Tuesday, August 26, 2008

keeping birthdaying

Here's M and I, with our pilot, Stan. He bought us...maybe a million drinks. He liked us medium, and paid for us all night. Thanks, Stan.












Here's Marilyn and I, in the t-shirts we won playing Bingocean.
















It's like Bingo, but you yell "OCEAN!". Once, M yelled "OCEAN", even when she didn't really win, because it's hard to tell if you won because they announced the numbers in Spanish.


The bartender was Javier. He got us a million drinks also, some of them were on fire.

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Later we went to a different place, where there were dogs.

birthday rico



So far, birthday 2k8 has included airplane rides, casinos, and waterslides.

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Also, I got a lesson in "weird drinks flight attendants mix and steal from airplanes":

Monday, August 25, 2008

NJ Transit

Riding a train across New Jersey is like surveying a failed SimCity experiment, where someone just put all the ugly parts together, and that's all you get to see. I know there's nicer parts, I've been to a couple, but this train ride seems to just confirm every stereotype I've heard, and darken my day.
I got my iPod to work better (more “on land” than “underwater” sound), and spent most of the train ride wondering if MIA has any place in New Jersey. Would you even bother listening to it if you lived in the (worst maybe) suburbs, or would it just make you nostalgic for things going on in cities so nearby? I tried Hayden instead, and wonder if his mom and dad 1. listen to his albums, 2. are proud of him and/or pretend to like his albums 3. bother to consider his songs about (very) young girls and what it could mean.
Do parents listen to albums?

Edited to add an apology that my sentence structure is (in general) so bad (or at least complex) that it makes most things I write almost unreadable. Airplanes/airports now.
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f.o.l.c.p. at Fluid

About Friday

Dear Dave P,
Why is it that at most parties you've thrown at Fluid, I end up falling on my head? I'm quitting Click (again). Don't FREEEEEAAK OUT!!!!!!!!!!!! or anything.
Sincerely,
Sue


Dear Danny Platt,
You were a mess too. Thanks for all the sweaty hugs. Also, I'll consider your advice, but with gallons of salt.
Love,
Sue

Conrad,
Thanks for money, taxi, saving me from certain demise.
Your neighbor,
Sue

Alex,
Oh man. Sorry I was such a mess.
Sue

Marilyn,
Here's a picture of you I found on my camera the next day.
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You looked like Lily Allen that night I guess. I'm really excited that we're going to Puerto Rico tonight.
Your roommate,
Sue

Friday, August 22, 2008

rock out

Last night I went to the movies with a million Kolos. The midnight offerings were Deathrace (which you probably won't read a review about here), House Bunny (that one with the girl from "Girls Next Door"), and the Longshots (about that Mexican little league team that stars Rico from Hannah Montana). So, we opted for an earlier showtime, and saw the Rocker.
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It was like a really long music video for a band you didn't care about at all - a music video that cameoed Gob Bluth and sampled the Final Countdown.
That's all I've got. I had a little medicine in me.


Edited to add:
The best part was when they mentioned everyone's favorite actor:
"Maybe she means Matt LeBlanc, from tv's 'the Friends'?"

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

sms = txt

I like Sarah because I get texts like this,

"Fyi. The stupid wig girl in pants 25 is real life dating tobias 44"

and know immediately what she means.

Woody Allendovar

Our top two movies to see yesterday were either Henry Poole is Here and Vicky Christina Barcelona. After reading a review that compared HP to Touched By an Angel, and another that claimed "if you love Lifetime movies, Hallmark cards, and the Bible, then you'll love Henry Poole" - we decided to go with Woody.

SPOILERZ!
There's these two girls who are bff, and they go to....Barcelona! Brown Hair (Vicky) just wants to date and get married to a regular boy, and Christina can't date anybody 'cause she's totally insatiable, and doesn't like anybody enough. They meet this boy, they both sleep with him (separately), and then the Christina gets married to her nice boyfriend, and Christina dates and breaks up with New Boy and his ex-wife (because she's chronically dissatisfied). Everyone ends up where they started.
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Anyway, it was better than Match Point and Scoop and all that...I think. Not super amazing, and had weird, campy narration, awkward dialog, the question of the Importance of Art and too much Spanish guitar, but it was alright. You should go see it if you want to see ScarJo and P Cruz make out in a dark room.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

n + l

Last night we went to see Man on Fire. PSYCH! Man on Wire.
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Aside from a couple dumb devices (reenactments, and this weird thing with a curtain) they used, it was really great.
The best parts are how they have to sneak into these buildings and be super stealth about everything, and that they do it even though they get arrested every single time.
The worst part is how they never address how these kids afford (financially) to spend all their time building WTC models, hanging out in fields giving each other piggy back rides, flying back and forth from Paris to New York, and duping highly trained American security guards.

After the movie, we had a quick drink at the Khyber, where Nikki told us she's trying to grow her nails out.
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Conrad told her, "girls worry about the wrong things. Boys never care about fingernails or eyelashes". True?

Monday, August 18, 2008

8YPDR (update)

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Here's a picture of Matt and me. If you look closely, you can see the where some of the teeth I'm missing are supposed to be! Awesome!

halfsie mermaid

At the beginning, this blog was supposed to be .333 about Marilyn's outfits.

Here's a good one from this weekend.
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Half mermaid prom dress, half terrycloth bootyshorts. Pretty good.

prom, telephones, bridge

1. Prom was great, good job Marilyn.
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A million pictures on my flickr, a million more on my camera.
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2. At prom, someone took my (better) phone (bad). So, I activated my (worse) old phone, and find out I'm eligible for a new phone next month (good). I look at new phones, and they are all UGLY (bad). I liked my old phone.

3. We played bridge 'til 5am Saturday night (it's the new going out), then woke up and started again on Sunday. Yikes.

going up

(Three people enter the elevator car - two men in their fifties and me. We all turn to face the doors of the elevator. Somehow, we're all headed to the 18th floor).

Man 1: (to Man 2, with whom he is a casual acquaintance) "How's life treating you?"

Man 2: (looks to confirm whether Man 1 is speaking to him, or to me)

Man 1: "I'm not talking to her - she's twelve and half! Life's treating her great!"

Me: "Kind of".


end.

Friday, August 15, 2008

asl

Hi, I write the boringest blog about food I ate and what I'm doing during the day. Here's a message I got today:

From: ontherock5 (ontherock5)
To: susanliedke
Date: 08/15/08, 10:28:48
Subject:

Message: your name intrigued me . . .
male 46 . . . houston . . . :-)


This was on itsyourturn.com, where I'm playing Othello (I mean "Reversi"), Stratego (I mean "Sabotage"), Pente, and Battleship (oh, "Battleboats") against Rob.

I can't decide of ontherock5 is a creep trolling for girls who like to play games or what. But I guess I should stop using my actual name as my username. For everything. It's too intriguing.

bellyache

I just ate a bag of Nacho Cheese Combos. Not one of these little 1 oz bags,
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no, a big bag. Seven servings. Of Combos. I might be an even grosser person than Amanda.

8YPDR

(Eight year prom date reunion, preface)
Tonight is prom at 607, and I reunite with Matt Tice. We went to prom together in 2000 at Buffalo City Honors, where we were the the most punk rock couple there (minus that one weird 28 year old haggard girl who was someone's date. She was def more punk than us). As I remember, we might have skipped the dinner part of prom to go to the Backstage Pub. I think we mostly went to have our picture taken. Black girls really liked us.
(imagine really good picture that I can't find with mohawks and peircings and studded belts here)

Oh, and:
Sorry to disappoint, (I know you were looking forward to my super astute observations) but we didn't go see Tropic Thunder last night. Here's a pre-emptive review - "This movie was fine, but the target audience is big assholes that I don't really want to be in a theatre with again."
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Thursday, August 14, 2008

up+coming

Here's some things you can look forward to hearing about on this blog in the future:

1. Prom
In case you haven't been paying attention, Marilyn is going all out bttw about it.
Sneak peek:
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There was a little confusion about where it was going to be (sorry JW and co) but looks like we'll be promming at 607, as planned.

Also worth noting, I might venture into the world of make-up that night. Yikes.

Get a date, pick up some drinks, get your hair did, and I'll see you there at eleven pm, this friday night.

2. No Meatember
My friend Nikki and I are going to quit meat next month, just to see how it goes. I know Rob did this recently without incident, so I figured I could too. Last night our friend made us this super great fried tofu. I think I can do it, but will probably celebrate the end of the month with that $33 cheeseburger from Brassarie Perrier.

3. (I want there to be a) Trip to Korea
to visit Sarah, but it doesn't look good. Continental doesn't fly there? I can't imagine why.

4. Venn Diagrams
Conrad is supposed to make me a venn diagram of mean things he wants to say about me. I think he might be all talk, but if he does follow through, and if the content doesn't make me too sad/mad, I'll post it.

5. A review of Tropic Thunder
People protested this movie yesterday at the Riverview, because they use the word "retard" too often I guess. It's probably terrible, we're going tonight.

mystery texts

So, this morning I got this text, about friendship.
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Fake friends never ask for food. Real friends are the reason you have no food. Fake friends call your parents mrmrs. Real friends call your parents momdad.Fake friends bail you out of jail and tell you wat you did was wrong. Real friends would sit next to you sayin. . Dam. . We f*cked up. But that sh*t was fun! Fake friends hav never seen you cry. Real friends cry with you! Fake friends will leave you behind if that's what the crowd is doing. Real friends will kick the whole crods ass that left you. Fake friends are for awhile. Real friends are for life. Fake friends will talk shit to other person who talk shit about you. Real friends will knock them the f*ck out. Fake friends will ignore this. Real friends will send this to all there real friends and hope to get it back. If you get this then your a real friend so send this to 10 of yourclosest friends!
<3 [sic]


I guess the real mystery is WHO DID THIS COME FROM?
This much is clear: sender is my real friend, sender is either ironic or a big weirdo, sender is from Tonawanda, NY (I did a reverse number lookup). I realize I could just write back with a "who are you?" text, but I think that might get me bumped off his or her "10 closest friends" list.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Korea-pants

My best friend really wanted to see Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2: Lost Pants for her birthday. Because I like Sarah, we went. One last hurrah before Korea.

Some things you should know:
the pants are actually magical. When you put them on, "miracles" are supposed to happen. If you get over them, and don't put them on (basically f.d.ing your friends), good things don't happen to you. You'll probably lose your boyfriend. When you DO put them on, you'll get that missed period or find out that your grandmother DOES love you. This is the kind of movie this was.

Probably the MOST magical thing is that these pants fit all of these girls.
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Possible best line:
Tibby: (referencing the broken condom that will cause her to dump her bf and spiral into a deep depression that could probably have been avoided by just getting the d.a. pill or a pregnancy test) "Are you sure it was a real one?"

SPOILER:
Babysister/boyfriend stealer loses the pants, but the girls find the color of the sky and the ocean an acceptable subsitute, realising they make their own happiness. THEY DIDN'T NEED THE PANTS AFTER ALL.

Monday, August 11, 2008

a bad-good sandwich

So, for those of you who've been following, I broke my face:
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As of today I've officially given up on my insurance helping me at all, so I took the next available time slot at the dental school at Penn, so I can start getting new teeth in my head.

October 21. 1:30 pm. Yes, that is two and a half months away. This is probably why my real dentist told me I'll need ten years to fix my teeth.

Better news:
On Saturday, I got to go pick up my scooter. After six weeks I was lucky I could still remember how to drive it.
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Also, Sarah is in town, on a sort of farewell tour.

Less fun:
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Babycat has gone back home. His mom called, and Marilyn relinquished him. It was fun while it lasted, but MLB is pretty happy he's gone I think.

nine o'clock (or "guess who sent it, vol 1")

9:04
Babygirl i am too drunk for nine o'clock. Please take my texts with a grain of salt.

9:13
Susan we are dating
embrace it

(there's more)

GIANT Batman and Kev-cost

Melmar and I went to see Keven Costner and company's Swing Vote.
It was terrible. Aside from the premise (for those of you who don't know - the presidental election has come down to one uninformed schmuck's vote, and both candidates try to woo him!) and the unbearable four minute KC monologues extolling the virtues of civic responsibility, there were also four conversations that went like this:

Bud: (in defiance of his daughter's attempts to better his life) "FINE!"
Molly: (in resignation) "fine!"
Bud: (usually with a sigh, much quieter now) "fine."

Four times.
There was one good part though - upon learning that Bud might be pro-life, the democratic candidate makes a pro-life ad. It's him on a playground, with a million little kids playing in the background, and as he starts talking about the abomination of abortion, the kids keep exploding into puffs of black smoke, some leaving a trail of soot as the go down the slide.

People shouldn't star in movies they produce, which is why we also have three branches of government.

After that movie I watched Catch Me If You Can, where Leo D is so handsome,
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After that we finally went see Dark Knight in IMAX. It was Really Big.

3 things

New blog, it's about 3 things:

1. Movie reviews
2. Drunk texts from boys
3. Marilyn's outfits