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two things:

1. grr anne heche just really gets my goat!

i'm like a protective mother with ellen, i look at anne and say "you know, i never did like that girl. too flighty and loud. don't like flighty and loud girls. you need to settle down with someone quiet and nice, like you." but in an un-motherly way i would add "...like me!"

i saw anne on entertainment tonight, and she was literally ("LITERALLY!") showing off her boyfriend. "heeey! this is my boyfriend, coley. isn't he cute?" uhh, no sweetie, he's pretty grotty with that georgemichaelfaithbeard, and what's with the dumbass hat he's wearing??

the first time i saw him, i came up with the perfect headline. i swear i should write for some gay tabloid:

"COLEY LUFFOON? HOLY BUFFOON!"

yeeecchh! and i just love how she's so blatantly happy with this guy she met while filming her so-called soulmate's comedy tour. ok ok i'll admit i'm a sourpuss because i'm in love with ellen and can't imagine her fucking that up, but it's true, i never did like her. *hmmph*

2. there was some drunk chinese dude in my apartment!

not in my apartment, but the hallway outside my apartment. there are three apartments above the store, and this guy was wandering around the small hallway, banging on all three doors, and rattling the doorknobs. i got a little freaked out by this. i thought maybe he was a friend of peter's, the dude who lives upstairs. oh, he wasn't.

(i'm so glad my door is thick metal with a peephole for me to spy) he banged on peter's door, and he came down, opened it and said, "who the fuck are you? what? chinese?" the guy was incoherent or at least not saying much...peter said he'd better get the fuck outta here. and how the fuck did he get in? he started to lead him out, and i heard this "THUMP!" and peter exclaiming "holy shit!" i don't know if this guy fell ALL the way down the stairs or just some of it, but it was obviously breathtaking, gauging from peter's reaction. (this is all out of peephole range, unfortunately)

so i heard peter trying to help him up, and then the guy asked for a cigarette. a few minutes later, i ran to my window to see the guy stumbling down the sidewalk...a little off-kilter.

so should i act all surprised when peter tells me this story? or say "uh, i was watching everything from my door like a little girl coward!" maybe NOW our front door lock will be fixed! after all, there are little girl cowards in this building whose safety and virtuousness must be protected.

now i have to get back to my studies...i'll be back later when i want to procrastinate some more, and continue sabotaging my academic life, and thusly my future.