Chinese Pizza

Forgot to mention that Mary Ann and I made my newer dream pizza a reality recently. Chinese Pizza! It was basically a pizza crust with teriyaki sauce (is that Chinese even?) and then the toppings were bamboo shoots, water chestnuts, baby corn and...actually that was it. We were impressed that we even made it and it was pretty okay but extremely salty. Then we never ate the leftovers and threw it away. Still, a lot of my imaginary pizzas are no longer imaginary so I feel good.

Ow, my eyeballs

So it turns out I am awake at 4:30 am on a Thursday. If you know me at all this should not be remotely surprising, but it is a bit lonely. Usually I like a good chunk of Fran time (aka spider solitaire/internet time) in my day, but as of now I would have to say it's pretty boring. Uhhh. So I have decided that the best job ever would be to be a comedy writer for tv. Mostly I get this feeling whenever I watch way too much 30 Rock and think I could get away with being a slightly less prude Liz Lemon. I have slowly been losing my interest in reading for long stretches of time and replaced that with an obsession for television and HBO programming which I deem superior. I have watched the Sopranos entirely through three times, but I still love it when Chris says "dissentary" when he means to say "dissent" and the way Pauly tells a joke and then says "Did you hear that? He said (. . .) and I said (. . .)", laughs and repeats the same joke to an audience that could obviously hear him the first time. I especially love Chris' intervention when Sil says "One day I arrived at work to open up, your head was in the toilet. Your hair was in the toilet water. Disgusting." And then they beat the shit out of him, which I know is totally not cool at an intervention, because I also watch that show. Basically, I am way more interested in tv than I am in 18th and 19th century English novels. However, I think television is arguably literature and there are a lot of shitty books out there that I don't feel the need to read and discuss at the moment. I also care a lot about Psychopaths. I mean, fuck them, but at the same time I am so in awe! No fear, superb manipulation skills, "superficial and glib" and there are probably so many successes out there that will never even go to prison. All I really have to say to psychopaths is "you go girl!" (or boy) But I also want to avoid them at all costs because they would totally suck me in and somehow convince me to give them all my furniture.


Sorry about this. I should go to bed and also graduate soon.