Please watch this hilarious video from SNL

Here, take this barf bag

Scott went to a party tonight without me. I could have gone; I opted not to. I was just feeling tired and not in the mood. I'm a human.

The party was in Cambridge. That means that Scott is driving alone. Fine. I guess.

It's funny, I never got this nervous or worried about anyone driving anywhere before I met Scott. I just don't want to lose him. I can't imagine my life without him in it. The idea that he is hurtling down a highway alone makes me worry.

When his parents were moving, he was delivering some stuff from his parents in NY to his sister in VT and was driving around quite a bit for a few days. I basically had to take to the bed I was so out of my mind. Right now, I'm just in a mild state of worry. It's not even worry so much as a strong desire for him to be home already.

Okay, maybe saying I never got this worried before meeting him is a slight exaggeration. One time a long time ago - I think I might have been in college - I was dropping my parents off at the airport because they were going to Florida to visit my grandparents. I became convinced that they were going to die on a plane. I cried in the car all the way back home. Then when it was time for their return trip, I cried about it in a booth at Bickford's of all places (it is breakfast anytime, after all) and an old lady turned around in her booth to tell me that I shouldn't worry and that it is all in God's hands.

She said God like Gaud. Like the vowel sound in gauze. In case you want to imagine it. I should mention that I was wearing pajama pants in public at the time. I went through a bit of a phase with that.

I guess what this is proving is that I sometimes get worried. And my state of worry about Scott driving home is no where near crying out loud in a Bickford's. That said, I will be hella relieved when he gets his honkey ass home.

I will now turn my eyes upon the TeeVee to distract myself with the SNL.

Toilet paper's a luxury now!

I don't want to be the guy who just keeps posting links to videos other places, but I have to. I don't have a choice here.

Recently on Saturday Night Live (this season and last), they've been doing these pre-recorded fake MacGiver scenes called MacGruber. So hilarious are these scenes that I laugh myself sick every time. Margaret and I started shout-singing the MacGruber theme song (the "MacGruber!" part during the explosion) to each other for instant laughs.

Sometimes when I'm listening to NPR and the segment is brought to you by the Gruber Family Foundation, I can't stop myself from shout-singing "MacGruber!"

Will Forte is a genious.

Saturday night, poor MacGruber lost some money in the stock market. Oh, humanity! These three segments were interspersed among the sketches in Saturday night's show.



Scott took video of me laughing so hard I was sick from it. Alas, who knows how to get video off a camera? If you see him around, ask him to show you.