Today I'll pull away from rants against the sexy dangers of advertised American life to focus on what's keeping me sustained and very happy at the moment. I HAVE A HOUSE!
Well, I'm hiding away in the caverns of one like outlaw Jesse James on the lamb from the Pinkertons, err... I'm squatting Randy Quaid style in a domestic fortress I'm going to make my own. Alright... I'm just house sitting in Hollywood. Already I've lost my mind over trying to use the TV/Stereo/Cable/Mac/DVD situation, done laundry (SANS QUARTERS!), slept a full cycle in a sleep number bed (70), taken a 14 minute shower, made multiple kettles of tea, and fed the 7 effing cats dinner and breakfast.
Seriously though. I woke up and the door to the back yard was eclipsed by a bunch of needy feline faces this morning waiting for me to get off my ass and dump meow mix in their 4 bowls. Chairman Meow was not impressed by my waking at 9 am today. I guess he's an early riser.
I really like the house. I think I'd like to throw a house warming party next weekend. I mean... how many 26 year old un-married men in Hollywood can do that? ;-)
Listening: "Deadbeat Holiday" from Green Day's last great album Warning. I listen to this song like it was still '00 and we survived Y2k. I was a sophomore in High School enjoying life on Belleville East's campus. Staying late nights for rehearsals of Clue in which I played Wadsworth. I can still butle up a mean line or two from that show.
Watching: Jim Carey. He's as Manic as ever. Check out his appearance on Letterman from last night. CRay CrAy. I think I watched network TV gnomes cleave his soul in half with rusty shrapnel clubs during the interview about his new Gay-scapade film w/McGregor I Love You Phillip Morris .
Eating: No meat. A lot of black tea actually. It's overcast and chilly in Hollywood so it feels great to write and sip this crap.
As if I didn't face a competitive enough blogosphere market! Clearly you represent a most severe threat to my own blog. That aside, I'm enjoying it quite a bit.
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