Hello and Welcome Back folks.

Hello - It's been a long time since I have blogged and I mean really blog and not just provided the googling Strokes fans with the lastest Strokes' updates.

Let's see why I haven't I blogged in so long. Let's do a top ten list of reasons why. And in no particular order, other than the order I thought of them, here are MY TOP TEN REASONS WHY I HAVEN'T BLOGGED:

1. I have a serious boyfriend and have settled down.

2. All of my friends have more or less settled down and the original theme of "What Are We Gonna Do Now?" has lost it's meaning.

3. I don't hate my job anymore. I used to come to work hungover all the time and I wasn't into my job, so I would just sit there and blog to pass time. Now I have a job that I love and I don't come to work that hungover anymore.

4. I don't have a computer at home with the internet. I don't live with the mammal and her Mac anymore. I don't even have a computer anymore, so I don't blog much when I am home. In fact, I don't even use my iPod anymore. I should be getting a new Apple MacBook soon, so hopefully, I can continue this blog resurgence.

5. Everyone and their mother has a blog and thinks their blog is better than yours when really they all are equally nonimportant in the great scheme of things.

6. Blogs are so 2004.

7. I never had ads and didn't make any money from my blog.

8. Got worried that people were internetstalking me.

9. I just started school and should be spending all my free time writing scripts.

10. The only people that find my blog online are 14 year olds from Europe or Australia who are looking for photos of Julian Casablancas' wife, Juliet and want to see her picture and then leave comments about how jealous they are and how much they hate her.

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As for me, I have been going out less, spending more quality time with Matt, doing schoolwork and chainsmoking my way to cancer.

Friday night, Matt and I went to see the Science of Sleep because the trailers were so amazing. And I loved Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. I also love music video directors turned film directors. And there was a Strokes song in the trailer (ah, I never change.) Anyways, Matt and I got in this stupid arguement (if you can even call it that)because the 7:30 show was sold out and he didn't want to wait until 9:30, but I didn't want to see any of the other films at E Street. I just really had my heart set on the Science of Sleep and I don't take disappointment well. So finally after 20 minutes of stupid discussion, we decided to buy tickets for the 9:30 and go to Harry's and have some drinks.

With a nice buzz, we went over to the movie. I hate stadium seating. I don't like being so far away and high up from the screen. It's not the intended way to watch a movie in the theatre. So we sat in the front section of regular seats. Of course, the most annoying girl in the theatre sat next to me. She laughed the entire time; either a laugh out loud like it was the funniest thing she had ever seen or a giggle or she quietly laughed at herself.

The movie did not live up to my expectations. It was visually beautiful, but the story wasn't the mindfuck that it could be. It wasn't like Eternal, where at the end, you just sit back and think omg, that's was amazing. There definitely great moments in the film, Stephane's inventions are fabulous. And Gael Garcia is a beautiful man and Charlotte Gainbourg is beautiful (the daughter of Jane Birkin and Serge Gainsbourg) and she wears this cute handmade knit sweater and smokes cigs and drinks from a mug with two hands. I liked Stephane's boss, Guy (he's punk.) I wanted a mindfuck and this was more of a showboat of Gondry's art. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing, but I just know that it's going to be everyone's favorite film when it has nothing to offer other than artsy sets and "cool hipster" characters. I didn't hate it and I'm trying not to bash. I just wanted more from this film.

Yesterday, Matt and I went to see my family in Baltimore for Rosh Hashana. I feel bad because Matt had to take the day off and which means that he is working today on Sunday. :-( But we had fun. I actually love hanging out with my mom. She is the funniest person in the world and I think my parents are so cute. I wish that I couldn have spent more time with them or that I saw them more often.

Last night was the Hard Tomorrows cd release show at DC9. The place was packed and they sounded fantastic as always. It was also Charlie, new bassist's first show. I still need to be formally introduced to Charlie, since I am the HTs superfan and plan to quit my job (or take a sabbatical) when the HTs go on tour opening for the Strokes. I could make a cutting-edge tout documentary of this journey. Fucking pipedream. After the show, I sat and chatted with Caroline and Kate (newest Hobartian) and chainsmoked and sipped my Bud. Caroline left because she felt like she was in a box. Then shortly thereafter, Matt and I left because he had to work at 8 the next moring.

We stopped at Velvet on our way home, which Caroline said feels like a coffin. At Velvet, we spent a few short moments with Liz, Wes and Mark. Wes and Mark have wonderful matching beards. And Liz has a cute new haircut and wore a red velvet shirt to the Velvet Lounge. Matt drinks for free at Velvet after the whole in the wall/face in the sidewalk debacle. So he had one yummy Schlitz and then we left, only to get into the worst cab ride ever.

We have the worst luck. We always get these amazing cab drivers on the way to the bar - they take the short routes and have good conversation with us. But on the way home, they have never been to Mount Pleasant or they talk so much on their cellphones that they don't listen to us. Last nite, we should have known as soon as we got into the cab. The driver had his seat pushed all the way back like he was driving around Compton and should have had his car bouncing. He had no clue where Mt. Pleasant was and when we told him, he said that he would just take his way, but since he didn't know where Mt P was, he just took our way. Then he missed the little turn toward Mt P Street and made the illegal left turn onto Lamont. Then when we got out at 7-11, and asked him how much, he didn't say anything and then said $15. For some reason, I didn't yell like I ususally do. I should have because our cab ride there was $8 and we didn't cross the zone line on the way back. Anyways, matt just wanted to get out so he gave him a $20 and we got out. Stupid, yes, but we designed a new plan for riding in cabs. Before, we get into a cab next time, we are going to say Mt Pleasant before we even get in and if the driver questions it for even one second, we will just wait for another cab. Because I'm sick of fucking asshole cab drivers stealing my fucking money!

Right now I am watching the documentary on Barry Goldwater. I love these types of documentaries. I think I am going to try to make one, maybe for my thesis. I am waiting for my girls to get ready to go to Pharmacy Bar. And then Liz and I are supposed to go to the Infoshop, but she is hungover, so I don't know if we will make it. I also have to write my scene/sequence outline today and work on my character developments. I like Sundays. I need to do laundry.

Wow, I forgot how much I love blogging. It's like blah blah blah listen to me as I ramble about bullshit that goes on in my life.