I do not like April Fool's Day. I don't think much is funny when the joke is on me.
Okay, here's a pic of me and Oly at the Bostonian show a week ago. I can't decide if my bangs look cute or dorky in this pic, but I'm just going to go with cute and not think about it anymore. I thought it was appropriate to have a picture of the two of us on this main page because the site is both Oly's and mine. Actually, he designed it and is currently paying for it, so technically, it's his. I will pay him back, I swear.

I hope everyone's Easter was good. Mine was pleasant and simple, as all holidays are when you have no extended family. My mother, my sisters, Chris, Mike, and I sat around my mom's apartment and told funny stories. It was fun, as always.

I feel hungover, but I know I can't be. I spent two hours in bed this morning somewhere between dreams and reality. It was fun at first, but now I feel exhausted and disoriented.

I did realize something though last night that I always KNEW was strange and entertaining, but never really took out the time to think about it: The Huxtable family do a lot of role playing to teach each other lessons. I mean, these guys go all out with costumes, accents, fake names. DAYS worth of planning. Why does Rudy have an old woman outfit just ready for dress-up of this nature? I mean, they put on skits, like, everyday! Even Cockroach comes over and thinks it's weird. They get so into it. "I think we should teach Theo a lesson," and every last one of the five or six of them perk up, their eyes glowing and eager, their hands rubbing together, like they're ALL on the same fucking page about exactly how to make Theo realize that being on your own is difficult. They made the house into an apartment, they each had multiple characters to play with completely different costumes. They CLEARED OUT HIS ROOM to make it look like a new apartment, gave him fake money to learn to manage, and put ALL his belongings in a room where Claire pretended to be the owner of "Furniture City." This all happened by 10am on a Saturday and they decided to do this Friday night. Okay, this is all very strange, but what was the most striking to me was how much Theo bought into it. Sure, he laughed a little at first, "Okay, Vanessa..OH! I mean Amanda." Then, when he couldn't "afford" his furniture back or food (from "Milly's Restaurant" aka the kitchen), he'd panick. "I don't HAVE that much money," he cried as if the fucking guy would NEVER eat again. Okay, great, he's learning a lesson, but can you REALLY get that stressed about it when you know it's a game that will be over in about five minutes? They're fucking weird. Maybe I'm just jealous. I'm gonna have me and my friends put on skits regularly to teach each other lessons. That would be awesomenot. I may go back to this again one day. I don't think we've exhausted this perplexity.