'N' is for Neville, who died of ennui
I plan on doing great things one day. In the meantime, I have a job. And a 401k. And a blog.
Blacktable
Crazy, yet confident
Despair
Disgruntled Housewife
Explanation
Fhqwhgads
Fisticuffs
Fray
Homestar Runner
It's not the east or the west side
McSweeney's
My name is M.C. Menses and my flow be fresh
Sacreluscious
Schadenfreude
Sex sells
Straight Dope
Subservient Chicken
Teen Girl Squad!
Television Without Pity
The Onion
Where fun comes to die
People with whom I've had encounters
Ambrosia Placebo
(Grad school can suck sometimes.)
Chad in Paris
(Ever just wanted to sell everything you own and go to Paris and figure out where you're gonna live later? He did. So he did.)
Isaac's Blog
(Adventures of the Cutest Baby in the World)
It's not T.V. It's Dilley
(Never updates. Don't even bother visiting.)
Over the Edge
(naked hippie girl)
Hot Howard
Pongo
(Creations in clay)
Picture Poetry
(pongo minus pongo)
Dancin' Ladies
aah, sweet delirium
(akimbo)
American Mom
(Tales from suburbia.)
andiepants
(Things andie wants to do vs. things andie has to do)
Between the Forceps and the Stone
(Commune + good writing + big ideas = this blog)
Blue Poppy
(Opiate for the masses)
Bre Queen
(She has a job. I suspect it is boring.)
Classy Trash
(Rabid cubs fan. RABID.)
Come to the Dark Side-we have cookies
(Without motive)
Clit Happens
(Makes me laugh so hard)
ennui...and the postmodern condition
(My fucking twin)
Golly Gee Damn
(jolly bloody good damn and well)
Indecisively Malcontent
(Brutally honest)
Isobel Divine
(Thriftstore Apocalypse)
Jumperless
(I think "jumper" means "sweater". But I could be wrong)
Kentucky Fried Adventures
(Kentucky lawyer stuck in D.C. Hilarity ensues.)
Krissy Pants
(Frighteningly irresponsible)
Moose and Squirrel
(Constantly references Laura Ingalls Wilder)
Naked and Alive
(Best news source this side of CNN)
Not Well Planned
(Don't wear black jeans around her.)
Plain Old Regular
(Has been attacked by a hamster.)
Rants and Raves
(We all think it: she actually blogs it)
Sarcasmic
(Brave enough to openly hate Manheim Steamroller)
Seeking Irony
(Because sarcasm clashes with her outfit)
[She-Said-Hopefully]
(Actively in pursuit of the perfect vodka tonic.)
Sour Persimmons
(Notes on Urban Anthropology)
Tuna Girl
(has had over 15 jobs--gives me hope for my career)
Weird Curves
(Is gonna start knitting any minute now)
Vomitola
(like a kitten up a tree)
Big Boys
Almost Empty Musings
(Actually quite full.)
Blue Matrix
(Assimilate-Innovate)
Bob-O-Rama
(Insightful posts. And he seems quite taken with me)
Brain Fertilizer
(A Republican who actually enjoys my blog)
Eat a Peach for Love
(hotels and toblerone and windows and masturbation and jim morrison and just read it)
Filipino-American Splendor
(Experiences vagina envy.)
Head Wide Open
(Has great taste in music, inspirational images, many lists)
John Stakes' Diary
(WWJD? Shit on their windshield?)
johnny is a man / and he's bigger than you...
(New wave and chicken-flavored air conditioning.)
No Milk Please
(Queer musings in a dairy-free world. With excellent writing.)
NoFo
(Runs along the lake, has the best Jesus links ever)
Nothing...How About You?
(an examined life)
I am the Soren Davis
(no more dignity?)
Spooky Jon
(Crazy for My So-Called Life)
Upsidedown Hippopotamus
(really very quite good blog)
Whiskey Tango
(Has stong opinions about Ronald Regan and porn)
Exotic Foreigners
4466
(News and tarot and assorted other things, occasionally in languages I don't understand)
Honestly, I'm Sober
(He's actually drunk. And British.)
Mictlan
(Smokes the way everyone should.)
MJ's Funkified Friends
(Get the dirt off of her shoulder. Seriously.)
nigglin doubts
(doesn't believe in capitalization)
The Truth About Bert
(Truth is, he's a sick fuck.)
Three Beautiful Things
(Good to read on a bad day.)
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Evan and I held auditions today. And they sucked. Because we need to cast six people in this show, and that is exactly how many people showed up. And one of them sucked. And one of them had major scheduling conflicts. And not enough of them were girls.
So we have placed a frantic call to some actor friends to see if they can come through for us in a pinch, but if they don't Evan and I have to decide what to do with this show. Cut out all the lady sketches? Cast myself as one of the ladies, thus creating a weird situation where I am directing/acting simultaneously? Say "fuck it" and not do the show altogether and instead use the theater space we have rented as a forum to read aloud my greatest blog entries?
We do not know. I suppose we should have done more recruiting for actors. But I put an ad on craigslist and everything.
The worst part: when it became pretty obvious that no one else was showing up, one of the actors auditioning was thoughtful enough to ask me, "Is this all the people auditioning?" And because I didn't want to let him know that he and everyone else there were automatically in the play because they showed up, I lied. I told him that we were having more auditions later today. With other people.
Then he asked me what time, because his friend had wanted to audition but couldn't but would be able to stop by in the evening. And then I had to say, "Um...yeah...it's a, um, closed audition. But, yeah...we'll call you if we'd still like to see him." And that was powerful awkward. Powerful.
A note to the kids: don't lie. Because then people ask you follow-up questions and you feel like an ass.
The best part: a young man auditioned for Evan and I that I immediately got a huge non-sexual crush on. Like, I don't want anything to do with his junk, but I do want him to bring me cookies and show me pictures of his childhood. And I felt kinda guilty about this, but then I showed Paul all of the headshots of the auditionees and, when he came across the picture of this same dude, he exclaimed, "He is adorable. He is an adorable man. I just want to pinch his cheeks." So Paul and I decided, if the play goes on, we will be adopting this young man as our new, non-sexual boyfriend. We will tossle his hair and take him to concerts and try to make him date one of our single friends so as to take the creepy edge off the whole thing.


kitty says: "Every time you masturbate...God kills a kitten. Please, think of the kittens."
puppet says: "I was framed for child abuse!"
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