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You know, I miss the days when SNL was actually funny. 


In fact, it's gone beyond not funny at this point; I don't even know what they're trying to make jokes about. It's not only not funny, it's barely comprehensible.

I'm only watching it right now because Jake Gyllenhal is the host, and quite frankly I could be watching this on mute and still enjoy looking at him.




On the other hand, the magician I saw at the Paramount tonight was HYSTERICAL. His name was Mike Super, and he was truly amazing. His tricks were extremely well executed, and he was cute and funny and just ridiculously entertaining. And I think he was gay, but that's beside the point. (No straight man wears 1. A shirt like that, even if he is a magician   2. That much eye makeup in his promo photos.)

He made up his own word, but I forget what it is. I'll go back to his website (www.mikesuper.com) tomorrow and find out.

Oh, and apparantly he has a TV show coming out later this year, so that's cool. I saw a celebrity in the making! Whee!!

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Just so everyone knows, I am back at St. Mikes, I have seen all my suitemates, and I have named my fish.



They are named Molly and Arthur. (Or Arthur and Molly-Wobbles, if you want to get really personal.) 


For some reason, I just had my little heart set on Harry Potter names (sorry Matt) and Brendan and I were going through options, and Molly and Arthur just fit them so well. Molly is the bigger, more bold one, (who does in fact wobble when she swims) and Arthur is the smaller more spastic one. It's just so freaking perfect. We kept trying out names, and none of them fit, and then I said "Molly and Arthur" and we all knew that that was right. It was awesome. Plus, they've both got gold/orange/red in them, so yay Weasley red!!!


(And for Erin, Molly and Arthur are married, so I did pick names of people who are in love.)



Now, I must go to bed, because I have to get up at a decent hour tomorrow and go to class. Boo.