Sunday, August 29, 2010
I was just in the shower, and I recalled the time that Janeane Garofalo was on Stella, which was a really great show. I really liked Janeane Garofalo on it, because she was so absurd. Usually, she is the straight man, as opposed to the comic, and in Stella, she, like most people on that show, acted completely silly.
Then I got to thinking, and you know what, Janeane Garofalo is really cool. I mean, remember Wet Hot American Summer? Remember Steal This Movie? Remember Mystery Men? Yeah, she's awesome. I mean, I don't even really like her in that way, it's just, if I ever met her, I would really want her to think I was cool, because if someone as cool as Janeane Garofalo thinks you suck, then you've really crashed and burned.
I've been pretty on the lonely side as of late. I've been handling it a lot better than usual. Probably due at least in part to my not drinking anymore. After the events of this night I decided that I really needed to stop drinking. Usually, drinking is a nice and convenient way to sort of flush out all the anxiety and all-encompassing dreadful sadness that sometimes just sort of hits me like a bus. The thing is, I altogether too often try to get in contact with women in my life who have made it very clear they never want to talk again. Remember how like a paragraph I said that I'd just die if I met Janeane Garofalo and she thought poorly of me, well I wonder if that isn't also the case for some of my exes. Anyway, I haven't really talked to too many people about this, but I'm going back to being straight edge. So there you go.
Posted by Chuck Damage at 12:20 AM