that is Apple JACKED up!!!!
Tonight I have a poetry show that I'm pretty nervous about. I'm hosting it. I think Ryan Conner is going to come and he's never been to a poetry show before. I'm not sure how this show will turn out because I anticipate an audience of 7; and that number includes me, the two other poets featuring, and Ryan Conner. I'm sure I'll do fine, though. Things are never as bad as they seem.
I have decided that I am NOT addicted to myspace; I'm just really bored at work.
I have also decided that Apple Jacks, Cinnamon Toast Crunch, and Fruity Pebbles are tied in the campaign for King of the Cereals. Its a close race, but someone has to win. I'll keep you posted.
Speaking of breakfast delights, I was telling Ashley #2 (not to be confused with my Ashely #1) the story of how I accidentally saw my roommate's fuck buddy naked as I was leaving for work yesterday morning (see yesterday's blog). I mentioned to Ashely #2 that the awkwardness made me lose my appetite for the 'Jacks'.
HER: Apple Jacks?!?!
ME: What? Whats the big deal?
HER: I'm gonna need you to grow up. You still eat Apple Jacks?
ME: Yeah...they're delicious, so why WOULDN'T I eat Apple Jacks?
We went back and forth. I don't think there's an age cap on Apple Jacks, or any other delicious breakfast meal for that matter. People who feel like they're too grown up to eat a certain food are the types of people who dressed up in their grown womens' clothes and put on excess make up so they could look "older and pretty like mommy".
...and I'm not talking about when they were kids.
(let that sit for a moment...let it sink in...i promise you'll get it later)
Its supposed to rain today. I usually LOVE rainy days, but I only LOVE rainy days when I don't have to drive around in DC. My show tonight is in DC. Ho Hum :( Its all very tragic.
...but at least we still have this: