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2002-12-14 - 12:11 a.m. i love the way everyone in my life has eventually gotten used to the fact that i shriek and moan at really random times. i just do it every time i remember something bad or embarrassing; weird conversational faux pas; etc. i am sitting at the computer, occasionally emitting yelps, and my brother doesn't even ask anymore. that's love. one thing that i had forgotten about new york is the torrential rain. the other day, my pants got soaked--literally soaked, like i'd just gotten out of the shower--on my bike ride to the train station. so once i got to manhattan, i went to a laundromat near my work & took my pants off (i was wearing a peacoat that covered my ass). the lady working there shrieked, "DO YOU HAVE PROBLEMOS?" at me, but then i guess realized what was happening & smiled at me sympathetically after that. so i'm standing in the middle of the laundromat, with no pants, trying to maintain the proper manhattan la-de-dah attitude. a giggly gay man went up to me & said, "this is SO FUNNY. i thought this kind of thing only happened in commercials!" it was unnerving, because he was the second person in 2 days to compare me to a commercial. have i sold out without knowing it? oh well. i'll never be as bad as britney spears, who, i hear, made her concert-goers chant "pepsi! pepsi! pepsi!" which is the creepiest thing i've heard in a little while. yeah, standing in a laundromat, pantsless; it was the most fun & cute thing that's happened to me in a while. yes, i know i'm pathetic, yes, yes.
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