03.09.2005 | 11:25 am
| ack, sputter |

from the calendar of a frequented local venue:

5/18: MC Chris
From Adult Swim's Sealab 2021 and Aqua Teen Hunger Force. Showtime: 8:30pm. Price: $10 advance/$12 door.

i'm quipless, and laughing. it's been a long time since i went off on him for deciding that my room was the place to light up at one of our parties. in fact, he might have semi-crashed that party. it might have been our small cocktail party with much-debated guest list. i forget.

"out the damn kitchen window! now!"

snicker.

(more later, on other topics, provided i don't faceplant into the keyboard due to utter lack of sleep last night. do you think the chemicals in color-added salmon can cause insomnia?)

(ps. also totally random, but it made me grin: my old boss, wesley adams, was quoted in entertainment weekly this week about teen lit. dear wes, if you ever google yourself and find this, i miss my job. i don't think i'm as good at anything else as i was at working for you and beverly. sincerely, molly)

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