.: Freakin' Out A Bit :.

Still don't have a jobber...everywhere I turn I hear "recession". I've a perma-wrinkle in my forehead... I'm so worried that I'm not sure what to do. Even listening to the Juno soundtrack isn't a good distraction. Neither are the Law and Order re-runs in the background.

Some good news...Knight Rider... No Kidding... Let me introduce: the NEW KITT... The Hofff AND Will Arnett, too...a silver lining?

.: This is What Craiglist is Made For :.

Best Posting I've Seen in a LONG TIME - Warning:NSFW

.: What a Day :.

A day that has pretty much started and ended with dagnabit WarBook... Damn you Gayno!!! **shakesfist**

So hear we go, I'll try to explain more later:

-WarBook and coffee

-Start up the junk car and drive out to the burbs in the snow

-Late for shrink one

-Shrink two late for me

-Drive back into the city in even crappier snow

-Check my email as I sit in traffic, mostly to get WarBook updates. Damn near pee myself the messages were so funny...

-Pray I don't slide into cars as I try to hurry up and meet up with my sister.

-Meet up with pissed off sister. (and I, in no way, caused the pissofedness)

-FINALLY get to the Chase Auditorium to... **gethis* SEE WAIT, WAIT DON'T TELL ME!!!! FINALLY!! After all my years listening to NPR... I swear I will expound on this later!!!...

-Leave Chase Auditorium happy with a much happier sister.

-Hang out with happy sister, eat pizza, and talk about friendship and desperate friends...

-Drive down the street in even worse weather conditions in the junk car.

-Get home and pop in the Juno Soundtrack **squeeeeeeeE** I FINALLY got that too after many fruitless attempts....

-Settle in for a few rounds of WarBook... instead of writing a proper blog entry of my escapades.... and now the site is down.

I'm going to bed. What a day....

.: "Put Down The Pipe" :.

I was so friggin happy today... The counter guy at Hot Doug's told me to to put down the pipe. I hit him with my happy fireball. My happy fireball is like putting my usual tacklehug into a more compact and focused grinning happy dance. Its like a "HAakudon" from a few feet away. Trust me. The counter guy barely got away alive.

Bless 'em, Mandapance and her sister, my roommate, Margaret brought me to Hot Doug's. It occurred to me that without my experience at Sam's I would not really appreciate the delectable delights. So for my first venture into the experience that is Doug's included a Cognac and Cranberry Chicken Sausage topped with a blue cheese, a CORN DOG, and fries fried in duck fat. Oooo and Berghoff Root Beer! *orgasm* We probably waited in line for about a half hour but jebus was it worth all my excitement built up during the wait.

THEN, spent a few good hours on throwing around some wonderfully creative ideas. I have some ideas for t-shirts, a drawing technique I want to tighten up, and some PR ideas for Fizzle. Ooo.. a mask making party. Watch this space for further details! Oh, and I got stalked. Seriously. *creeped out*

THEN, met up with Anne to see Juno AGAIN (well, for me.) Dear Lord, its even funnier the next time around. And maybe even a little more heartbreaking. Dude. I am going to get all obsessive Harry Potter fan on that CD on Tuesday. Its got to be on my Top Five Soundtracks of All Time but that's a whole other blog entry. So, somebody hand me the guitar because, as God is my witness, I will learn this song on guitar AND remember all the words!

Anyone Else But You - The Moldy Peaches

You're a part time lover and a full time friend
The monkey on your back is the latest trend
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a train
I kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to side
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

Here is the church and here is the steeple
We sure are cute for two ugly people
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

The pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me
So why can't, you forgive me?
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

I will find my nitch in your car
With my mp3 DVD rumple-packed guitar
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

Du du du du du du dudu
Du du du du du du dudu
Du du du du du du dudu du

Up up down down left right left right B A start
Just because we use cheats doesn't mean we're not smart
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

You are always trying to keep it real
I'm in love with how you feel
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

We both have shiny happy fits of rage
You want more fans, I want more stage
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

Don Quixote was a steel driving man
My name is Adam I'm your biggest fan
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

Squinched up your face and did a dance
You shook a little turd out of the bottom of your pants
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

Du du du du du du dudu
Du du du du du du dudu
Du du du du du du dudu du
But you

.: Mama Movies :.

Finally saw Knocked Up a few days ago... and JUST saw Juno.

Two of the best movies I've seen in a long long while are both about out of wedlock pregnancies. Go figure. Both hilarious. Both, so well written, directed and acted.

But Juno has the better soundtrack. I know its originally a Carpenters song but I prefer this version:

Superstar - Sonic Youth

long ago
and oh so far away
I fell in love with you
before the second show
your guitar
it sounds so sweet and clear
but you're not really there
it's just the radio

don't you remember you told me you love me baby
you said you'd be coming back this way again baby
baby baby baby baby oh baby
I love you, I really do

loneliness, is such a sad affair
and I can hardly wait
to be with you again
what to say
to make you come again
come back to me again
and play your sad guitar

don't you remember you told me you love me baby
you said you'd be coming back this way again baby
baby baby baby baby oh baby
I love you, I really do

don't you remember you told me you love me baby
you said you'd be coming back this way again baby
baby baby baby baby oh baby
I love you, I really do

.: And I Cook... :.

Dammit if it hasn't been a shitty shitty few weeks for me. I'll be honest. Its kinda difficult to be genuinely happy about someone else's good fortune when I've got my own shit going on.

Tonight, I cooked dinner for friends. I really put all my anger and frustration and disappointment and despair to the side. All my concentration was spent creating and preparing food. Cooking and cutting. Simmering and tasting. Baking and seasoning. I didn't have a chance to feel sorry for myself. I really wanted to try to at least make an enjoyable dinner though I wasn't feeling very social.

Lately I've been experiencing moments of anxiety with people. Reminds me of the time I refused to talk to someone and Dr Kim said: Who are you and what have you done with Tessa? I really haven't been myself. Even around good friends.

Maybe it was the few glasses of wine or maybe because I like to make others happy or maybe cause I like throwing parties. Eventually, I felt a lot better. I sat for a moment and watched my friends laughing, drinking and eating. My dear dear friends. They make me happy because I make them happy. Its a nice little circle.

That and I cook real good.

.: I've Never Been in Love, Much Less Find The One:.

From my place to go for any and all sex advice:

Q. I realize Savage Love is a sex-advice column (as evidenced by much vulgar language), but I'm going to ask anyway: (1) What is your definition of love? (2) How do you know if you're in "love"? (3) How do you know if they're the "one"? —Anonymous

A. (1) Love is making out with someone after you've blown a load on his/her face.

(2) You know you're in love when you're eating breakfast in a restaurant together the morning after he/she blew a load on your face and you suddenly realize that you didn't wash your face when you got out of bed that morning and you don't care.

(3) You know he/she is the one when he/she realizes that you've just realized that you're eating breakfast in a restaurant the morning after he/she blew a load on your face and you didn't wash your face when you got out of bed that morning and he/she smiles, leans over the table, and gives you a kiss.

.: NYE 2007 :.

I gotta be honest. I really wasn't looking forward to it. I haven't gone to parties in years. Generally I've never counted down at midnight. However, I was invited to spend the night with my sisters, their SOs and ROCKBAND.

Dude. The tail end of 2007 outright SUCKED. ugh.

It turned out just being a three man/chicks band with the horrendous snow. We played the parts of decedent rock stars (without the hard drugs and groupies). we didn't bother turning off the game to countdown the new year. Instead, we rocked in 2008....

Sabotage - The Beastie Boys

I Can't Stand It I Know You Planned It
But I'm Gonna Set It Straight, This Watergate
I Can't Stand Rocking When I'm In Here
Because Your Crystal Ball Ain't So Crystal Clear
So While You Sit Back and Wonder Why
I Got This Fucking Thorn In My Side
Oh My, It's A Mirage
I'm Tellin' Y'all It's a Sabotage

So Listen Up 'Cause You Can't Say Nothin'
You'll Shut Me Dow With A Push Of Your Button?
But I'm Out And I'm Gone
I'll Tell You Now I Keep It On And On

'Cause What You See You Might Not Get
And We Can Bet So Don't You Get Souped Yet
You're Scheming On A Thing That's A Mirage
I'm Trying To Tell You Now It's Sabotage
Why; Our Backs Are Now Against The Wall
Listen All Of Y'all It's A Sabotage

I Can't Stand It, I Know You Planned It
But I'm Gonna Set It Straight This Watergate
I Can't Stand Rockin' When I'm In This Place
Because I Feel Disgrace Because You're All In My Face
But Make No Mistakes And Switch Up My Channel
I'm Buddy Rich When I Fly Off The Handle
What Could It Be, It's A Miracle
You're Scheming On A Thing; That's Sabotage