the other day when i was reading through our archives i found some really good shit. we are fucking cool. there is easily enough material here to put together a book.

if it’s only my stuff i could call it “love, emmie”.

if it’s all of us i could call it “lifeinthebag”.

i don’t know if anyone would publish it. i don’t know if anyone would buy it.

i want to do it anyway.

PLEASE kiss and make up. please.

i NEED heroes. like NOW!!

i have been down with bronchitis and ennui.

rock band for ps2 is apparently stripped down and does not include the rocker maker, which is most disappointing since i already sacrificed the ability to download new songs by forgoing the purchase of an xbox 360.

worse still every single product description i can find on the major retailer sites say that the rocker maker is included, even on the ps2 version they are selling. retailer says it’s not their fault, manufacturer gave crap description. manufacturer has not yet responded to my email complaining about it…

i did my first budget and my boss liked it and almost even agreed with it! then he realized HIS calculations were wrong and therefore i passed with flying colors.

maybe i can do this management thing after all…

he cheated on her, with the neighbor, and everyone knew it.

she left today and destroyed some dvds he asked her to return for him since she was taking the car.

he is still crying and mooning around and says that he knows he fucked up. she is angrier than i have ever, ever seen her. i did not know she was even capable of anger.

she cried too, after she put a bunch of his shit in the sink and set it on fire.

the chick that lives one floor up from me kind of scares me with her really loud sex.

she is young and cute and skinny and i have seen boy looking at her sometimes which bugs me. since she moved into our building we have noticed that when she fucks somebody it is ridiculously loud.

on new year’s eve i was drunk and boy was too and we were all alone with only the dog in the house. we had stupid loud drunk sex for a couple of hours and the dog did not stir. just as we were falling asleep, dog starts wailing and continues barking at top volume for about 15 minutes.

because she was up there, fucking her boyfriend. *on a different floor.*

?????????

the worst part is that she has roommates who have to listen to it all the time. and they fuck each other too but very. quietly.

boy (done opening gifts): merry christmas, babe.
me: wait, did you check your stocking?
boy: for what?
me: just check it.
boy (pulls stocking off mantle with knowing sideways look)
me (so excited i can barely sit still)
boy (opening decorative gift tin): ??
me: LOOK at them.
boy: tickets to see van halen. wow.
me: aren’t you excited?? (i am!!)
boy: sure. hey, this is a great dvd (checking out “planet earth” by bbc)

later that day…

me: i can’t wait, can you?
boy: when is the show?
me: march.
boy: oh good. then you have three months.
me: for what?
boy: to get skinny and hot so you can wear spandex.
me: ??!?!? (leaving room)
boy: it’s van halen. you *have* to wear spandex.

as previously mentioned gh2 rocks. i also have played my friends’ gh3 which is even better. then they got me american idol, which is the first game at which i kick EVERYONE’S ass without having to learn the right combination of buttons or speed. add singstar to that and i’m almost set…

rockband special edition is IN THE MAIL!!

i am really not that girly but one of my very favorite things is a good shower gel that smells like food that’s really bad for you.

my most favorite for the past two years was philosophy’s old fashioned eggnog, which is simply awesome!! however they discontinued it in the full size (16 oz) and now only include it in a holiday trio (10 oz) along with something gingerbread which i don’t care for.

i went searching for alternatives and ended up at bbw looking for a gift for my sister. i didn’t find one for her, but for myself i found something called forever frosting which basically makes you smell like a cupcake. it couldn’t smell any tastier…

also for the holidays i ended up with some amber romance stuff, some pumpkin spice, and some warm vanilla sugar (all from bbw) and an old favorite, pear glace from victoria’s secret.

fuck peppermint! i smell ten times better now.

while looking for soft-core porn on cinemax the other night i saw an interview between movies with an up-and-coming golden globe nominee, pussy ranch’s own diablo cody.

i nearly fell off the bed.

she is now my idol. i love her and i hate myself. she has been linked to gitb for years now!! and now she has published a book, moved to california, written what looks to be a really good movie (my lesbian friends confirm this, having seen it only last night), and is nominated for a golden globe.

i on the other hand have managed to double my salary in ten years with a company which is neither maverick nor rock star, kept the same boy for many years (an accomplishment, but it doesn’t pay so well), and oh yeah NOT publish a book or write a movie.

this feeling is like the one i had watching the cowboys lose to the redskins today (wtf?!?!) and also it is the reason i do not watch the olympics anymore. because seeing nubile teenagers who have million dollar endorsements and numerous gold medals simply depresses me.

i can’t wait until american idol comes back. then i can feel superior at least during the auditions…

i hate to leave this place and think that it is all done. as long as our words are still here, we still exist, right?

however my life is ridiculously busy. and i feel the need for a new template, and the other girls are not participating much anymore, so… possibly my own brand new blog? i cringe at the thought of making a new template but you know that i could never use a stock one without modding it to scream emmie. also i suppose i would need a new domain name and i wouldn’t know where to begin to come up with one, nevermind a blog title. and publicizing a new blog sucks up so much time!!! that i don’t have anymore at all… these things make me so very very sad.

what makes me happy is that i have new friends. they are younger than me but still cool enough for me to like anyway. some of them are gay and i love that!! they like beer and barbecue (me too).

several friends are trying to convince me to write a book of some sort. i am still mulling over the idea of a collection of our works from here, post secret style (god i love that site!!). if i could convince ellie to do some illustrations for me it would be the bizzomb!! just like the old days.

one friend listened to me telling her the storyline of a short i wrote in high school. she then proceeded to give me ideas on how to expand that character into an entire novel. and it’s really not a half-bad idea…

do i have time? no. yes. i don’t know really. i know that i bbq a lot and i have gotten pretty good at a few songs on guitar hero 2 (easy only please and no doubles, sheesh!). my new friends text me a lot and that is new to me too. they taught me how to use T9 which had in the past always irritated the hell out of me…

i really really really want to write a book. i really want to blog. i also really want to make this blog into a book. what i do not want is a binding contract in case the well dries up. just a nice little nest egg to make up for my lack of 401k contributions for the past 10 years and some money for a new car would be cool. and of course some degree of notoriety which i did particularly enjoy here for a while…

must. get. sex. drive. back.