Wednesday, May 08, 2002

i am unshaven today.
which is funny, considering i'm looking at the cover of the new Pulse magazine (not an especially good periodical, mind you), with Weezer's Rivers Cuomo staring back at me. he has the WORST beard i think i've ever seen on almost any human.

or as tina calls them, a "face friend."
(should that be one word or two? or is it hypenated?)

there's too much cream cheese on my bagel. i don't like that.

i can't remember when so many people were on the street talking about a movie like people are talking about "spiderman." there's a definite real buzz among, well, humans about this film.
obviously the general populace is stoked on this, as it broke all sorts of crazy box office records, taking in fucking $114 million in one single weekend. that's pretty amazing.
damn.

but back to rivers cuomo.
his beard is horrifying.
it looks so fake, you know it's real.
if that makes any sense.
the phone is ringing, oh my gawd.

backed up charlie bucket is mad as hell.
punch your face inside wet box.

love,

turgid crafter

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