Noteworthy

The Roommate and I did our spring cleaning Saturday. The kind of cleaning where you get down on your knees and scrub the floors. The kind of cleaning where you need a manicure afterward. We are now the proud owners of a One Sweep broom. I want to make sweet love to it.

This was our cleaning soundtrack.

Ace of Base, Happy Nation
Pantera, Vulgar Display of Power
Madonna, The Immaculate Collection
Alice in Chains, Sap
Hole, Live Through This

I laugh at myself whenever I sing along to Pantera, especially when Phil belts out "No! More! Head! Trips! AAAAAHHHHH!" in This Love. Julie dated a drug dealer in high school. That was their song. Romantic.

I stayed in Saturday night after cleaning and watched Open Water. Horrifying.

I got this text from Linus Sunday. "Paris Hilton in a monster movie. Does it get better than that?" I suppose that means House of Wax is on the horror flick agenda.

I woke up unusually perky for a Monday, and danced around my bedroom to Britney's Lucky in my Muppets underpants.

After 21 episodes, I finally understand what's going on when I watch Carnivale. Did they dumb it down this season, or did I get smarter?

I fed the crew pork chops with sage and prosciutto in a white wine sauce and an asparagus and gruyere tart last night. The Roommate made cupcakes. I drank too much wine and fell asleep on the floor. When I woke up, Azee was gone. The Roommate and Li'l Suzy are coming to Paris with Azee and I in the fall, at least I hope they are. We were drunk when we decided.