happy birthday to fellow office drone, jenny miller! today, hk provides quite the appropriate link, considering the occasion. now, go laugh your ass off. things are so fucking gay.
so, last night, i heeded rajandgreg's movie advice and rented that teenyboppery movie, rules of attraction. ok, first of all, that was not a teenyboppery movie. sure, that guy from that show on the wb is in it, but he's sick and twisted. the whole movie is twisted and depressing. i loved it. was it really meant for teenyboppers? anyway, all i really wanted to say was, "how cute was that dick guy?" i never notice performances, and i never notice cute people (in movies, anyway), but this guy was brilliant. and beautiful. i don't know what he's like in real life, but if he's like that, i will hunt him down and make him mine.
also, some guy i've never seen before just peered over the wall of my cube and asked me a question. since i had a mouthful of masticated lettuce, i just nodded "yes", politely. he then asked me another similar question; i responded again with a nod and with a raised eyebrow to indicate, politely, that the redundancy of his question was, well, stupid. he responded by turning to another girl and asking her the very same questions, as if my answers weren't good enough (her answers were the same, but he seemed quite pleased with hers). i can only assume that he either has issues about trusting people, thinks i'm a mute fob, or is blind (tho his eyes did seem fixated on the other girls' rack). really, i wasn't scarred by that etiquette lady in charlotte.
and tomorrow? wish me luck? i'm heading to atlanta? for weddings and stuff? (ok, i'll stop) weddings 1c, 1d, and 1e (out of 3e for the month of march) are this weekend. i'm driving there with the parental units. 10plus hours (plus because you know it'll take twice that in this group) each way, in a caravan of indian auntiesanduncles, stocked to the hilt with homemade indian goodies. i won't even have the comfort of my beloved fast-food therapy. you can begin the pity-fest now. note to self: please, Please, PLEASE remember to buy batteries for your discman.