i spent this weekend atop a pillar, meditating on my failure (unwillingness?) to leave the house, much less get a haircut this weekend.

i also learned that my girlfriend is jealous of a 34 year old lesbian. i'm somewhat flattered. but also a little puzzled. and frankly, more than a little amused. most importantly, i am reminded of something i had not thought of in quite some time. a long time ago, i had a very very bad roommate whose girlfriend once chased him around a table with a broken bottle in a fit of jealous rage. he claimed that he was "flattered that she cared". the mentally deranged do not make good roommates. the mentally deranged do not do dishes. the mentally deranged do not pay their share of the bills. the mentally deranged use your apartment as a long-term storage facility after they "move out". the mentally deranged vomit into trashcans and then wait around for a day or two to see if anyone else will clean it up first so they don't have to. the mentally deranged also do not wear socks.

on a sock-related note: i like socks. i got some socks as a gift yesterday. these socks are very comfortable, which is a plus. they also say THÖRLOS on the back, right about where my Achilles tendon is. this seems awfully bourgeois. so while these socks make my feet comfortable, they make the rest of me a little uncomfortable. maybe i'll just go back to wearing plain white socks.