Pre blog-post trivia question! The title of this post is also the title of an album by a Very Important Band. If you can identify the band you win . . . something! Like, limited notoriety, maybe. That’s probably about the best I can pull off tonight, considering it is officially my first alcohol-free day since since about August 6th and my body is a vessel of strange and unpleasant sensations. However! It has been a wonderful couple of drunken weeks, which provides me with a segue to the real purpose of this post which is to offer thanks to the following:
1. Tanya – for being the only person to join me for the entire triple-header going away party.
2. Marvelous friends who came from far and wide to eat boozemelon and cupcakes in my backyard or to dance the night away or to have a sleepover or to go out for coffee or do other very important things with me before I move!
3. Marvelous friends who came better-late-than-never with super amazing mix-CD-going-away-presents with that most important of dancing songs on them, Danger! High Voltage!
4. Spinsterhood! The triumvirate reuninted once more, with devastatingly fabulous results.
5. A certain hippopotamus statuette, placed strategically on the mantelpiece.
6. Tab Energy Drink, official sponsor of Going Out Dancing.
7. Not having to live in the Horrible Apartment of Mice, Ex-Boyfriends and General Unpleasantness ever again.
8. Summerfolk, for being generally wonderful.
9. Leith and Kate, for silliness in general, for inventing the No Virgins Allowed table, and for singing along with the David Duchovny song.
10. Food vendors at Summerfolk for saying things to simultaneously flatter me and totally creep me out – I am thinking specifically of you, creepy old cappuccino man (“Why do you want sugar in your americano? You’re already too sweet”) and you, creepy sixteen-years-old-if-a-day samosa boy (“Would you like some hot sauce with that, dahling?”)
11. My parents, for having a very large basement in which my worldly possessions currently reside. And for getting me a new laptop of ludicrously shiny proportions. (With a fingerprint scanner! I love uselessness.) And for reminding me that going to UCLA is a really good idea and that it will be amazing even though I’m kind of afraid right now. And for the upcoming tea and cookies/homemade pizza and beer going away party that they are throwing for me on Wednesday.
12. Barbarella. We should always be thankful for Barbarella. I’m serious. Really serious. Think of a world without Barbarella – didn’t that hurt on the inside? Maybe make you want to barf a little? I know it hurt me. Other things that hurt me include the fact that the hypothetical “remake” of the movie that they’ve been talking about for years might now star Sienna Miller. Yuck, yuck, yuck. I would like to point out that in the 1990s, there was talk of Sherilyn Fenn playing Barbarella. Yeah. I know, I know – that would have been the most important movie ever made. Ever. It breaks my heart.
Alright! I am now going to go alphabetize my CD collection while watching season three of Deadwood. Cowboys!
you will be missed and envied
ABBA – I didn’t look at the above comment for fear that I would be thought cheating. Seriously, I didn’t look, I have no idea what is up there.
Thank you for thanking me.
I have spent the last two days checking Craigslist missed connections constantly because I keep seeing the same guy coming off the subway at College Park and we keep really cutely smiling to each other. Clearly craigslist would be much improved if it was activated automatically by mental power.
Although I really like advertising today, I also really can’t wait to visit you in LA. We can get tattoos at LA Ink! From that girl who used to be on Miami Ink! She r0cks!!!