today's gossip

it's a big week, dear readers, and i'm exhausted. not to mention a lil' broke. don't worry about me, though, i'll eat just fine. hot dogs and ramen are cheap, right? and i have protein shake so that i don't lose weight. yeah, i'll be good. hot dogs, ramen, and protein shake. it'll be just like when i was 21 and spent that summer here with scott. only i'll do less drugs. and by drugs i mean tylenol. yes, that's the ticket. tylenol.

we had to go to out to dinner last night with the visiting bigwigs at this place that i would've never chosen to go on my own. mainly because the cheapest thing on the menu was what i ordered: a cobb salad that cost $23. that's right, $23. it was one of those irritating midtown restaurants that cater to businessmen on expense accounts and idiot tourists who don't know any better. all the people i was there with ended up ordering $50 pieces of fish. a la carte. i'm sorry, and it may just be because i'm southern, but i feel like for fifty bucks you should get an entree, a side, a salad, and some bread. not some piece of overdone fish sitting in the middle of a huge plate with "aioli" drizzled over it. we weren't on expense accounts, mind you--this was "dutch." did i end up spending $40 on a salad and coffee? yes, i did. is $40 the entire sum that i allow myself to spend in an entire weekend? yes, it is.

ramen noodles, hot dogs, protein shakes.

in better news, i'm going with amanda, scott, caryn (who, ahem, writes for MTV news), and paul to see THE GOSSIP at irving plaza tonight. now, i've written about this band just a couple of times before. because they're pretty incredible. hannah, their drummer, is killer. beth, the lead singer, blows her tits off like no one i've heard in her generation. and she's this big, fat lesbian who throws herself around the stage with more soul than sunday morning in black church. scott made me promise that we wouldn't be in the mosh pit because he's never been to a rock show before. he's been to madonna, sure. but this is kind of a different situation.

i just chuckled and told him what i've said for the last couple of years: my mosh pit days are over. now i get to venues and head straight for the balcony seats and watch all those crazy kids bumping into each other.