Indeed, I married my mother to her long-time boyfriend, Earl, last weekend. Thanks to those crazy Internet people, aka the Universal Life Church, I am now the Rev. T.J. DeGroat. You can become a minister too! It all came about because my mom was complaining that hiring a minister was going to cost $400, which seemed awfully high to her. I realized that I had been ordained as a joke freshman year of college, so I checked it all out and it's legal. I'm thinking I could sell my services for a nominal fee and swipe the Dr. Seuss vows my mom found and rewrote (Will you take her as your wife? Will you love her all your life?) and become the toast of the Bay Area.

Anyway, the wedding was nice. In a Victorian house in Englewood, N.J. Ben and my friend Lauren were there. The whole thing was Irish themed - on St. Patrick's Day, shamrocks everywhere, an Irish drum with the family crest was displayed, etc.There was much liquor to be enjoyed, thank Jesus.

On Monday, which was snowy and rainy and freezing, Ben and I spent like 14 hours in NYC. I had my SuChin Pak interview (she was fabulous and I got to hang out in the TRL studios) and we saw "Kissing Jessica Stein" in the East Village, which made me want to LIVE in the Village. We also hung out with Ben's friends and had an awesome Italian dinner in their cute neighborhood.

Hmmm, what else? My missing roommate, who left for Christmas and never came back, is indeed back. He's moving his stuff out by the end of next week, in time for me to move into his room. Then when Janalese gets back from New Hampshire, she can take her old room, which I had been living in. Ya get? So, the best part is that the new room is freaking 500 bucks a month. In San Francisco, not in the ghetto. Amen.

And although the DSL situation is still fucked, it looks like there will be a cable modem in this joint within two weeks. Obviously, I'm not holding my breath.