we were in atlanta. i especially like the stories about her friend who has twin nieces. one she calls the devil niece, the other the angel. the devil one is HILARIOUS. cross yer fingers that sarah is looking for something to do to busy herself.

it is just a matter of time...

before i am snorking coke off of kevin spacey's butt cheek, or something like that.

yall i am pretty sure i saw steve buscemi in the cocoa bar. i went in there to get a small piece of delcious chocolate (i went for the chocolate caramel kickback for $1.00). i didn't want to stare, but i am about 85% certain it was him.



if i had the chutzpah, higher blood sugar and i didn't have to get home to shower, i would have told him he was a GENIUS in fargo. fucking genius.

ok i gotta get ready for american transtand this fundraiser for the sylvia rivera law project. i bet there will be all kinds of hotties there.

two more days til jes's 26th bday and i found her first grey hair today when i went to have lunch with her. i pulled it out. now she will grow TWO. yippie. i will be dating a silver fox in no time.

the rest of the weekend

so the reason i don't have any pictures from the weekend is because i am a tool and i forgot to bring the camera with me when we left the house on saturday morning. we spent the morning and afternoon with jes's parents. it was great to see them and they were loving time with their babygirl. we got breakfast at le peep, and i got an egg white and cheese sandwich on a bagel that made me sick the rest of the day. i spent some time in the bathroom and took an hour nap while jes and her folks ate lunch. i tried to eat some soup later on and this proved to be less than prudent. so i settled for water and a little immodium ad the rest of the night. GOOD TIMES.

anywho we got to dawn and gators around 6pm and hung out with them and bailey until we left for los lorros. now we were a bit early so i tried to stall by having to go to the publix to get immodium ad. i mean i really needed it, but i could have gotten it earlier. anywho, we get to los lorros and jes and dawn and i are walking in, jes holding the leftovers from the black forest cake her mom made her. as we are walking in, she sees angie and elin and says "is that angie and elin" and because she is looking at them and not watching where she is walking she trips and the cake goes flying, but she quickly recovers and catches the unscathed cake. it was at this point she starts to catch on that there are a lot more people at los lorros than she had planned on there being. we walked into the back room and there were all her friends. YIPPPIIIEEEE i yelled and everyone laughed and yelled surprise. she had no clue. it was great. there were folks from emory, from caribou, and just from around and they were all thrilled to see jes so close to her bday. everyone ate and drank and was merry. luckily, kim brought her disposable digital camera and she will be sending me pics of the event shortly. i will post them as soon as i get them. jes was showered with gifts and love and that was exactly what i wanted. after the dinner a number of us went on to trackside to play darts. i drank tonic water with lime and tried to stay awake.

sunday morning jes, kim, sarah and i went to breakfast at this cafe in downtown atlanta/the 4th ward. its this cafe where everyone is a volunteer and all the proceeds go to a homeless shelter. i took it easy with some fake sausage and fruit. the server was so nervous and he spilled orange juice on jes. it was sort of funny but i was real glad she wasn't wearing the new brooklyn industries hoody i got her. that would have sucked. the flight back to new york was pretty uneventful. lots of people magazine, letter writing and, in jes's case, soduko- some japanese numbers game she is already hooked on. i tried to help but it took a part of my brain that was not working.

i still feel a bit yucky today, but i feel good b/c i have already done some work work (for my job). i like when i get things in order and crossed off my list of things to do. soon i will head to the dollar store to get some stuff for the community service day the black law students are holding at jes's school. i may also try to hit the YMCA for a little ellipticalling. yesterday i raked up all the leaves and such from the backyard and the rest of the week i will work on cutting back some of the vines and setting up the sparkly white lights. i hope this party turns out well. and i hope my friends like my other friends.

so that is it for now. i have more to write about the new series from netflix we are watching: the L word. i have been slowly crafting a poem entitled "why i hate jenny from the L word" but its not quite done yet. something to look forward to though.

good times in the ATL with very few pictures for now

i am slowly recovering from a few days of eating, drinking and being merry in the ATL. i woke up this morning with a sore throat that can either be connected to the dry heat coming from our radiators overnight OR from the funk that manifested itself via green snot in bailey's nose. either way, i am pumping my body with vitamin c and echinacea all day long. i have a long week of party preparation and such so i can't get sick.

our trip to atlanta was great. i am a bit exhausted from it but i had such a good time i think its worth it. i flew into atlanta on wednesday afternoon and headed to dawn's for a little lunch and chatting before i had to put on my work clothes and head to campus. bailey is growing up so quickly. he has these adorable little curls above his hears and he has like 100 teeth now. not really, but you get my drift. he also sings and babbles which is just delightful. dawn seemed a bit worn out b/c bailey had been up pretty much every hour on the hour not feeling well. after bailey went down for a nap, she and i chatted over peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. it was nice to have a little time to ourselves. i got to my office to find out the system was down and therefore i could not access any of my work files on my computer NOR could i print anything from my computer. i tried to do a little breathing and then made the decision that approval of last meeting's minutes would have to wait until the next meeting. that evening i had dinner with layli, one of my committee members. we were both so exhausted i opted to not talk about my dissertation chapter i had turned into her b/c nothing she would say would actually go into my brain. she seemed very okay with this and we just ate and talked like friends. it was very nice to see her and hear about all that she has going on. she is wicked smart. from there i went back to dawn's and we sat on their new fancy couch from ebay and talked and drank the wine leftover from my meeting. again, this is the kind of stuff i love when i visit. just little secret time to really connect. after that we both totally crashed.

my meetings started at 9am on thursday, so i was up and out pretty early. what was cool is that as i was leaving to go to campus, dawn was putting bailey down for his morning nap so that meant she was able to get a little more sleep. all my stuff on thursday went fine. after my event in the afternoon i got to meet with saralyn, another committee member and she gave me some really valuable feedback on my chapter. like layli, i got to chat some about life with saralyn, which was really great. she is also wicked smart and has all this history of queerness in the south and lesbian feminism just in her brain. i told her someday i want to do a project about dialogues across generations of queer women. we both agreed that must take place AFTER the dissertation is over. amen to that. what was most helpful is that she assured me my work is not a big pile of poo. her input re-energized me and i hope to get to making some of the changes she suggested this week. today i am trying to just get back into the swing of things, get unpacked and organized and start preparing for jes's party on friday.

after saralyn i went to sarah and kim's and hung out. again i got some special alone time with them (and my dog lovergirl ruthie ru ru). we just sat around and shot the shit and it felt like i never moved to brooklyn. gas prices are rising this winter so sarah and kim are trying to build more fires and turn the heat down some. to keep ruthie warm they have incorporated some "woobies" onto her bed. these are really just old terrycloth towels, but she loves them and they keep her warm. here is a picture of ruthie with a woobie cape.



around 9:30pm we went to pick up jes from the airport and headed to el myr for a burrito. jes was on the edge of losing her shit by the time we got to el myr b/c she had tried to get on an earlier flight which then got delayed and once the flight did get going she had not one, not two, but THREE rows of small children in front of her. apparently one of them in front of her spent most of the flight squawking like a bird and once he fell asleep his precious big sister pinched him so he woke up and started to squawk/wail again. my fish burrito was delicious, but jes wasn't feeling hers so much. not enough fish i guess. after that we went to trackside to play darts. i think jes and i won, but i can't really remember. on friday morning jes and i went to ria's with nikki and her gfriend christina. here is a pic of the three of them:



and here is cute one of just jes and nikki:



nikki and christina showed us their cute matching tattoos: pink and purple cupcakes on their bellies. and nikki is in the process of getting madonna tattooed on her left calf. i did not get a picture of it, but it is huge. she said after four and half hours she had to quit. she's pretty hardcore like that. jes and i spent the rest of the afternoon running around town, she studied some while i worked and we also stopped by dawn's to hang out with her and bailey some. originally we were supposed to have dinner with dawn and bailey that evening, but bailey was running a fever so she had to cancel. it actually worked out because then jes was able to get her hair cut and we were able to have dinner with sarah and kim that night b/c we could wait until they were done with work. during our visit with dawn and bails he said "nana." now i am certain he has no idea what that means, or its significance to me, but it darn near made me cry. that evening we ate at taqueria del sol and it was everything that jes had hoped for and more. i enjoyed my fish taco which was less greasy than i remember and the salsa trio filled my belly with love and heat- especially the green tomatillo salsa. it seemed extra spicy. after that we hung out with nikki and christina some and then headed to the Clermont, this old school strip club.

jes had heard that it was closing, so she really really wanted to go. it's really non traditional there in that its only like 3$ to get in and the strippers don't look like manufactured barbie dolls. some are old, some are fat, some are way too skinny and some are tattooed. most, i would argued, are cocaine users, or as jes would say "geeked out on coke." that part made me very sad. eventually we made our way to the circular bar where we had a front row seat for the dancer on top of the bar. i think most of the ladies liked us because we tipped and because we were not looking at them like they were tasty pork chops. our time there was weird for so many reasons, but i was most taken aback by how seldom i see real women naked- i mean aside from me and jes, you know. i have become so accustomed to only seeing thin young women with traditionally attractive bodies that when i see small breasts or thick thighs or cellulite aflapping i am given pause. they were all beautiful in their realness, but i just forget that i almost never see that. the other weird thing, or thing that gave me pause was some of the men's reaction to the four of us saddled up to the bar. none of us were there with men and the male patrons didn't really know what to do with that. there were other non-stripper women, but they were all with at least one man. it felt very disruptive in a good way and i think for some of the dancers, we were a welcome break from the nasty "bend over for me and i will give you this DOLLAR" deal. by the end of the night, i was exhausted and i fell fast asleep in our delicious white bed.

i have to go and move the car back to in front of our apartment. i will write more later.

i don't want to brag yall...

but check this out. i have a bunch to report, but let me begin here. so i was a bit cranky yesterday after i finished volunteering at the co-op office all day so i came home, got more cranky and decided to nap before i headed up to jes's school for a fish burrito and a gay lawyers mixer at floyd's. that's right, homo law students from all over the city descending on a bar that has a gay night *once a month*. thanks floyd's. anywho, we got there and in fact it was mostly brooklyn law school students, but it was still a good time. we played a little bocce ball (though i question the rules niki imparted to us), drank some beer, and i became mesmerized by the classic films playing the screen behind the booth we were sitting in. i chatted with jes, niki and beth baltimore, but i mostly chatted with beth's two friends whose names i forget, but i invited them to jes's party so i will get a chance to learn their names for good. anywho, i was getting tired b/c i am an old lady, so jes and i finished up our bud lights (so classy) and headed out the door. as we were leaving, i looked over at the bar and who is sitting there? Kim, the cute little butchie dyke from America's next top model. She lives in Brooklyn. Now, if you by chance live under a rock and do not know about her, here is a pic:



i saw her and recognized her and motioned to jes to look (b/c jes could be sitting next to parker posey and not realize it. smart as a whip with the lawyer/grad student stuff, clueless when it comes to celebs sitings). anywho jes was like "oh my gosh" when we got outside. i immediately started to call sarah and kim at home and promptly woke sarah up (bad donna bad donna) which made me feel like an a-hole (sorry sarah). anwyho i told her and then demanded that jes call/text everyone in the bar so they knew. but alas, there was no signal in the bar. so since jes's bladder is the size of a peanut we decided to go back in so she could use the toilet and i could let all the lezzie lawyers know that a (famous) one of our own was right there in the bar. also if you don't watch the show, you don't know that kim is the most butch model ever to grace the show and through most of the show she wears polos with the collar popped and lotsa ties. anywho they keep telling her that they "get" her whole "masculine thing" but that she needs to embrace more of her feminine thing, blah blah and one night she just busted out about how she struggles with her gender everyday and that basically (in my words) the gender binary doesn't work for her. now of course i am graduate studentizing what she said but the big thing is that she is masculine and beautiful and on tv and has not let them totally turn her permanently into barbie (she *is* rail thin, but lets pretend that doesn't matter right now). anywho i thought it took spunk to say that on tv, so i was going to thank her. so i walked up to her, pardoned myself for the interruption (she was talking to some woman) and said thank you to her for talking about gender the way she did on national television. she was like "wow, thanks." then she introduced herself as kim (like i didn't know that). i told her i was donna, introduced her to niki (who is probably laying in bed with her right now) and jes. we chatted a bit, she told me that she has caught a lot of flack for saying the stuff she did so its nice to hear positive feedback. i said no problem and let her know that it gave me a little bit of hope. then we left and caught the bus.

this just in: jes has just told me that another one of her friends from bls, andrea who looks like a more butchie ally sheedy and smells divine, played bocce ball at the bar with kim from america's next top model. i mean really how long until i am partying with robert dinero and laurence fishburne? its inevitable yall. don't worry i won't forget you little people.

ok onto less famous but equally as beautiful folks. i got an email from my old college roommate cheryl. she sent me a picture of her wedding. you might remember the pics of her bachelorette party- penis antennae, penis candy, penis squirt guns. anywho, here is a pic of her and her husband orasio:



how lovely is that?

and while we are on the topic of lovely, i had a lovely saturday afternoon with higgins, lisa d. and vicki talking about feminist publishing, eating hot diggity dog (jes joined in for this) and bday cake, and then heading out to cattyshack. it was a really great time. we had dogs and jalapeno poppers and squeeze cheese fries (so good) and higgins really loved her less than lovely peppermint patty cake that i made. i had this recipe that said you could just put the patties on the hot out of the oven cake and they would melt into a frosting. this, my friends, is a bold faced lie. so it turned out kind of ugly. take a look:



despite its appearance, the kids seemed to enjoy it. it was a bit sweet for me. i am going to try and bring the left overs up to higgins at work today if i can get it together soon and start my day. also, here is a pic of the cuties before we went out to the bar. please pay close attention to higgins "boiled wool" coat. my question to you, dear reader, is this: do you know what boiled wool is? b/c i had never heard of it. luckily, neither had lisa d. and she is a genius, so i don't feel that dumb. now vicki had heard of it, she is also a genius, but she is a genius from england and they have that kind of stuff over there. anywho here they are:



damn those are some hot feminists.

okay i am off to atlanta for work tomorrow. it is supposed to be 80 degrees there. i love the atl.

on talent shows and *terrible* french films

while i have continued to do next to nothing on my dissertation,i have been able to stay abreast of my work work and the neverending IDKE committee stuff. though there is still plenty to do on both of those fronts as well. i have also been spending some time at the YMCA. i went and just worked out with jes on monday on the elliptical, did vinyasa yoga on wednesday and it kicked my butt some. its not that i could not do the poses per se, but more like i just lost my strength and stamina from not doing yoga for the last three months. this makes me very mad and disappointed with myself, but i guess that will fade as i build back up. last night we went to do TWO classes: abs and then this class they call Willpower and Grace. But, alas, the schedule they gave us was old and instead we went to pilates. Now i have done pilates once or twice at emory and didn't think it was all that. now mind you that was back when i was at least doing yoga three times a week and then sometimes cardio on other days. yeah, so pilates pretty much kicked our asses. it was all this "core" stuff and my core is a big bowl of banana pudding, so needless to say i laughed at myself through much of the class.

on thursday night i attended what is billed as the biggest party of the year at brooklyn law school. yeah, that is right, the talent show. this is a fundraiser for the public interest group on campus. folks, it was a doozy. first off, the theme was Studio 54 (which for those of you who live under a rock, was a club here in nyc during the disco era. lots of cocaine, feathered hair and tube tops. and you should have seen the girls!) anywho b/c of this theme there was a lot of sequins in the hizzouse.surprisingly, neither jes nor i dressed up. she worked the keg for a good part of the show, so i sat and watched with beth baltimore and her friend julie. so the show started off with this dude who i was *certain* was a professor (he was not) singing a song from none other than "jesus christ superstar." just him in his maroon tshirt and black jeans singing a little show tune. now let me be clear, ole boy had some pipes and some spunk to get up there as a non traditional aged student as the first act and belt out a little ditty about jesus. either way, i looked at jes through most of it (she had not gone up to keg duty yet) b/c i could not look at him b/c i was embarassed. after the jesus song he played a little ditty on the roland electric keyboard and sang along. this was a song he wrote. it was about love.

the rest is sort of a blur. as i was watching i told myself "remember this, because it is blog worthy" and now it is hard to recount it all. but some highlights were: thin woman in prom dress singing some crazy opera in another language- she won third place, lady in blue hair and blue dress singing "i will survive." second place winner was a woman from jes's section who did some belly dancing number. a few of the folks behind me (i won't name any names) said "she has a nice rack." first place went to jes's friend bettina, who i was cheering for. she sang and played keyboard. first she did a bjork song. it was OUTSTANDING. then she did a U2 song. we were all very glad she won. i also got to meet her cute boyfriend, i forget his name. after the talent show festivites, we headed to some brooklyn law school bar with all the kids from the talent show. niki and i ate some goldfish crackers while she drank a beer that tasted a bit like wood. mmmm, wood.

last night after going to do pilates, or what i like to call fuck-i-have-no-core-strength-lates, jes and i stopped at this restaurant/bar called bar minnow. she had had their fish tacos and suggested we get some. we shared an order of those, then got some fries and a nice side salad. for whatever reason i had a hankering for a salad. it has way too many weeds in it, but the balsamic vinagrette wasn't bad. i also had a nice glass of shiraz. after dinner we walked home and watched this FUCKED UP french film. it is called "high tension" or for you francophones "haute tension". ooh she is so bilingual.

now jes apparently heard "good things" about this film. i am not sure which FUCKNUT friend gave her this review but i would like to clock them in the jaw, or maybe hit them in the face with a piece of wood with barbed wire wrapped around it again and again. it was presented to me as a french lesbian film. i thought YEHAW. i LOVE french lesbians (i really don't know any, but i bet i would like them if i did). the movie starts and it seems somewhat promising. there is this ridiculously hot butch girl in it. killer body, ok 1993 lesbo haircut, and cute smile. for whatever reason part of the film is subtitles and part is dubbed in english. we still don't really get why. it is a super gory horror movie with less than impressive special effects.

the premise is that hot butch goes with not so cute straight? femme girl to her parents farm house. they get there late. femme girl says good night to mom, dad and cute little bro and butch goes up to the guest room in the attic. while all sleep except butch who is masturbating, killer man drives up and breaks in and kills the whole family. decaptiates dad, slits mom's throat and shoots little billy in the cornfield. not nice. she ties up femme girls and gags her with some tubing. butch girl tiptoes around the house and avoids killer man and then gets in back of his truck secretly with bound femme girl. they go to a gas station and butch girl runs into the store to ask for help while killer man fills the truck. killer man comes in and, well, kills the gas station guy. blah blah blah, chase, butch girl calls cops from gas station, blah blah and then the cops FINALLY get to the gas station to try and save the girls. when they look at the tape of the gas station store they find that really there is no killerman, it was butch girl all along. not only is she a butch lesbo, she is also a psychopathic killer (i mean isn't that sort of a given?) anywho in the end femme girl gets away from butchkillergirl and butchkillergirl gets put in a funny farm. the film insinuates that the reason butch girl killed all of femme girls familia and the rest of them is b/c of her unrequited love for femme girl. and in case you are wondering, two dudes wrote and directed the film. nice.

ok so i need to get to finishing up our laundry and get to starting some work on the diss. i am sitting here looking HOT in my grey cotton emory shorts, grey northwestern sweatshirt and grey with red and blue striped knee high socks. america's next top model? maybe. higgins, lisa d. and vicki are coming over this afternoon for our very first feminist writing group meeting. then we are going to have dinner and go to bars in brooklyn and then have a sleepover. yippppiiiieee.

my first movie star sighting

today while i was walking around town running errands and i saw my first famous person in brooklyn. out in front of the park slope co-op i saw spike lee's sister joie lee. she has been in a bunch of his movies. for pics of her, go to:

http://images.google.com/images?hl=en&lr=&q=joie%20lee&btnG=Search&sa=N&tab=wi

yeah so i text messaged jes to tell her. it made me feel like i knew a secret or something and i had no one to really tell, so i am telling you now.

jes and i also went to the y tonight. i did vinyasa yoga. it was good and parts of it were pretty hard. it is amazing how much strength and flexibility i have lost in not doing yoga for three months. it makes me very angry at myself actually. but i am thrilled i found a class i like and it is part of my y membership. i am going to try beginners pilates tomorrow. i am pretty sure it will kick my ASS.

ok so i gotta go b/c the new stuff on america's next top model is on. and soon jes will finish reading and make me a rootbeer float.

hell to the yizzah.