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:: Saturday, March 08, 2003 ::

it's my new thing

Last night i was inspired to throw all my dirty clothes into my big, green dufflebag and head out to the east village to a laundromat. Yup, friday night laundry is my new thing. It beats the hell out of overcrowded bars and clubs where you have to pay a cover just to end up paying $6 for a bottle of beer. Although i got a lot of weird stares on the subway, it was everything i hoped it would be - peaceful. Jess met me at the laundromat at around 9pm and we chatted while the suds did their thing. It was the most fun i've ever had doing laundry. Jess, after expresing dissatisfaction on the way i fold my jeans, got her hands into the mix and showed me what working a few part-time summers at The Gap can do. She got skillz! Haha.

After taking turns talking about what the goings-on in our lives were, we dropped off my april-fresh, static-free clothes at her apartment and then headed over to blockbuster to pick up a copy of The Ring on dvd and some junk food. I dunno if you guys have seen this movie yet, but it's pretty bone-chilling. It was a remake of a japanese cult-classic of the same name. Gotta admit, the first 15 minutes of it alone were enough to make Jess wanna turn it off! There were also those moments where i busted out my ghetto-movie theater impression, with witty remarks like "bitch, don't be goin' up them stairs!", and "You crazy ho, DIDN'T I TELL YOU NOT TO GO UP THOSE STAIRS?!!". And finally, "RUN, BITCH. RUN!!!".

The basic premise of the flick was this: you watch a videotape, you get a sudden phone call telling you have "7 days", then yo' ass gets trizzacked. So after the movie ended, which was around 2am, i was about to leave for home when i had the biggest urge to mess around with her head. I thought i'd wait about an hour's time and then give her home # a call. I'd be silent at first; not saying a thing. Then i'd simply whisper "seven days", and hang up on her ass. I didn't think i'd go through w/ it so before i left i told her my little prank and she got totally serious. The following is sorta how it went down:

Me: "Wouldn't it be fucking crazy if you got a random phone call, now that we just finished watching this movie?"
Her: "Don't say that".
Me: "I'm just saying, i know i'd be pretty spooked if i got an unknown call right about now".
Her: "If you call me i'm seriously going to be pissed."
Her: "I have to live alone in my apartment. I'm being serious, dave. Don't wake me up."
Me: (smiling)
Her: *screaming* "DON'T!!!!"

Man, the best part was after the movie when she says to me, "I didn't think it was quite as scary as people hyped it up to be. They were saying it's worse than exorcist or the shining". I laughed my ass off as i reminded her that she was curled up in a ball and had to watch the "scary parts" through her t-shirt b/c she swears it's not as scary when you watch through cotton. Gotta love those movies that get your heart pumpin'.

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