Saturday was off the hook. I went to see the ManU/Liverpool fiasco followed by the Arsenal/Villa disappointment, so naturally sorrows were drowned in Heineken all afternoon. Later, I went to the movies with my buddy L-Train to see Adaptation (I made that name up for him last night after way too much beer and too many Neptunes tracks). The movie left me rather whelmed, because it was way too meta for its own good. The first two thirds were funny and there were several interesting scenes, but the last third got all linear and plot driven and surprisingly that makes for a less interesting movie. The acting was great, but the movie was just nowhere nearly as inspired as Being John Malkovich.

Then we went to see a friend of mine play at a club. He sings in a Commitments style band, which drew quite a crowd. I hooked up with all kinds of people including two girls, who graduated from the same high school as me. After the band stopped playing the music was actually low enough that we could sit and talk, so I got to hear about everything from belly dancing to Polish spas and we did some reminiscing about going out in New York. And somewhere along the way I think I compared Stephen Malkmus to Jesus. So all in all it was quite entertaining and therefore I didn't make it home until around 6.

Have you seen the guide to being Emo? Who the hell says: "Do you blog here often?" [via Catchdubs].

When you're so bored that you can't even think of ways to express your boredom on you weblog you should go here [via Wannabe].

Junior Senior set to tour Britain.

And finally: What the hell is up with the aerobics look? And could namedropping Charlie Sheen be any more ten years ago?