I just got my flip camera. Be prepared for many many videos of my cat set to indie music.

I had an extensive dream last night that I threw aniother Bat Mitzvah. And it was off the hook. We held it at a dive bar in Oakland, and I had a Lady Gaga-esque costume which required two people to prop it up with me at all times.

There was also an “adults-only” VIP room in the back where people were served anythng they want, including a plate loaded with bacon.

Practically everyone I had ever known in my life was there, including people I had never met. In fact, people kept deciding to show up at the last minute, which prompted me to stay later and later and get drunker and drunker. I kep asking people “did I even read from the Torah? I don’t even remember.

Perhaps this is my subconscious trying to reward me with hedonism after a few days of delf-deprication and doubt.

The new Adam Lambert album makes Heidi Montag seem like Patti Griffin. I mean really Adam? Really? I knew it wouldn’t be the next coming, but please have you listended to it? It is nonsense. Rubbish. Someone in a basement with a casio and an autotune. Where is the rock music? Where are the catchy hooks? I am disappointed. Maybe I had expectations, that was my problem. Still, I do agree with his sexiest man alive status.