Saturday, April 30, 2005

Delivery For One, Please

Oh my fucking monkey I am at work on a Saturday and not even the thought of a comp day and forthcoming three day weekend is enough to break my heinously heinous mood.
I have four more hours before I can go home, crawl into bed and sleep until I decide it's acceptable to get up and then perhaps I'll carry myself to the movie theater to see a movie. I'd really like somone to start playing old 80's movies in theaters-- for example: Flight of the Navigator. CLASSIC MOVIE. Who doesn't love a cute little kid abducted by a one-man (or in this case, alien) crew aboard a whizzing alien ship that transports him all about the universe in blinks of an eye.
Also, I think Mannequin would be snazzy. I mean, Kim Catrall is all miss sexy pants now and she really hasn't aged much in 20 years (preternaturally preserved, anyone?) so men can drool over her lithe and limber fuckableness and women can smile at the cute goofiness that-- is it Andrew McCarthy that plays the lead male? -- exhibits.
Ugh. My head is fuzzy. I'm super hungry. Why did I not bring a lunch?

BECAUSE I WAS MORNING-STUPID WHEN I ROLLED OUT OF BED AT 7:42 AND REALIZED I HAD TO BE HERE BY 8 AM.

This is unacceptable. And this is truly one of the few times I honestly and urgently miss New York. BECAUSE GOD KNOWS IF I WAS HUNGRY AND LIVING IN NEW YORK, THERE'D BE FIVE THOUSAND DELIVERY BOYS BEATING DOWN MY DOOR.

I used to have Au Mandarin, 508 Cafe', and various random sushi bars on speed dial in my cell phone. I even had Joe at Carmel Car Service on speed dial (212.666.6666-- who can foroget THAT phone number?) who used send someone to come pick me up if I was too lazy to get a cab to the Natural History Museum because, yes, it was my favorite place to go and there was a tasty little cafe 2 blocks behind the museum that sold possibly the most butter-soaked and deliciously flaky croissants con queso y jamon that, right now, I'd give my left pinkee toe for.

But alas. I am in Little Rock. Which I'm glad to be. My life is better here. Due in part to the family close by and the friends within walking distance-- as opposed to 5-hour flight distance.

BUT DAMN I WISH PEOPLE ACTUALLY DELIVERED HERE.

AND NO, DOMINOE'S PIZZA DOES *NOT* COUNT

5 comments:

sqg said...

Great. Now you've made me hungry.
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Sorry that you're having to work on a Saturday.
Speaking of movies, just got back from seeing 'The Interpreter'. Really enjoyed it.

Oh, and yes, Sushi rocks!

whoa!! Another low flyby from a military jet. The Air&Sea Show is going on right now on Ft. Lauderdale beach.
It's going to be a loud afternoon. -lol

sqg said...

Oh, and yes. It was Andrew McCarthy. ;)

birdie said...

I was thinking of checking that out this weekend-- so far you're the fourth person today that's mentioned how good it is--- sooooo i think i'll take my chances. :)

meghansdiscontent said...

What was your crackheaded ass doing at work on Saturday???

Couldn't answer the call Thurs night because I was in a very drunken haze. Couldn't answer Fri because I was in a hangover stupor. Couldn't answer Sat because you didn't call.

Couldn't call back because my entire family has ascended from the ranks of hell upon my house. Literally "a curse upon your house". I'm sure one day they will reach loveable status again, but for now, I just want to rip at least two heads off.

How's Matthew? (speaking of loving family members)

Ron has abondoned me. He thinks my family is in the wrong and he would "tell them just that" were he around them . . . therefore he has been banished until Sunday afternoon cometh.

Jbsss said...

Consider yourself lucky you have dominoe's . I would kill for even that. We have NOTHING. Oh how I do miss any kind of delivery.