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Well, today I'm 23, and I guess, yes, I'm still more amused by TV shows. What the hell is wrong with me?
Look at how I just go for the easy joke. People are gonna read that and say, holy crap dude, your jokes are easy like that girl from high school. Yeah, you knew her. In the Biblical sense even. I think it's getting worse. Whatever, it's my birthday, so bear with me. ROAR! Like a bear, get it?
Not too long ago, I reached a point in my life where I am now in danger of just falling in love with any girl walking down the street with a nice smile and a friendly disposition. Previously, the same girl would've provoked feelings of lust, not love. I think something is wrong with me. I might be turning into a girl, or, at the very least, Charlie Brown. But this gave me an idea: I can talk about girls I'm interested in in this journal as long as I call all of them "the little redheaded girl." Then no one will know who I'm talking about... it could all be the same girl or thousands of different girls pieced together like the girl suit from Silence of the Lambs. This idea is pretty stupid though, so I may not do it for very long.
Anyway...
On Tuesday, the Garden State soundtrack came out, and though this film has eluded me so far, I went out to buy the album anyway. First time I bought an album before I saw the movie. But from what I'd heard already (thanks Nikki), I was pretty pumped to buy it straight away. So I went to Best Buy, my CD and DVD Mecca. But the bastards didn't have it. Not only that, but they had it in their computers that its release date was a week earlier. I wasn't buying it (in more ways than one, oo, puns!), as I was damn sure it came out on the 10th (thanks Amazon). I called the store in White Marsh, and the guy there was like, "I'm sorry, I've never heard of that so we must not carry it." Just because you haven't heard of a CD means your store doesn't carry it? You know all the f'ing CDs in the world then, do you? How nice for you! I told him it just came out that day, so he actually got off his ass and checked the computer, but he came back with another "no" and I wasn't about to keep trying with this short bus candidate or press my luck and drive out to White Marsh because the possibility of a whammy (cf Press Your Luck) seemed pretty large. So I went off to the Towson Record and Tape Traders who, of course, had it. "Oh yeah, didn't that just come out today?" asked the record store girl, and I almost fell in love with HER. R&TT also had the Frou Frou album with her "Let Go" song that's on the soundtrack, so I bought that too, although I'm pretty sure it's the best song on THAT album too. This incident wouldn't be so disturbing to me if it hadn't just happened almost the same way a couple weeks ago when the new They Might Be Giants album came out. That time, I didn't buy it in R&TT because it would've been two dollars cheaper at Best Buy, so I waited a couple days for them to get it in and got to use my Rewards card. But be warned, Best Buy, the honeymoon is over. It's like when Watergate made the American people lose trust in our stupid government, but like ten times worse. Gardenst'gate, I'll call it, because it echoes Garden State, Watergate, and instigate, as in "Best Buy instigated me to firebomb their store."
I took a trip up to Pennsylvania on Wednesday to hang out with Emily before she drove out to law school in Wisconsin (she left this morning). We ate lunch at Panera and it was almost like we were still in Baltimore, but not quite. The clerks in this Panera took our names and called them out instead of our order numbers when our food was ready. Weird. "Dave, your food is ready." I felt like they were trying to identity theft me and then I would be in one of those commercials where I talk but a girl's voice comes out and that's like a recurring nightmare of mine anyway so I really didn't need to hear them saying my name like that.
While I was in PA, it started to hail quite unexpectedly, and Emily, who had already called me crazy for doing a four-hour round trip in one day (but, really, how hard is that, right?) resolutely declared that I would be spending the night and leaving the next day. I didn't have a change of clothes or anything, so I was really hesitant to stay, but she threatened to "be mad" at me, and while the tactic is an extremely unfair one, it is quite effective if you are a short, cute, Chinese girl. And I don't think that's just me, right folks? Hella weak. So we hung out with her mom and sister and watched a movie and ate pizza and grapes and orange Slice and the next morning her mom made hot and sour soup (no meat in my bowl) and these great rice-inside-of-fried-tofu things. Mmmm.
Today, Patrick and Tammy are coming down, and we're all gonna party with Dan and Mike and Sarah to continue our celebration of the August birthdays (Steve, Patrick, Dan, me, in that order... I'm so young!). I've recently been on this Belgian beer kick, so I think I'll get some of that out.
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