I'm still reeling a little from the small claims hearing and I'm irritated that I don't have a judgment yet. Every time I think about that jerk I just get all burned up inside and frustrated.
I just finished a tiny project for Barbra. That's Ms. Streisand, if you're nasty.
That's me, rubbing elbows with the pets and websites of the rich and famous. I'm in like Flynn. Any day now I'm sure to get the call. Steven Spielberg will need me for a consultation. Leonardo DiCaprio will beg me to co-star in his next blockbuster. I will, of course, turn him down. All this attention is a given when you're living in Los Angeles. Some say you can't swing a dead cat without hitting a celebrity in this town. Well, they're wrong. You have to chuck live ones out the car window while running stop signs through Beverly Hills. Not everyone knows that.
T. put it all in perspective by saying, "I wonder if Barbra knows that her website designer is putting her pages together in a tiny apartment, sitting on a folding chair on Thanksgiving."
Why don't you go and see her site. It's nothing too special in regards to what I can do but it's there. They wanted something very simple, using that font and using the colors grey and burgundy. And, I only had a day to put it together. C'est la vie.
T. and I had a fairly uneventful Thanksgiving. I worked most of the day and somewhere around lunch time we set out to buy me a desk chair. Of course, everything was closed. I also wanted to buy some books I had seen at Restoration Hardware. So, we went over to Century City Mall and everything was closed. I told him that we should do all of our shopping on the holidays so that we could window-shop and save money.
We strolled around the mall which is an open-air mall and was really quite pleasant. There were lots of people there for it being closed. The movie theatre and some of the food places were open so I guess that was the draw.
Came home empty-handed and I set back to work on my computer and I have no idea what T. did. Lazed, I guess.
Round about five o'clock we began foraging for food. Not much to eat in the fridge. We set out in the car to prowl the mean streets of L.A. in search of an open restaurant. The streets were deserted.
Actually, I should clarify. The streets weren't deserted. There were at least twenty or thirty cars wherever we were but in L.A. that's nobody. We have become desensitized to the crowding. We considered looting but that's so gauche in this age of the car chase.
We ended up at Mo's, an "Irish" pub in Playa Del Rey. They had Thanksgiving specials and T. and I had the $5.95 turkey drumstick, mashed potatoes and gravy, white meat, ham slice, yams and stuffing plate. Chased with a pitcher of Mickey's. It was pretty darn good. We didn't cook turkey dinner because neither one of us wanted to undertake it and it would have been too much food. I mean, how do you make two cups of stuffing? You don't.
Afterwards we played three rousing games of pool and then went home. T. watched the Peacemaker and I fell asleep in his arms. It's sick how in love we are.
Last year we were apart at this time. I was still up in Portland and he was down here. I think I had dinner with my ex-friend Jessica and her family, and her boyfriend and her ex-boyfriend and some friends of said family. We all got pretty drunk and told dirty jokes until late in the evening. It was a good time.
The year before that? I think T. and I went out for steak dinners. And the year before that he and I went to my grandfather's in Seattle. I don't know what I think about Thanksgiving as a holiday. Sometimes it can be a real pain in the ass. I like the idea of holidays, though. I've never been overly-cynical about any of them. I used to hate Christmas but that was more psychological than a revolt against consumerism. It's nice to take a nationally-recognized pause in our lives to reflect.
My favorite Thanksgiving has to be at the beginning of my Sophomore year in college when myself and a bunch of "orphans" from my sorority house stayed in town and made dinner. I think there were five of us and we holed up at the home of an older girl who was going home for the holidays. We went all out and made everything. We ended up sleeping late on Thanksgiving day and so didn't eat until 9 p.m. that night. But, everything was sooooo good and I swear that's the best turkey I've ever had.
I hope you had a nice Thanksgiving or at least a nice Thursday. Wasn't it a lovely Thursday?
Two movies to go see soon: A Bug's Life and Meet Joe Black. T. and I saw both of these this past week and loved them. Meet Joe Black is a little on the long side but it didn't feel as long as Titanic. The storyline was interesting and it made T. and I really think about our lives.
A Bug's Life is really good. It's funny and the characters were done well. I thought it would just be tedious after seeing Antz but it wasn't. A tip: don't leave right when the credits start rolling because there's a surprise.
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