January 15, 2005

not a millionaire.

pooey.

today after lunch i was leaving the 'manhattan mall' (ha-mall my ass) when i saw a giant sign with 3 ones (111) on it. i thought maybe it was a SIGN, since it was a sign indicating that tonight's (friday's) megamillions lottery was for $111 million. good LORD. so i bought 2 tickets. i picked my own numbers on one and got a computer-generated 2nd ticket.

alas, i didn't win. lol. it was funny, because we were driving home (just got here about 20 minutes ago) from the movies (saw The Aviator, and not so much on that) and i said to K, "Oh YEAH, we didn't find out the lottery numbers!" and she was like, "YEAH! i mean, what if you've been a millionaire for 4 hours and you don't even KNOW it!" it was hilarious. really. or maybe it was just 3 o'clock in the morning and i'm going on almost NO sleep. oh well.

so much for the elevens. bastards.

i am one sleepy bird (i got this phrase from my English d-land buddy betchy, and i also heard it mentioned in Closer-yay)! must get some shut-eye.

i watched Garden State the other night. it was fabulous. did i already write that? i honestly can't remember, but if i did it's all right 'cause that's how much i liked it. yay Garden State. maybe i should ask for the dvd for my birthday. OOH, maybe i should make an Amazon wish list and post a link to it on HERE so that the whole WORLD will have access to all the lovely things i want and don't need. hmm?

i apologize for the nonsensity of this entry. really, i do. and goodnight.

blueavenue at 3:49 a.m.

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