I'm pretty sure that Jenny McCarthy is the first person in the history of the world to have a child with autism.

I was going to write about the nothing going on in my life but I got one paragraph in and then realized that I had used all my allocated ironic exclamation points for I don't know how long, the year maybe. Earlier they were playing some jamaican version of the doobie brothers in the lobby. I'm up to a concepting assignment a day at work, man. Fucking draining. AND. The coffee here sucks.
Did anyone else watch the new SVU last night? That sex and the city chick sure is/was creepy.

I haven't listened to that Sonic Youth album "A Thousand Leaves" in years, but right now it's matching my mood perfectly. I'm a little outside my senses today. Or maybe it's just countertherapy after a neverending night of godawful dance music. Either way, I don't think I appreciated this album enough when it came out.

I just watched "Paris is Burning". It was good. Here's a picture of my new haircut, my new camera, and my new wacky face:

I think I am going to be Axl Rose for Halloween. 80's Axl, not scary modern-day cornrowed Axl. Obvs.

My happy place is from now on going to involve Wayne Coyne spinning an armfull of confetti steamers. One of them, anyways. I want to have like a hundred* of his babies.



*down from the aforementioned eight million, which would be most likely unfeasable.

One of my favorite things about having a blog named after a household appliance is that I get a lot of hits from people searching for dehumidifiers I guess for their basements or other damp areas. I know this because occasionally I check my referring stats and what appears to happen is they think "I know where I can find a dehumidifier - it's behind this link that reads 'dudes, form a line to my right for high fives'", like my blog is a place where they can comparison shop for the best price. Too bad, kids, all you're going to get is my stream of conciousness ramblings on postmodern ennui and various sandwiches that I enjoy.
That being said, I also notice the occsional referring blog that has me listed as a link, blogs that I have never read. But I would like to! I need as much distraction as possible at work. So if you have listed me as a link, please let me know in the comments, so I can reciprocate.

Last night I went to Tao and now I'm sleepy as hell. On the plus side, I now know where you can go to wallow in douchebaggery like it's a ball pit in the burger king kids play area. And knowing is half the battle.

The other half involves swords.

You might be reading my blog and thinking why doesn't she leave the house anymore. I used to have tons of pictures representing my nightlife adventures but now not so much. Don't worry! I still go out on the regular. My digital camera is broken and therefore the moral of this entry is: someone please buy me a new digital camera.

One day this method is going to work, mark my words. Hey, ask me how my soup was.








Souper.

The problem with watching a show on dvd after it's been over for two years is that there's no one around to talk about it with, the way you might talk about an episode of "lost" or "addison!" I'm starting the third season of "six feet under" and can we just talk about some things please? I would like to talk about how lili taylor's character is so annoying and where the hell did brenda go. I liked her much better. There are some other things too but I can't think of them right now. I'm broke so today (yesterday, actually) my life revolves around free things like television.

I just ate a big bowl of trader joe's apple butternut squash soup, that was some good stuff.
The best halloween costume idea i have heard so far today? "Emo Freddy."

Things I have looked at this morning (so far):

Somebody please buy me a tiny mint green nano, for I am growing predictable in my old age. Also, I would very much like some Indian food right now. Please and thank you.

Earlier I was trying to type "TOP GUN" and I accidently typed "TOP GYN" which is a TOTAL IDEA FOR A MOVIE.