Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Sometimes I can't be bothered...

I found out yesterday that there is going to be some remodeling done in my apartment in the middle to end of February. In order to start 2008 with full annoyance and apartment inconvenience my landlord is remodeling the bathroom and the kitchen. Apparently this is mostly about tile (at least in the kitchen) and some major upgrades in the bathroom (more light, possible new sink and toilet, more tile/upgraded tile, a new medicine cabinet). The only issue I have with any of this is that I know these workers and if I end up with a working toilet each night I'll be shocked. Shocked. I'm not sure what I'll do if I can't use a toilet - watch out, I'm about to ask you if I can stay with you. And, I painted my medicine cabinet and feel quite attached to it. If I get more fake wood in that bathroom, I'm going to have to pull out some more black paint. So that could provide some February drama.

February 1 on Friday. Check in to see how grumpy I am each morning, afternoon and night.

And in My So-Called Life news, I'm currently watching the boiler room/hand holding episode. I predict that in about 40 minutes I'm going to want a boyfriend for the first time in 10 years. Or, for the first time since I last watched this episode.

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Go now, go...

Instead of trying to find something watchable on TV, I've been watching a lot of DVD's...movies and TV. Yesterday I started watching My So-Called Life again. And damn that show was good. It came out 14 years ago (14!)...I was 12. I watched it while it was on TV and when it got canceled I wrote an angry email to the station. I know people make bad decisions about TV at 12, but I stick with that decision. I love this show.

I've already gotten through all six seasons of Sex and the City...and I think next up I'll rewatch Freaks and Geeks. I just need to borrow it again...

Favorite quote:

Sometimes it seems like we're all living in some kind of prison, and the crime is how much we all hate ourselves. It's good to get really dressed up once in a while and admit the truth -- that when you really look closely, people are so strange and so complicated that they're actually beautiful. Possibly even me.

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Drinking lessons...

I have found, over many years of sporadic drinking, that sometimes, no matter how much you want it, it is impossible to get drunk. Through what seems like no fault of your own, the drunk buzz? Never happens.

One drink and two strong martinis later...I was still sober. Maybe a little more honest and noisy than usual, but sober (a final piece of honesty...I didn't give up my post-game JT). This is the third time I've experienced this:
  1. Sometime in college (junior year?) I was at a party, drinking half a tray (for real) of jello shots that were full of everclear. And I was sober.
  2. Last year - I hate to say it - but at my friends bachelorette party. You know, I did hit drunk, but for like...10 minutes. And then I was back to normal.
  3. And tonight.
There is very little that is similar between the events. Possibly my desire to get drunk was high? And I promise, it's not that I'm drunk but I'm so stupid that I think I'm not. No. I really can talk normally, walk normally, do everything the same old sober way....

I wish this wouldn't happen.

As a side note (and somehow a corollary), I found myself wondering the extent to which I allow other people to impact my world view.

And as another side note, I find the no smoking in bars thing AMAZING.

And, assuming there are two sides to each blog post, as a bottom note (it fits), what do you think would happen if JT got a big old b0ner during his concert? You think he's wearing a cup?

Happy Birthday Al! I'm sorry I couldn't get ripped with you tonight....

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Book quest, revived...

At this point, you may have forgotten about the book quest (explanation here). That's because I haven't finished a book since April of last year. It took me 9 months to read The Adventures of Augie March (Saul Bellow). I actually didn't hate the book - I sort of liked it. It took me that long to read because:
  1. I was unmotivated and had almost stopped attending class altogether (travel to class and class were my main reading times).
  2. The book was a little slow in parts.
At this point, it's hard to remember the beginning of the novel. In the end though, I was happy with the book. And while I found Augie infuriating at times, I found him relatable. I found his quest to find himself relatable. And maybe that has something to do with where I am in life...but whatever, it worked.

So, up next: Either Atonement (Ian McEwan) or The Sportswriter (Richard Ford).
My counts: I have read 51 of the books, which means there are 71 left...

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

"Cookie" follow-up...

Hope your day isn't full of bad luck like everyone else I know...

Anyway, a few questions were asked:

I am considering posting my adjectives here every day. I can't promise perfect FebBloPoMo or anything, but most days I'll post my morning, afternoon, night adjectives.

No, I will not "eat a cookie" at the same time everyday. Most days it'll probably end up being around the same time, but there will be exceptions.

And, am I going to "eat" the same "cookie" every day or try different varieties? This is a super tricky question. I only have access to a few types of "cookie" so...I imagine I'll "eat" what I have access to.

Seriously, this whole post should be in quotations.

Sunday, January 20, 2008


For some reason, it suddenly seems that everything revolves around etiquette....how you should behave around others, what you should discuss in public and with whom, what I can't say here and how you should conduct yourself on facebook.

In the end I've come to the following conclusion: fuck it. I'm going to talk about sex loudly in public, I'm going to play rock band and not be embarrassed about how I look and I'll go ahead and write what I want here.

So. I've talked in the past about my tendency to concoct experiments out of hare-brained ideas. This February I will begin a month long experiment in which I will try to figure out how "eating a cookie" every day affects my life. I will somehow be monitoring my mood and outlook on life. Yes, that is the vaguest of the vague. I have no clue how to monitor....my plan right now is to write down an adjective for how I feel at three points each day:

1)Upon waking up
2)Sometime around 2pm
3) After dinner but prior to bed

I have a friend who is also going to participate. And another friend who is sort of half-assedly considering the idea. Either way - hopefully it'll be an interesting month....

Monday, January 14, 2008

Scene: Dominick's...walking up the stairs behind two ugg'd out DePaul girls. Not hearing the inanity they were spouting until...

Girl #2: "Ooooh, good song!"

I listened carefully and at first thought it was some sort of NSync number. But no, it was Britney Spears. Not even a good Britney song (you know you like at least one song, despite your many misgivings about Britney, her ability to sing and her ability to be sane). It was Stronger. And those girls were serious.

I know it's been a while. And there's stuff to say. But I've hit a point where I'm not sure I want to say it here. A friend mentioned that she sometimes wishes she had a blog no one knew about, and that makes a lot of sense right now. I'm struggling with how much I can say here...and some of that has to do with the coworkers (I wouldn't want to scandalize) and some to do with just about everyone. Anyway...there may be some interesting stuff in February. But that all depends on how open I want to be with you all...

Plus, I'm too busy watching all of Sex and the City.

Thursday, January 03, 2008

Sames and opposites...

Things I know and love:
  • my cat has a faux hawk, and faux hawks are almost always lovable
  • Barack Obama suddenly, thankfully, seems like he might have a shot. Let's do this.

Things I know and hate:
  • a migraine + weird tonsils? That's cruelty.
  • datamart

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

I have mad skillz yo...

It just occurred to me that in about half a year I'll get to change that blurb about my blog. Because then I will just be a twenty-something crazy cat lady who is no longer in school. Cannot wait.

I've spent the last 5 days solid with a ton of people I love madly. And it's funny, because in 2007, it suddenly seems like we actually had time to spend together (which is rare). And because of the level of fun we have, I end up with some "friend hangover" in the form of:
  • sadness that the time is over (and sadness that it likely will not be as much time in '08)
  • hilarity and a solid case of the giggles whenever I "reflect" on our time or look at the pictures that result from these outings. And by whenever I look, I mean at least once an hour. If there is one thing facebook has done for me (besides impress my family and friends with my mad scrabble skills. If one is so lame as to type mad skills...I feel it should probably be done with a z...mad skillz) it has allowed me to look at my pictures all day from any computer with internet access (blah, blah, blah, flickr, blah, blah. Not as fun).
  • it may sound weird, but some sense of solidity. Peacefulness. I can't really explain that one. But spending time with people who know me and still love me...and even laugh at me...makes me feel like me.
  • And in the end, it makes me feel happy to be here, on my couch alone. Weird, maybe. But spending time with people often makes me need an equal amount of opposite time (perfectly alone, and right now...just sitting in silence. Besides occasional cat trills).
Happy New Year all...this one started out deliciously. I hope it proceeds as such...

Tuesday, January 01, 2008

And 2008...

Happy New Years... I hope you all had fun tonight. Here's what I did:

Oh. And just in case you were curious...my 7 to 1 odds....bunk. You should have taken that bet. No deal. But hey, happy new year...see you some time in 2008...