I know but you've seen this coming right? Let's be honest- my life is way too boring for a personal blog. WAY too boring. Like, what could I talk about? Here's what I did today-
Got up at 9:40.
Ate corn.
Worked until 8:15.
Seriously. It's over. I've been spending too much time over at Creme's house anyway. If you need me, that's where I'll be.
August 20, 2008
August 4, 2008
Things I Am Learning
If you don't have a garbage disposal and you put your garbage can on the deck outside, yes it will keep the smell out of your hot summer apartment but you will also come home for the weekend to find THOUSANDS OF MAGGOTS CRAWLING ALL OVER IT.
August 1, 2008
For Michael...
Because it's Friday... and because who doesn't like to watch adorable little boys dance in their pjs?
July 31, 2008
Wow. Totally Worked.
In case you were wondering...
Kim and Aggie's tip for getting rid of fruit flies totally works! Just stuck some apple cider vinegar and a few drops of detergent in a mug, piece of plastic with holes strapped over the top and voila! Five dead flies. Endless joy. Endless shot of me clutching mug between my hands of death, laughing maniacally over the insect massacre in my kitchen.
Sigh. It's been a long day.
In other horrifying insect news, I was falling asleep on the couch last night (only cool room in the apartment- don't judge me) when I noticed a GIANT furry insect-centipede type thing crawling into the linen closet. Suffice it to say I watched that closet for a good hour waiting for it to appear and try to eat my brain. Haven't seen it since. Now doubting my sanity. Are there any cases of bugs gaslighting a person?
July 30, 2008
Old Wounds
Bodies are so strange. I mean, really. I now live in a third-floor walk-up and between moving and the regular comings-and-goings of everyday life, I must've been up and down those stairs at least 100 times in the last three weeks.
And was there even a twinge in my left knee? The left knee that got slightly banged up after yours truly was hit by a car four years ago and flopped into the middle of Beverly Blvd. like a grounded flounder? Nope, nothing.
And so now you can imagine my irritation that it's now KILLING me and I have done nothing to aggravate it whatsoever.
It must be about to rain or something. I mean, really. Stairs- nothing. Humidity- I crumble. What sense does that make? I can run in the Olympics but I'm also relegated to turning into Karen from Mean Girls, able to tell whether or not it's going to rain by my boobs.
Erm, in case you were wondering- there's an 80% chance it's already raining.
And was there even a twinge in my left knee? The left knee that got slightly banged up after yours truly was hit by a car four years ago and flopped into the middle of Beverly Blvd. like a grounded flounder? Nope, nothing.
And so now you can imagine my irritation that it's now KILLING me and I have done nothing to aggravate it whatsoever.
It must be about to rain or something. I mean, really. Stairs- nothing. Humidity- I crumble. What sense does that make? I can run in the Olympics but I'm also relegated to turning into Karen from Mean Girls, able to tell whether or not it's going to rain by my boobs.
Erm, in case you were wondering- there's an 80% chance it's already raining.
July 29, 2008
Book Report
I haven't touched my book since May.
It's really a shame too, considering how hard I was working on it until May. But then Dad's video project and the two month hole that became moving just made it impossible to continue the 11 hour-a-day-working and writing pace.
But now...finally, things have settled down. I have one more solid weekend of apartment activities (assembling bookshelves and hanging up pictures) and the place is done. Aside from the parade of fix-it men (cable box busted after a week. Thanks a lot, Comcast), my mornings belong to me again.
The only distressing part now is that what I usually deem as a blessing when it comes to writing- my incredibly short memory (meaning I can reread something I've written with absolutely no recollection of writing it. It makes editing way more effective. It means I can read what I've written as if it were written by someone else. Is that normal?) is a curse at the moment. At this point, I have little choice but to start at the beginning and read the whole thing, editing as I go. While I'm excited about that, I'm worried about how long this will take. I want this book done NOW.
Writing is so strange. I need it and yet it requires so much, sometimes more than I think I'm capable of giving. If you're ever wondering why I love my header photo so much, there's the reason.
It's really a shame too, considering how hard I was working on it until May. But then Dad's video project and the two month hole that became moving just made it impossible to continue the 11 hour-a-day-working and writing pace.
But now...finally, things have settled down. I have one more solid weekend of apartment activities (assembling bookshelves and hanging up pictures) and the place is done. Aside from the parade of fix-it men (cable box busted after a week. Thanks a lot, Comcast), my mornings belong to me again.
The only distressing part now is that what I usually deem as a blessing when it comes to writing- my incredibly short memory (meaning I can reread something I've written with absolutely no recollection of writing it. It makes editing way more effective. It means I can read what I've written as if it were written by someone else. Is that normal?) is a curse at the moment. At this point, I have little choice but to start at the beginning and read the whole thing, editing as I go. While I'm excited about that, I'm worried about how long this will take. I want this book done NOW.
Writing is so strange. I need it and yet it requires so much, sometimes more than I think I'm capable of giving. If you're ever wondering why I love my header photo so much, there's the reason.
July 25, 2008
Awesome
DRAG QUEEN ROBS BURGER KING
NEW ORLEANS -- A New Orleans Burger King recently got a visit from a drag queen with a gun, New Orleans television station WDSU reported.
Security cameras showed the man, wearing a dress with a revealing bust line and hair barrettes, climbed through the takeout window at a Burger King on May 11. He held the employees at gunpoint, demanded money, exited through the same drive-through window and drove away.
"By looking at the vehicle pull up, we can tell that's a pickup," WDSU crime and safety specialist Howard Robertson said. "And if you look at the rims -- you know that's not a Ford or GM. The other thing I wanted to look at was whether he got out the driver’s or passenger’s door to see if he had an accomplice, somebody who was driving his vehicle when he left. But he got out the driver's side."
Robertson said the thief is probably a genuine cross-dresser because his necklace matched the dress, his nails appeared to be painted and the wig was well made.
"Most of the time when somebody puts on a wig they're just trying to hide their identity by putting on something like a Halloween mask, but he's pretty," Robertson said.
Robertson said he was surprised the thief didn't cover his face, though he said it doesn't matter in this case."There's a strong possibility that this person is a cross-dresser and someone in that community will know this guy, especially if they see him on the TV, someone will know him," Robertson said.
Police said the suspect was about 6 feet 1 inch tall and weighed about 180 pounds.
NEW ORLEANS -- A New Orleans Burger King recently got a visit from a drag queen with a gun, New Orleans television station WDSU reported.
Security cameras showed the man, wearing a dress with a revealing bust line and hair barrettes, climbed through the takeout window at a Burger King on May 11. He held the employees at gunpoint, demanded money, exited through the same drive-through window and drove away.
"By looking at the vehicle pull up, we can tell that's a pickup," WDSU crime and safety specialist Howard Robertson said. "And if you look at the rims -- you know that's not a Ford or GM. The other thing I wanted to look at was whether he got out the driver’s or passenger’s door to see if he had an accomplice, somebody who was driving his vehicle when he left. But he got out the driver's side."
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"Most of the time when somebody puts on a wig they're just trying to hide their identity by putting on something like a Halloween mask, but he's pretty," Robertson said.
Robertson said he was surprised the thief didn't cover his face, though he said it doesn't matter in this case."There's a strong possibility that this person is a cross-dresser and someone in that community will know this guy, especially if they see him on the TV, someone will know him," Robertson said.
Police said the suspect was about 6 feet 1 inch tall and weighed about 180 pounds.
July 24, 2008
This One's For Liz
It's been a while since I did a dedication, which of course is the very bones of this site. While stumbling around, looking for something to write for the L.O.L.*, I found THIS which immediately made me think of Lizzie.
In case you don't know, Liz's grandmother is a hilarious old bird who enjoys hanging out at the pier in their town, sporting wacky hats and owl pins on her lapel. So of course this means whenever we see an owl, we send it to Liz.
There's a lot of lovely stuff in this gallery. The Pickled Panda reminded me of you, Becks. I think you should get a print for your cubicle. What do you think?
that's blog-speak for Labor of Love. Like it? I just made it up.
In case you don't know, Liz's grandmother is a hilarious old bird who enjoys hanging out at the pier in their town, sporting wacky hats and owl pins on her lapel. So of course this means whenever we see an owl, we send it to Liz.
There's a lot of lovely stuff in this gallery. The Pickled Panda reminded me of you, Becks. I think you should get a print for your cubicle. What do you think?
that's blog-speak for Labor of Love. Like it? I just made it up.
July 23, 2008
Newly Assembled
This took TWO HOURS. My hands still hurt from the Allen wrench madness. It's severely cute in the office nook though.
July 22, 2008
July 21, 2008
Of Swedes and Men
Raise your hand if you assembled your own office chair this morning and then sat in it and got to work?
Just me? Interesting...
Moving in has commenced. On Saturday I bought gobs of furniture from our favorite Swedish furniture maker.
Sunday I moved 31 boxes up 3 flights of stairs, one at a time (2 at a time when Liz came to help). And then went to Target and bought three more flights full of stuff.
In case you're wondering where I am for the next few days (weeks?? months???) I'll be sitting on my dusty floor, assembling shit. This is my life now.
Just me? Interesting...
Moving in has commenced. On Saturday I bought gobs of furniture from our favorite Swedish furniture maker.
Sunday I moved 31 boxes up 3 flights of stairs, one at a time (2 at a time when Liz came to help). And then went to Target and bought three more flights full of stuff.
In case you're wondering where I am for the next few days (weeks?? months???) I'll be sitting on my dusty floor, assembling shit. This is my life now.
July 17, 2008
July Birthdays
A lot of people get busy in November. I have the evidence here because July is chock full of birthdays. Because I'm tired of sending someecards, I'm going to do my best to pay homage to each and every one of them here.
July 8- Hannah (niece)
July 8- Mandy (friend)
July 13- Lee (brother)
July 13- Lo (friend)
July 15- Adam (friend/temporary roommate)
July 16- Victoria (b. friend)
July 8- Mandy (friend)
July 13- Lee (brother)
July 13- Lo (friend)
July 15- Adam (friend/temporary roommate)
July 16- Victoria (b. friend)
July 17- Jenn (sister)
I was not kidding. The birthdays do not end.
That's her on the left, next to my dad, today's birthday girl, my 2nd to biggest sister. I have a whole slew of pictures as lovely and precious as these on my computer thanks to Project Dad: The Movie. My siblings should be scared. Very, very scared.
July 30- Mark (my liege)
July 16, 2008
Sweet Lord it is HOT
Too hot to blog. Too hot to talk on the phone. Too hot to click.
But not hot enough for this. That's the wonderful thing about being online all day- a virtual watercooler replaces, you know, a real watercooler. And you don't even have to work with any of them.
So, this video comes courtesy of a shared blip on my Google Reader, aka my virtual breakroom. Enjoy. Try not to laugh too hard though- causes massive amounts of sweating.
But not hot enough for this. That's the wonderful thing about being online all day- a virtual watercooler replaces, you know, a real watercooler. And you don't even have to work with any of them.
So, this video comes courtesy of a shared blip on my Google Reader, aka my virtual breakroom. Enjoy. Try not to laugh too hard though- causes massive amounts of sweating.
July 15, 2008
A Very Good Sign
I believe in omens. I'm that type of girl.
I actually think, sometimes, that the Universe tries to talk to me through my iPod. Like when it's on Shuffle? And I'm wondering if I should stay or should I go now? And it plays Modest Mouse's "Float On"?
Think I'm crazy? Join the club, grab a piece of cheese.
Anyway... got apartment keys this morning. And you should've seen my face when the landlord handed them to me on a very specific, randomo keychain. Especially for a whiskey-loving girl like myself.
Well, hullo Jack. Here to welcome me to the neighborhood, are you? How thoughtful. How oddly comforting.
I actually think, sometimes, that the Universe tries to talk to me through my iPod. Like when it's on Shuffle? And I'm wondering if I should stay or should I go now? And it plays Modest Mouse's "Float On"?
Think I'm crazy? Join the club, grab a piece of cheese.
Anyway... got apartment keys this morning. And you should've seen my face when the landlord handed them to me on a very specific, randomo keychain. Especially for a whiskey-loving girl like myself.
Well, hullo Jack. Here to welcome me to the neighborhood, are you? How thoughtful. How oddly comforting.
July 14, 2008
I Don't Know What This Is
But I'm down.
http://www.drhorrible.com/
On the agenda for this week:
Monday- Find Liz and Adam's tape measure.
Tuesday- Get keys to new apartment! At 8:30AM! Go home and sleep until work starts!
Wednesday- Get cable/internet/phone installed at new, empty apartment. Inform the cable man that it is imperative I have working cable before I move in. I AM THAT PERSON.
Thursday- Go sit in empty apartment in morning. Measure important spaces for Ikea trip on Saturday. On list: Everything. Already my credit card is starting to weep tears of blood.
Friday- Rent massive cargo van. Proceed with caution.
I also have a gazillion birthdays this week- my brother, Lo, Adam, Vic, Jenn...It never ends. Why do so many people get busy in November?
http://www.drhorrible.com/
On the agenda for this week:
Monday- Find Liz and Adam's tape measure.
Tuesday- Get keys to new apartment! At 8:30AM! Go home and sleep until work starts!
Wednesday- Get cable/internet/phone installed at new, empty apartment. Inform the cable man that it is imperative I have working cable before I move in. I AM THAT PERSON.
Thursday- Go sit in empty apartment in morning. Measure important spaces for Ikea trip on Saturday. On list: Everything. Already my credit card is starting to weep tears of blood.
Friday- Rent massive cargo van. Proceed with caution.
I also have a gazillion birthdays this week- my brother, Lo, Adam, Vic, Jenn...It never ends. Why do so many people get busy in November?
July 11, 2008
LA LA LA
I'm sitting at my desk and there's a specific Stickie on my desktop that is taunting me. I feel a little guilty about my aborted "Things I'll Miss" list about leaving LA. Surely I can do better than just #12.
So, here goes.
#11. Gilbert's
The first restaurant we went to when we visited LA, looking for jobs and apartments, and still the best Mexican food ever. I would sell you for a tostada right now. Pack your bags.
#10. Pavilions
A supermarket made the list. I know, I know. But I was seriously obsessed with my neighborhood s'market. They were so nice! And it was so cheap. Walking into the far crappier chain of markets in Chicago (I'm sorry but it's true. My DC friends will understand when I say it makes Giant look like Whole Foods), I felt a pang for my old hangout. And Vic's car died in the parking lot once and even though we lived a block away, we still ate bread and drank a bottle of wine we got in the store, waiting for the tow truck. Oh, memories.
#9. Sunset Blvd.
Specifically- Sunset Blvd. at 10am on Sunday morning, taking the long way home from Amanda's. Especially that windy part between Beverly Hills and Westwood.
#8. Del's
Some dive bars make you laugh at the sheer thought of them. Even though it played home to one of my most embarassing karaoke moments EVER (cue running out of bar), I know my friend Beal is probably there right now, engaging in purely shady behavior.
#7. My Mini Cooper
#6. That 5 Hour Drive to Vegas
Long, hot and totally worth it. Whenever people ask me if I'm flying, I laugh. That last hill before you see the lights of Vegas? One of my favorite spots in the world.
#5. California travels
I love me some mid-west right now but I am a travel bunny and California is heaven. San Diego, La Jolla, Santa Barbara, Santa Ynez Valley, Monterey, Carmel, San Francisco, Yosemite... Sigh.
#4. The proximity to Mexico
I never got to Mexico. But I like knowing it's there if I need it.
#3. Weather
#2. "The movies"
As a child of the movies, especially classic movies, LA was a dream come true. To walk the streets of Bogart, Tracy, Hepburn, and Lombard? I loved being a part of that. Forget all the bullshit. Movies are magic and they're made in LA.
#1. My kids- obviously and for obvious reasons
They made LA home.
Vic, Little, Beal, Michael, Marty, Amanda, Trendz, Becks, Buck, Lo and Eric, Hope and Josh.
So, here goes.
#11. Gilbert's
The first restaurant we went to when we visited LA, looking for jobs and apartments, and still the best Mexican food ever. I would sell you for a tostada right now. Pack your bags.
#10. Pavilions
A supermarket made the list. I know, I know. But I was seriously obsessed with my neighborhood s'market. They were so nice! And it was so cheap. Walking into the far crappier chain of markets in Chicago (I'm sorry but it's true. My DC friends will understand when I say it makes Giant look like Whole Foods), I felt a pang for my old hangout. And Vic's car died in the parking lot once and even though we lived a block away, we still ate bread and drank a bottle of wine we got in the store, waiting for the tow truck. Oh, memories.
#9. Sunset Blvd.
Specifically- Sunset Blvd. at 10am on Sunday morning, taking the long way home from Amanda's. Especially that windy part between Beverly Hills and Westwood.
#8. Del's
Some dive bars make you laugh at the sheer thought of them. Even though it played home to one of my most embarassing karaoke moments EVER (cue running out of bar), I know my friend Beal is probably there right now, engaging in purely shady behavior.
#7. My Mini Cooper
#6. That 5 Hour Drive to Vegas
Long, hot and totally worth it. Whenever people ask me if I'm flying, I laugh. That last hill before you see the lights of Vegas? One of my favorite spots in the world.
#5. California travels
I love me some mid-west right now but I am a travel bunny and California is heaven. San Diego, La Jolla, Santa Barbara, Santa Ynez Valley, Monterey, Carmel, San Francisco, Yosemite... Sigh.
#4. The proximity to Mexico
I never got to Mexico. But I like knowing it's there if I need it.
#3. Weather
#2. "The movies"
As a child of the movies, especially classic movies, LA was a dream come true. To walk the streets of Bogart, Tracy, Hepburn, and Lombard? I loved being a part of that. Forget all the bullshit. Movies are magic and they're made in LA.
#1. My kids- obviously and for obvious reasons
They made LA home.
Vic, Little, Beal, Michael, Marty, Amanda, Trendz, Becks, Buck, Lo and Eric, Hope and Josh.
July 10, 2008
Nephew Walks On Moon...
Or really just walks. But still. As Buzz and Neil can attest, all that matters is that first, single step.
Revel in the sheer cuteness of my nephew Aidan as he entertains himself enormously by standing up, sitting down and clapping for himself. I hope he's always so proud of his accomplishments. However, I hope, in the future, that he's wearing pants for said accomplishments.
If you, for some bizarre reason that I don't understand at all, don't want to watch five whole minutes of this (and my sister's baby voice), the money shot is at 3:07.
Other things to note:
- That face Aidan makes when he laughs? The nose scrunch? That is purely my sister's face when she laughs. Whenever he does it, I get that funny little hitch in my chest.
- He can only suck his thumb when he's got Blue, that blue stuffed dog of his. The best is when he simultaneously draws Blue to his chest with one hand and his thumb into his mouth at the exact same time. Score another point for Pavlov.
- I mean, really. My sisters breed giant children. Also I am opposed to the Donald Trump hairstyle he's been sporting but he's not my baby so I have no say.
- Isn't he cute? You can't have him, he's mine.
Revel in the sheer cuteness of my nephew Aidan as he entertains himself enormously by standing up, sitting down and clapping for himself. I hope he's always so proud of his accomplishments. However, I hope, in the future, that he's wearing pants for said accomplishments.
If you, for some bizarre reason that I don't understand at all, don't want to watch five whole minutes of this (and my sister's baby voice), the money shot is at 3:07.
Other things to note:
- That face Aidan makes when he laughs? The nose scrunch? That is purely my sister's face when she laughs. Whenever he does it, I get that funny little hitch in my chest.
- He can only suck his thumb when he's got Blue, that blue stuffed dog of his. The best is when he simultaneously draws Blue to his chest with one hand and his thumb into his mouth at the exact same time. Score another point for Pavlov.
- I mean, really. My sisters breed giant children. Also I am opposed to the Donald Trump hairstyle he's been sporting but he's not my baby so I have no say.
- Isn't he cute? You can't have him, he's mine.
July 9, 2008
Is This It?
OMG, Petunia Face tagged me like a month ago and I've been in the black hole of moving. Better late than never right? Right??
I've never done a blog tag before. Forgive me my ignorance, the absence here of sure footing.
1. What did you do 10 years ago?
Grimace. Ten years ago, I was somehow surviving the summer between junior and senior year of high school. I imagine there was a lot of letter writing to my best friend Kate, who lived far far away in Boston. We had just moved, again, this time to the sweet little condo in Amityville. We would move one more time before I graduated from school, three doors down from No. 8 to No. 11. I'm pretty sure if I were 16, I was doing a lot of writing, a lot of sulking, a lot of SNL watching, a lot of daydreaming about college and leaving NY. I was quite the lonely teenager. So far this game is very depressing.
2. Five items on your to-do list today
Hmmm. Send Mandy a birthday card. Online marketing for Culture Clique. I have a super gnarly presentation at 2 (LA time). Later will be "So You Think You Can Dance" with Mark and the kids. Buy wine. Life is so much better at 26 than it was at 16.
3. Snacks I enjoy
Pink lady apples and yogurt covered pretzels.
4. What would you do if you were a billionaire?
I would write. Write, write, write. I'd buy a massive farmhouse in Connecticut and a little cottage in the English countryside. I'd have dinner tonight in Paris and then stay the rest of the week, practicing French with my tutor. I'd adopt a slew of sheepdogs, the big shaggy ones like Nana in Peter Pan. I'd commission Zac Posen to design me a line of dresses in size 10 only. Buy my parents a villa in Italy. Buy my oldest sister, a social worker/single mom, the house of her dreams. Buy my niece a princess. Buy my nephew a pony. Make my second oldest sister take care of said pony. Then buy her the entire Banana Republic Summer Collection. Oh, and pay off Kate's med school bills. And buy Mandy a store. And Vic a pirate ship. And Trendz a dinosaur from Jurassic Park. God, there's so much to do.
5. Places I would live
Connecticut, the English countryside, Italy (anywhere in Italy), Savannah, Austin, Nashville and Seattle. And maybe a lighthouse in Maine.
6. Bloggers I am passing the challenge on to are:
Sumeba Miyako- Cause she lives in a tropical island in Japan and I don't.
I've never done a blog tag before. Forgive me my ignorance, the absence here of sure footing.
1. What did you do 10 years ago?
Grimace. Ten years ago, I was somehow surviving the summer between junior and senior year of high school. I imagine there was a lot of letter writing to my best friend Kate, who lived far far away in Boston. We had just moved, again, this time to the sweet little condo in Amityville. We would move one more time before I graduated from school, three doors down from No. 8 to No. 11. I'm pretty sure if I were 16, I was doing a lot of writing, a lot of sulking, a lot of SNL watching, a lot of daydreaming about college and leaving NY. I was quite the lonely teenager. So far this game is very depressing.
2. Five items on your to-do list today
Hmmm. Send Mandy a birthday card. Online marketing for Culture Clique. I have a super gnarly presentation at 2 (LA time). Later will be "So You Think You Can Dance" with Mark and the kids. Buy wine. Life is so much better at 26 than it was at 16.
3. Snacks I enjoy
Pink lady apples and yogurt covered pretzels.
4. What would you do if you were a billionaire?
I would write. Write, write, write. I'd buy a massive farmhouse in Connecticut and a little cottage in the English countryside. I'd have dinner tonight in Paris and then stay the rest of the week, practicing French with my tutor. I'd adopt a slew of sheepdogs, the big shaggy ones like Nana in Peter Pan. I'd commission Zac Posen to design me a line of dresses in size 10 only. Buy my parents a villa in Italy. Buy my oldest sister, a social worker/single mom, the house of her dreams. Buy my niece a princess. Buy my nephew a pony. Make my second oldest sister take care of said pony. Then buy her the entire Banana Republic Summer Collection. Oh, and pay off Kate's med school bills. And buy Mandy a store. And Vic a pirate ship. And Trendz a dinosaur from Jurassic Park. God, there's so much to do.
5. Places I would live
Connecticut, the English countryside, Italy (anywhere in Italy), Savannah, Austin, Nashville and Seattle. And maybe a lighthouse in Maine.
6. Bloggers I am passing the challenge on to are:
Sumeba Miyako- Cause she lives in a tropical island in Japan and I don't.
July 7, 2008
Lesson #1 about Working From Home
Wearing a tube top and taking a video conference call makes you look naked. So there's one of my real life nightmares basically come to life.
Just thought you should all know.
Just thought you should all know.
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