Writing from Bed

Why? I've been noticing that more people are reading my blog. I think this is because I linked it to my Yelp page, and sheesh I'm all over Yelp Denver. This is because I was hired by Yelp as a marketing assistant to establish Yelp Denver in early 2007. Troof. Anyways, I can't sleep. Tonight my family held a dinner for my friends. Nice, eh? I am so glad to finally have found the perfect vegetarian BBQ item - portobello mushies. Serio, your carnvey friends will be jealous. Oh, and I'm in Colorado right now, but I'm ready to go back and try again. I'm ready to be something more than a barista in San Francisco. Not that the job market is great right now. But no one wants to see me serving coffee, including myself.

I saw Burn After Reading. Not bad, not bad. But still so Hollywood, had trouble escaping conventions. But you've never seen Brad Pitt like this before.



The film reminded me of Dr. Strangelove in a few scenes - especially the phone conversation between B. Pitt's character and John Malkovich, who was fabulous btw.



Also, I think the film is directly alluded to in the scenes where George Clooney walks out of the restroom, smacking himself on the midsection. Anyways, worth seeing, but it's no There Will Be Blood.

New Musics!

I know I haven't been writing much, but that's gonna change now that I'm back to having one job instead of two. So check back y' hear! I'm recording an album too.

im really angry right now

I am upset with my guest. Why am I upset? I suppose essentially it is over something that happened to me over two years ago, when I stayed with this guest in Berlin. He was my host then, and he was a fine host at that. But, I was taken advantage of here, and I am coming out with it for the first time. I suppose it is from the encouragement of others that I have realized what happened to me was wrong, and it is not my fault. I lost my temper last night and explosively kicked this person out of my house (after asking him to leave more than once). The best word to describe the way I felt when I came home only to find this person asleep in my bedroom is furious. I could've killed that motherfucker! DON'T MESS WITH THIS BITCH!!!!!! Especially after cocktails. WHAT HAPPENED TO ME IN BERLIN WAS WRONG. I HATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTE YOU! WHAT MAKES YOU THINK IT IS OKAY? GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My roommates think you smell, and they are throwing away the couch cushions that you slept on. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.