the surprise at the end of this blog

I hung out with the ex today. I just went over to work on his computer and help him with some school stuff. I also gave him a ride to the skate park and then to a job interview. Of course he got a bit buzzed and we got in a fight towards the end. I was also tempted to sleep with him, mostly out of habit than anything else. Plus he was dressed up for a job interview. It left me with an icky feeling, one that I couldn't pinpoint until I dropped him off. I guess it's just to soon. I am so going to see Mamma Mia!!!! For those of you who don't know about Mamma Mia it was a broadway musical written around Abba songs, much like "Across the Universe", although I don't know if that one was ever on Broadway. I'm not really what you would call a girly-girl, but I have my moments. Musicals are one of them. My secret-oh-so-special dream is to be in a spontaneous dance number. One that is not planned nor choreographed, but everyone seems to know the same moves. I could die happy. I watched the shit out of "Chicago". My favorite song from that one is "Mr. Cellophane":

Shoulda been my name
Mr. Cellophane
Cause you can look right through me
Walk right by me
And never know I'm there

The reason I bother to illuminate that fact is most women prefer "He had it coming". I also really like Grease, Annie, A Chorus Line,  to name a few. I still haven't seen "All that Jazz" which I'm really psyched for because the choreography for the video "Cold Hearted Snake" by Paula Abdul was lifted directly from it. Watch it sometime and you'll see why Paula was actually a star, and it ain't her magical pipes. It's her stems. Man that girl can dance, and those moves! They don't make em like that anymore. "All That Jazz" is not a new one, it came out in the 70's, I just haven't seen it.

Last night I watched Mr. Mom again. GOD I love that movie. Few people know it but it's a John Hughes flick, and it's f'ing funny.

Looking forward to Friday, although I have to pick up one of the Czech's on Saturday at, like, midnight (visiting scientists that I will be working with). That should put a bit of a damper on my weekend.

I will sign off now, but before I do, as promised, is a surprise. Behold in all it's glory:
My old Nose
Courtesy of Tami Galvin