There's nothing like sitting around eating Ben and Jerry's and watching men's Olympic gymnastics to make you feel like a total loser fat ass. That's what G and I did Saturday night. Prior to that we saw "Garden State" which entailed trying not to cry in a packed stadium theatre for two hours. I wasn't sure if I was more saddened over the movie or spending 50 cents on 6 Skittles at the candy machines.

Today we went to a Fringe Festival play: Nicky Goes Goth. Totally hilarious, especially when Paris was screaming "Don't get fat, Nicky!!!" while shoving Doritos into Nicky's mouth as she flailed and screamed on the floor. I guess you had to see it....

W brought me back a KitKat Chunky M.A.X. from Canada. M.A.X. stands for "Maximum Appetite Xcitement" and boy they are not kidding. I ate this monstrous piece of candy in about 5 seconds flat. Imagine one piece of a KitKat, but 100 times the size. The chocolate was far better than on a "normal" KitKat.

LISTENING:

Shiloh Sound. My friend Bryon's band.