2003-03-23 12:08 a.m.
-

Hello.

Today Kurstan and i went to see "The Hours". I had a perfectly delightful time and some ice cream. I hope she had almost as good a time watching Meryl Streep make out with Allison Janney as i did. If not, i will feel bad. We are supposed to see "Boat Trip" next time. I hear there are men in small underwear in that movie. I am excited about going.

I have spent the evening at my parents' house. Most of the time i spent arging with my favorite (and only) little brother. He does not like my singing, acting, or existence. I dislike the fact that he cannot enter a room without saying "Oh my god! I am hot! You want me!" and displaying his "six-pack". True, his muscles were impressive the first few times i saw them. A year ago. Now they're just old hat and he hasn't changed his routine one bit. Sometimes i think he is stupid. Then i relaize that he's ver good at crosswords and word searches. I take great comfort in knowing that my brother is an idiot-savant.

My mother and i watched a Russian concert on television. It was very sad. Whenever i watch russian tv i realize why i want to be famous. I want to be famous so that i can teahc Russian performers what real entertainment is. I am doing it all for them. Someone needs to teach them that sold-out concerts are not for lip-syncing (SO Liza!), nor for dressing like Jim Varraros and Shaggy from "Scooby-Doo: The movie." I will be that person. This is my mission.

Good night.

-Mark

whore's hustle / hustler's whore