back in the aught-six

today is 06 march, and it is my 39th day of travel this year. i haven’t kept track of flight delays, but i am not experiencing my first today. so i take the opportunity to fill out myspace surveys and blog. thank you for joining me.

i had a great weekend at home. friday i saw connie and Erica, the two chicks who keep me from looking like a grizzled hag. nails and eyebrows, respectively. then i got the bro and we ate pizza and watched wedding crashers with the rents, and then i was down for the count. saturday began with the breakfast club, followed by a touch of shopping, the getting of new sneakers followed by the running in said kicks. i am now totally enamoured with the new she wants revenge album, and i have been listening to it repetitively, as it turns me on. shmoops and i went to see three burials, which was kick ass. i particularly enjoyed the acting, and the power tommy lee jones (mr aught-6, muz) commanded in his performance. dig it. stayed out all night with muz watching dumb tv, had area first thing sunday morning, got way overdressed for an Oscar party that changed formats about three times, and spent some time with pmeyer. slept for 12 hours and now it’s cold and snowy-sleety-rainy in indy, and i’m just trying to go to Atlanta.

damn, i miss my friends when i’m away.

currently, my ass is asleep from sitting on the floor of the airport, next to the only available outlet. arrgh.