marvelous march

... sorry i got distracted at the gentleman looking at porn in the bank of computers ahead of me. i'm terribly distracted that someone would do this in a public computer lab.
distracted is the wrong word. i'm slightly sickened by his outward cry for 'sexual healing'. it's a goddamned public computer lab for pete's sake!

march! happy first of march! it's a rare sight that i actually write something of substance in here, but it's getting to be that time of year again. i was so excited for adventureland in april last year, and this year i'm equally as excited for several things coming up in the next month. so here goes nothing:

march: so much to look forward to here let's do this chronologically, shall we? there's the first of march, which is a pleasant hang-over from the most crushing blow of olympic prowess canada has ever displayed. not only did we win the most gold medals in the history of the winter olympics ever, but we also won the gold medal hockey game to a team that was our physical bests. i'm quite proud, even if a woman, for all intents and purposes scored the game winning goal. god those lips. if i were a guy... i'd fantasize about those wrapping around my... WAIT. the dude in front of me is looking at porn and i got a bit carried away. no, not really. crosby's lips do something to me.
next is march 5, the day that lewis caroll will simultaneously cringe and rejoice in his burial plot at the latest workings of mr tim burton, johnny depp and helena boneham-carter (burton). i'm intrigued, to say the very least. i love alice in wonderland, and after my brief jaunt into the hot topic on hollywood boulevard and the store was decked out like a forest wonderland, i've only gotten more excited. hot topic doesn't usually get behind things that aren't successes (read: twilight saga?).
then there are a few days that i can collectively calm myself from being a complete basket case (mind you my brotha from another motha's birthday falls the day before alice in wonderland comes out... ruh roh) and then the next days follow in quick succession of each other.
march 7 is dearest cameron's birthday and in some sort of friendly effort i'm trying to wrack my brains out as to what kind of bang 'em up party he should have. last year will be, by far, the hardest to top. strippers? you can't do them two years in a row-- they get old and stale. i need to come up with a completely new plan. and i need to cheer him up simultaneously.
march 11 is my birthday and i'm afraid of what everyone's concocting. it seems a hush hush now, but i fear the most for those plans.
march 12 is where i'll probably fall apart if i'm allowed to. this day i'm getting my hair done for a scant $18 from people who will make it look bad-ass. i'm bored of my mahogany hair in the worst way you see. then and only when i'm finished being coiffed to the max can finally sit and watch 'remember me'. smexy times with the ever drool worthy rpatz. like, fuck. there are sex scenes. not good ones, mind you since the movies only rated pg-14. fucking summit. AND IN THAT MOVIE THERE IS THE ECLIPSE TRAILER. like, fucking finally. the movie's only been finished since august?
i'm sure i'm missing things in between the dates i've already listed, like i know there's a term paper in there somewhere or a critical book analysis. ONE DAY AT A FUCKING TIME, tiger. hahaha.
THEN to pile on the misery for my bank account march 20th is the dvd release for new moon. deleted scenes?! i'm still the hugest twihard at heart, i just don't have anyone to  twi-out with anymore. everyone else has moved on. i'm still a bit obsessive. and by a bit, i mean insane. hello? have you seen robert pattinson? if i could find a half-decent facsimile i'd be all over him like stink on a skunk. really.
then when i don't think i can handle this fever pitch anymore, me and the bestest best friend in the whole wide world are going to muse and silversun pickups at the saddledome where we will proceed to get sloppy drunk off of heroin beer and whatever else i decide to drink before we get there.

is that not the best birthday month ever?! i can't wait! once i realized it was march first today i nearly squealed.  now that i've written it all down i get goosebumps. stoked on LIFE.