I did it. I cracked. I bought a Palm Pilot. I’m a film major! I’m not supposed to be enough of a geek to buy one. Only engineering nerds and Kellogg students buy them, right? I even overheard 2 Kellogg students discussing their pros and cons when I was in line at Norris buying my ...

I really was going to post an update, then my computer crashed and ate it. Bah. More updates to come tomorrow when I am at least moderately awake.

In a letter telling me about the final walk-through on her new condo, a bit about the old tenants, a couple of gay guys: “The guys filled in the nail holes from their pictures and waxed the floors. Such sweeties. One looks like George Hamilton and the other looks like Radar O’Reilly. They’re off to ...

God DAMN Sheryl Crow was awesome tonight. I saw her perform at the House of Blues from the SECOND FUCKING ROW. I have no money, no voice, and no energy right now, but I will give a full update when I have time tomorrow.

I didn’t name the guy in the post below, but the Evanston Pioneer Press does.

So I found out some iiiiiiiinteresting news today: This total asshole who I got stuck working with on a video production project and just about beat to death with a gobo arm got himself in a wee smidge of trouble. Now I must mention before I begin that he has done other things other than ...

When you have so little cash on you that you have to charge $2.03 on your credit card.

I feel I should not be the only one publicly humiliated in my weblog. To wit: Marky Monkey is coming back into town tomorrow. He called me when I had been taking a nap, so I had the following conversation with him: Him: Can you pick me up from the airport? Me: Yeah, sure, which ...

You know what drives me nuts? When I’m eating something, usually some sort of donut or a funnel cake, covered in powdered sugar, and the powdered sugar goes all over me, and people look at me like I’m on cocaine. “No, really! It’s just sugar! Here, try snorting it, it won’t get you high…”

I have two modes when I drink: 1. Will fuck anything and everything, animate or inanimate. 2. Self-loathing. I hit #2 really badly earlier tonight when I finally decided to suck it up and write something to Irene (whom I have also referred to as the Hot Italian Chick, although I really need to actually ...