i love 'love ludlow'

i was an introvert (for quite possibly the first time in my life) and stayed home last night--all alone--and ordered a pay per view movie on my boyfriend's cable. For some reason it brings me great joy to order things under other people's names. it makes me laugh uncontrollably...like right now i am giggling all by myself at gachet coffee lounge, and the dude across from me just looked up from his computer and rolled his eyes...to that i say, 'eff you poser. my apple is a 14 incher and your's is only 12!'

i think i'm tickled b/c in three weeks i see the following thing happening: ray will get home from a long day at work and get on the computer to pay his societal dues...he's freakishly organized (opposites attract, right?), so he'll actually review all the activities on each of his accounts...even HIS CELL PHONE. Anyhow, he'll get to his cable bill and will suddenly be confused. Perplexed, he'll be all, 'what the fuck, man. who ordered 'love ludlow'...he'll go to each of this roommates and accuse them of this, and they'll be all, 'i don't know what you're talking about.' and then he'll call me and i'll say it wasn't me, i don't live there anymore. and then i'll hang up and laugh and laugh because i'm sneaky.

i used to do this in high school before the invention of cell phonage. i would be at a random kegger and i would sneak into a random bedroom and call my friends who had already gone off to college and lived somewhere else. it parallels the same thrill i mentioned above...

i realize this makes me unethical. but i choose to live in an unethical manner most the time, so why you buggin? and though this has been a repeated pattern in my life--being a sneaky liar--it does not mean that everytime something shows up on a bill that is questionable, that it is MY fault.

for instance, there was a HUGE controversy in the dumont house circa 1991. i believe it concerned a $49 charge to 1-800-NEW-KIDS...of course, my mother slapped me with the blame; cayce was perfect, and leah was the itty-bitty baby.

yet, interestingly enough, i did not do this. i would admit it 15 years later, trust me...but it wasn't me.

so i would like to take this moment to challenge LEAH to come clean. just do it, bageah. you know you wanted to stick your adolescent tongue down donnie's throat...

anyhow, i originally began writing this blog entry to encourage you all to watch 'love ludlow'...it's a GREAT movie...really quirky and somewhat dimented...it's about a twenty something girl from queens (the girl who played becky from roseanne stars--she looks great, she lost a ton of weight and was poignant and believable in this role...) who lives with her 'special needs' brother: ludlow. i think he is either a functioning autistic or a sever OCD/ADHD case. She meets a man named Reggie at a job she takes (played by the dude who played Steve--Miranda's man--in 'Sex and the City').

A series of events happen and each character slightly changes, growing through thier interactions with one another. I like movies like this--where the characters achieve one small realization of themselves...b/c change happens slowly, and only sometimes do we actually modify who we are...

so check it out. if you do, i will swear not to ever order anything under your name, i promise...

or do I?

Comments

[leah dumont]

i did not call the new kids hot line. i always thought it was liberty for some reason or maybe mandy. i did however call the physic line which i fessed up to. the physic was right though, the first thing she said was, "whoa you have alot of females living in your house!" (notice my use of quotations, impressive huh)

[lisa]

It was me.haahahahahaahaaha Syke!

[LisaLisa]

I hope you are not still paying for this blog site.