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Thu, September 8

Coldplay

Just got this email from Becs. I asked her if she could join me at spin tonight and this was her reply:

"As far as tonight, Alexis, I fell down on the sidewalk in front of Duane Reade heading home from work yesterday and had to get a stitch. Yep, that's right. One lousy stitch. So I won't be spinning tonight as I'm supposed to keep the wound "clean" and free of debris. Since I'm lazy, I'm going to consider sweat "debris". And although one stitch may seem medically insignificant, to quote the man who stepped over me tell the person on the other end of his cell phone conversation, "Dude, this girl just fell on her face for no reason.""

WHO GETS JUST ONE STITCH? (Who doesn't love Jerry?--Seinfeld)

Saw Coldplay last night. AWESOME! So rediculously awesome. Of course J was able to sneak us to the standing area, right by the stage. And by "sneak" I mean, he befriended an usher, and even showed our ticket to him, but we still were able to mozy on in.

There was so much energy, so much going on with the lights. Everyone was smiling and excited to be there. The band rocked out fully. My ears are still ringing though.

We tried to go to the 40-40 club (Jay Z's place) after, but it was completely dead. I did enjoy those swinging chairs they have, though.

Tonight. Is. The. Night. First episode of the O.C. When did I become a TV watcher? I have "shows" now. You know how people have "their show"? Like, something that they HAVE to watch and no other plans can interfere? That's what I'm like, for Laguna Beach, My Super Sweet Sixteen, and now, I am sure I will become obsessed with the O.C. But there is a reason I am watching all this TV--I need to stop going out to dinner all the time, and these shows will be my incentive to eat in. My visa bill was out of control this month. Kind of depressing. Kind of had an anxiety attack about it...And it isn't even like I was out buying new clothes! I bought nothing but some walking shoes this month! But its the eating that just adds and adds and adds up. Even cooking for one isn't going to do much to help...By the time you buy your veg, your starch, your meat, or what have you--it's like, fifteen dollars later! For one meal!

You can't win.

Next year, when I (supposedly, hopefully) move in with J, we will cook and cook and cook.

Posted by lexzog at September 8, 2005 03:33 PM

Comments

Hmmm and here I thought you had real tickets to section 2

Posted by: jewunit at September 8, 2005 10:41 PM

I can't believe you watch My Super Sweet Sixteen! But hey, I guess no one can believe I was addicted to Jessica Simpson and Nick Lachey's show "Newly Weds", either. There was a time I was addicted to "The O.C.", too. But that was the 1st season. Subsequent seasons have seriously been too painful to endure...

Bring back Six Feet Under!! Or Sex and the City! Why do all the good shows have to end??

Posted by: ThisRemindsMeoftheLondonUndergroun at September 9, 2005 02:05 PM

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