My hot-tub lover took me to see Royal Tenenbaums, which I've been pissing myself with desire wanting to see because Rushmore and Bottle Rocket were so bad-ass it ain't even funny. Tenenbaums turned out to be just as bad-ass! YAY for Wes Anderson!
Then I got taken to an Indian restaurant. I love me the hell out of some Indian food but I never get to go because all my friends are whiney, tittybaby bitches who don't like Indian food and only wanna eat Mexican or maybe Fazoli's.
I had the curried lamb. Squeek's timid ass had a salad.
Then I went to Barnes & Noble and saw the coolest thing of all cool things ever....an old man giving himself head in the Rock and Roll section!
Okay. Not really. But that woulda been cool. I saw the Simpsons Monopoly, Nigga! That's what I'm talking 'bout yo!
Simpsons Monopoly is 'bout it 'bout it.
Then I came home and read a magazine for a bit and made sweet love until the sun came up.
Okay, I made sweet love until around midnight but still......the sun was rising somewhere I'm sure of it!
Now I'm 'bout to strip butt naked and take a shower.