Thursday, December 21, 2006
I don't have Internet access at the apartment. I can't check personal e-mail at work. Thus, if I e-mail you, I'm e-mailing you from the library and it might take a few days for me to see your response, let alone respond to your response.
Love,
The management
"It's the year to hated
So glad that we made it
'Cuz all the kids in the street
Whisper sounds that sweet
The stars under their feet
Well, it's the year to be hated..."
It's not quite time for New Year's yet, but I know that if I don't do the year end post now, I probably won't have time again. See: note above.
The end of the year is funny because you know that you have no clue what will happen a year from now or what will have become of your life. It's weird because I sometimes wish I could go back and watch the Pat of the previous year. Not to change anything, but to be a quiet observer and say, "Oh, that poor schmuck, he's about to get a real surprise."
So, I think it might be funny to go to the Pat of a year ago. The Pat of December 2005 also did not have Internet access at his apartment, which he shared with his roommate Emma in the Meezy Beezy. He knew he wanted to leave but didn't know when he'd be leaving. He certainly did not know that three months later, he'd be packing for Florida. To live 30 feet from one of his favorite people. Or that at the end of that year, another one of his favorite people would take a job there, too.
Pat had done one stand-up appearance and was hoping to make a habit of it, but he didn't know he would actually get the chance. Nor did he know that he'd open for a guy who nine months later would appear on Letterman.
I wouldn't want to tell the Pat of December 2005 what would happen, for fear that knowing what would happen would muck it all up. I've appreciated not knowing my future, because it's allowed me to not be so worried. Which is a big step coming from the guy who obsessed in the dorm that he was single and was unsure of the future and wondered if he'd ever find "the one." Blah blah blah. I'd like to observe that Pat, too, if only because I'd like to remember how to never be ever ever again. And not just because I had a butt cut the first few years of college.
Love,
The management
So glad that we made it
'Cuz all the kids in the street
Whisper sounds that sweet
The stars under their feet
Well, it's the year to be hated..."
It's not quite time for New Year's yet, but I know that if I don't do the year end post now, I probably won't have time again. See: note above.
The end of the year is funny because you know that you have no clue what will happen a year from now or what will have become of your life. It's weird because I sometimes wish I could go back and watch the Pat of the previous year. Not to change anything, but to be a quiet observer and say, "Oh, that poor schmuck, he's about to get a real surprise."
So, I think it might be funny to go to the Pat of a year ago. The Pat of December 2005 also did not have Internet access at his apartment, which he shared with his roommate Emma in the Meezy Beezy. He knew he wanted to leave but didn't know when he'd be leaving. He certainly did not know that three months later, he'd be packing for Florida. To live 30 feet from one of his favorite people. Or that at the end of that year, another one of his favorite people would take a job there, too.
Pat had done one stand-up appearance and was hoping to make a habit of it, but he didn't know he would actually get the chance. Nor did he know that he'd open for a guy who nine months later would appear on Letterman.
I wouldn't want to tell the Pat of December 2005 what would happen, for fear that knowing what would happen would muck it all up. I've appreciated not knowing my future, because it's allowed me to not be so worried. Which is a big step coming from the guy who obsessed in the dorm that he was single and was unsure of the future and wondered if he'd ever find "the one." Blah blah blah. I'd like to observe that Pat, too, if only because I'd like to remember how to never be ever ever again. And not just because I had a butt cut the first few years of college.
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
--Kimberly on "Melrose Place"
Season 1 of "Melrose Place" is on DVD now and I was able to snag the first season double pack of "Melrose Place" AND "90210" for $10. TEN DOLLARS. My friend Joe got the "90210" DVDs; I've kept the "Melrose" ones for myself.
I can't tell you how wonderful this is. Especially now that I won't get to see new "Grey's Anatomy" or "Desperate Housewives" until, oh, 2007. If you want me, I'll be watching the episode where Amanda tells Billy she's pregnant.
