2:29 am | 23 November 2002 | the Ring, and dubious product names

"Why can't you sleep, Samara?"

'Cause i went with Madre de m�os and the Tape Wizard to see Die Another Day at Celebration Cinema, and it was all sold out, and instead we saw The Ring, and it was mega, mega-scary, except for my mom whispering uncontrollably to herself. "The ladder," she noted, intensely. "Oh shit, it's that horse."

(If you haven't seen this movie, this won't make a lot of sense to you, but regardless, it's scarier than shit and really, really good--and the effects are pretty sweet, unlike, say, the effects in Harry Potter & The Foley Artists Were Totally Fuckin' Stoned.)

I went thrifting today - usually i incite a riot at St. Vinnie's, but (luckily, considering my pre-holiday broke-ass-ness) nothing was really too insane today. I got a cashmere coat for $5, and that was all good.

The Tape Wizard was doing really brutally accurate impressions of our mom laughing in the parking lot of Subway. Our mom kind of shouts with laughter, but instead of the single, foghorn-loud "Ha!" i tend to break out with, she decrescendoes with "a Ha ha ha ha haaaaa!" not unlike a rudimentarily speech-enabled pony. It was quite funny.

I'm thinking about heading to the local Indie Rock Coffee Shop (every town has one) for a lot of smoking and bitching, but i don't think i want to open that can of worms. When word gets out that i'm in town, it's like a stampede of people-i-don't-really-want-to-spend-precious-vacation-moments-with, whereas some of the people i've been dying to see for years are MIA. Maybe i have a disease.

Speaking of people i'd like to see, i called information looking for Smieska, but he's not listed.

That's about it for me. Good evening.clm.

"You almost snapped my neck in half, fucker! My neck popped, like, thirteen times!" -the Tape Wizard, trying to disentangle Nightmonkey from her head

Before I went to sleep last night, i caught a commercial for the Mitsubishi Maurauder. Yes. Having apparently run short on names for new vehicles, Mitsubishi has chosen to imply that their vehicle maurauds. I am now beset by such burning questions as, is the command of English in the marketing department adequate? and Will we see a line of copycat vehicles, such as the Pontiac Pillager (actually could be a nice tie-in with the Villager minivan) and the Honda Hate-Rapist? I mean, for real.

My dog has decided to express her boredom and/or loneliness by eating select possessions. Any ideas on how to curb this? She has about six different toys expressly meant for her chewing, that she does use, but then she reverts to destroying things. She hasn't done anything like this in the past six weeks, since i've had her--it's like she had to get comfortable before she started destroying. Or maybe she's the Marauder.

I have to go buy boots now, since i cleverly left the ones i intended to wear at home. Because i am a jackass. clm.

"Calm down, Dan." "What?" "Calm down, Dan." "Who ha what?" "Calm down, Dan." "My energy hurt me!" -Danielson Famile