Wednesday, November 16, 2005


Last night, Gus and I went to the Styrofoam show. The music was good, but it was kind of boring and I was kind of sleepy so I kind of nodded off on the bleachers at Emo's.

When we got home, I guess I caught my second wind. As we settled into bed to watch TV for a bit before falling asleep, I started laughing like everything I saw was the funniest damn thing I'd ever seen in my life. Seriously, I couldn't stop laughing to save my life.

Gus was not amused.

Muttering and cursing, he grabbed his pillow and left the room in search of quieter quarters. I thought this was funny too and continued laughing through my failed attempts to shut up and apologize.

Less than a minute later, Gus charges back into the bedroom.

"Fuck this! Go in there," he gestured to the living room.

"Hahahahaha... Fine... Hahahahaha... Really, I'm hahahaha sorry hahahaha."

I turned on the Comedy Central show, "Stella." You know, the one with the three dudes no one's ever heard of who fancied themselves to be comedians that the station pushed and pushed and then suddenly stopped but chose to rerun its 3 or 4 episodes at 1:30am?

Yeah. Five minutes of that bland garbage and I crawled back into bed as stoic as a rural monk.



Comments:
Yes, Stella, not so funny.

Yeah, laughing at absolutely nothing in the middle of the night, not so funny.

Wow, you're gonna dis stella??

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