Thursday, March 26, 2009
dundler mifflin newsletter
Dwight's memo on the dress code: "Rolling up your shirtsleeves makes you look like a slacker. Unbuttoning the top button on your dress shirt makes you look like an anarchist. Loosening your necktie, makes you look like a marijuana addict."
i succumbed.
i tried to resist it. i did. i know it's ridiculous. i'm still trying to figure it all out... but the peer pressure was too strong and the curiousity peaked and i did it. i joined twitter.
nobody puts baby in a corner.
nobody puts baby in a corner.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
4 questions.
If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?
As scary as it would be, I think so. I’d know my deadline and what I wanted to do up until that point. Plus, if it were guaranteed that no matter what I did, I was going to die on that specific date, no sooner, no later, I think I’d be more adventurous up until that point because I’d know that no matter what crazy thing I did, I wouldn’t die from it… I'd feel invincible. I mean, I don't know if that was realistically an option if I'd take it - probably not - but in this hypothetical world, I can see the benefit to it.
Do you have an accent?
I am a firm believer that I don’t, but according to linguists, I have an “inland northern american” dialect of english or more broadly, a "General American" accent, that they teach to newscasters, actors, and ESL students.
I'm fascinated by linguistics. How does that happen? How do people, even people within the same state, speak so differently? Like, when you go to southern Ohio, it feels like you're in the South and it's still Ohio. If I lived here in Toledo but had British parents, would I have a British accent or would I have the accent of my neighbors, teachers, local media, and friends? I know that kids learn to speak from their parents so any kind of linguistic trait is most likely passed on until they learn otherwise or choose to change certain quirks or habits. Like, I know I've picked up on my family's vocubulary and pronounciations of things and as I've gotten older, I've realized, "Oh, that's not right" and tried to be aware that I wasn't duplicating their errors. For example, my mom, who is a very intelligent woman, pronounces "library" as "lie-berry" which drives me crazy but she's been doing it her whole life and can't change it. Even things such as expressions can be family specific and not necessarilly connected to an area or a region - like, Katie's family calls over easy eggs "dippy eggs", which I found out is a Pennsylvania thing so then I wonder about her family history and if her family lived in PA and moved here and brought that with them. And I think about how my cousins from PA have kind of hard to define and pinpoint accents but clearly, they have accents. Of course, they don't think they have an accent. It's just fascinating.
Ever had someone sing to you?
1) Dinner Dance 2004. Tim and I were dancing to 'Brown Eyed Girl' and he was singing along and sang it to me, but changed the words to 'Blue Eyed Girl'.
2) James was playing the piano at the chapel one day and I was sitting and listening and he sang a little Radiohead. He was singing to me since I was the only one in the room, he knew that song, and liked Radiohead... It was not a romantic gesture, although let's not lie, my 19 year old self sure wished it was. haha.
3) On retreat one year, Brigette, Carly, Leslie, and I were sitting in somebody's bedroom, talking and James came in and sat on the bed opposite of us. He listened for awhile and suddenly got up, went out, got his guitar, came in and announced he wanted to play us a song. He sang "Pitseleh" by Elliot Smith.
Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?
I wouldn't want to go back permanently. I wouldn't want to try and go back and change things. I think I'd like to go back for a day or an hour or some short, set period of time and just observe certain times of my life again that are fuzzy now or that were such awesome memories that I'd like to re-live them. I'd like to see what I was like as a kid and how I treated others and how I felt and acted when my parents got divorced, because I don't remember that time. I'd like to go back and just watch, like I'm watching video, of some times at st pius or listening to a conversation at my high school lunch table or going on a middle of the night adventure with paul in college. And in the broader sense of like, time travel, not just in my own life - totally. I'd love to just spend a day in all sorts of different time periods, to get a perspective on what life was like for people.
As scary as it would be, I think so. I’d know my deadline and what I wanted to do up until that point. Plus, if it were guaranteed that no matter what I did, I was going to die on that specific date, no sooner, no later, I think I’d be more adventurous up until that point because I’d know that no matter what crazy thing I did, I wouldn’t die from it… I'd feel invincible. I mean, I don't know if that was realistically an option if I'd take it - probably not - but in this hypothetical world, I can see the benefit to it.
Do you have an accent?
I am a firm believer that I don’t, but according to linguists, I have an “inland northern american” dialect of english or more broadly, a "General American" accent, that they teach to newscasters, actors, and ESL students.
I'm fascinated by linguistics. How does that happen? How do people, even people within the same state, speak so differently? Like, when you go to southern Ohio, it feels like you're in the South and it's still Ohio. If I lived here in Toledo but had British parents, would I have a British accent or would I have the accent of my neighbors, teachers, local media, and friends? I know that kids learn to speak from their parents so any kind of linguistic trait is most likely passed on until they learn otherwise or choose to change certain quirks or habits. Like, I know I've picked up on my family's vocubulary and pronounciations of things and as I've gotten older, I've realized, "Oh, that's not right" and tried to be aware that I wasn't duplicating their errors. For example, my mom, who is a very intelligent woman, pronounces "library" as "lie-berry" which drives me crazy but she's been doing it her whole life and can't change it. Even things such as expressions can be family specific and not necessarilly connected to an area or a region - like, Katie's family calls over easy eggs "dippy eggs", which I found out is a Pennsylvania thing so then I wonder about her family history and if her family lived in PA and moved here and brought that with them. And I think about how my cousins from PA have kind of hard to define and pinpoint accents but clearly, they have accents. Of course, they don't think they have an accent. It's just fascinating.
Ever had someone sing to you?
1) Dinner Dance 2004. Tim and I were dancing to 'Brown Eyed Girl' and he was singing along and sang it to me, but changed the words to 'Blue Eyed Girl'.
2) James was playing the piano at the chapel one day and I was sitting and listening and he sang a little Radiohead. He was singing to me since I was the only one in the room, he knew that song, and liked Radiohead... It was not a romantic gesture, although let's not lie, my 19 year old self sure wished it was. haha.
3) On retreat one year, Brigette, Carly, Leslie, and I were sitting in somebody's bedroom, talking and James came in and sat on the bed opposite of us. He listened for awhile and suddenly got up, went out, got his guitar, came in and announced he wanted to play us a song. He sang "Pitseleh" by Elliot Smith.
Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?
I wouldn't want to go back permanently. I wouldn't want to try and go back and change things. I think I'd like to go back for a day or an hour or some short, set period of time and just observe certain times of my life again that are fuzzy now or that were such awesome memories that I'd like to re-live them. I'd like to see what I was like as a kid and how I treated others and how I felt and acted when my parents got divorced, because I don't remember that time. I'd like to go back and just watch, like I'm watching video, of some times at st pius or listening to a conversation at my high school lunch table or going on a middle of the night adventure with paul in college. And in the broader sense of like, time travel, not just in my own life - totally. I'd love to just spend a day in all sorts of different time periods, to get a perspective on what life was like for people.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
up at the gym, just working on my fitness
seriously, i'm so proud of myself this week. i've gone to lifestyles monday, thursday, and today and did 45 minutes on the treadmill on tuesday and wednesday at my dad's house. at the gym today, i did a 10 am spinning class (which is RIDICULOUS - i was all excited about spinning but i don't know, man... my legs felt like they were going to fall off) and then did a cardio dance class, which was awesome. i could do that all the time. i worked my ass off but i enjoyed doing it.
my bracket is doing suprisingly well thus far - i'm ahead of rosanna, katie, and nick, i think because i picked some underdog teams that other people didn't think would do it and i didn't know any better. haha. i was really into watching the siena/OSU game last night and i picked siena so i was excited. i was bummed because i had wake forest going pretty far and they lost to cleveland state, which was an upset. but yeah... sports!
P.S. Fuck trees, I climb buoys, motherfucker.
my bracket is doing suprisingly well thus far - i'm ahead of rosanna, katie, and nick, i think because i picked some underdog teams that other people didn't think would do it and i didn't know any better. haha. i was really into watching the siena/OSU game last night and i picked siena so i was excited. i was bummed because i had wake forest going pretty far and they lost to cleveland state, which was an upset. but yeah... sports!
P.S. Fuck trees, I climb buoys, motherfucker.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
"She was like a Parisian river." "What, dirty?"
Remember how I admitted to watching Tool Academy? Yeah, I found the biggest tool of them all: Adam Lambert on this season's American Idol. Seriously, I hate that guy. He's a huge tool who thinks he's the shit and the judges do too and I don't get it. He's a screamer and a poser. It's ridic. Also a tool? "Octomom". Go away. This article puts it succinctly: Let’s Never Hear About Nadya ‘Octomom’ Suleman Ever Again. I don't care about you, I think you're a ridiculous human being, and I think you're a total nut job. Tool.
Anyway, back to American Idol, one of the guys I actually like, Kris, sang a song that they introduced as a Garth Brooks song but I know as an Adele song. Turns out, it was originally a Bob Dylan song and has been covered by a million people. I love Adele's version:
Last night, they repeated the Last Call where Adele was on the whole show and I wanted to watch it but I was sleepy so I missed it. Tried to find it online and found a performance or two but not the whole thing. While searching, I came across Carson's interview with Kings of Leon and a little spotlight piece on this kid, Asher Roth. I had heard his name before when I was loooking at iTunes top 100 and his song was in the top 10, and I had never heard of him before. I think I kind of dig it. I just wish this song had come out a few years earlier so we could have played it at our college parties:
Anyway, back to American Idol, one of the guys I actually like, Kris, sang a song that they introduced as a Garth Brooks song but I know as an Adele song. Turns out, it was originally a Bob Dylan song and has been covered by a million people. I love Adele's version:
Last night, they repeated the Last Call where Adele was on the whole show and I wanted to watch it but I was sleepy so I missed it. Tried to find it online and found a performance or two but not the whole thing. While searching, I came across Carson's interview with Kings of Leon and a little spotlight piece on this kid, Asher Roth. I had heard his name before when I was loooking at iTunes top 100 and his song was in the top 10, and I had never heard of him before. I think I kind of dig it. I just wish this song had come out a few years earlier so we could have played it at our college parties:
Sunday, March 15, 2009
shameful reality television, sports, cars, and other things i shouldn't be involved with....
I'm flipping channels on this lazy, I don't feel good kind of Sunday and I came across some things I'm not proud of watching -- a special about the "winner" of Tool Academy (is there really a winner on a VH1 reality show about tools? Really?), Tough Love, Candy Girls, Millionaire Matchmaker -- but after my brain had rotted from all of that, I stopped on PBS because Michael Johns was on. I loved Michael Johns last season on AI and I'm bummed we didn't get to meet him when we went to the concert. He was singing the song from St. Elmo's Fire and it was awesome:
It's this special for the songwriter David Foster, where all of these artists came and sang these great songs he's written and produced over the years and they're whoring it out on PBS right now. Wow, PBS. $90 for the CD/DVD of the concert? I know you're hard up for donations but I could buy that shit on Amazon for $20. Oh, now I'm watching Celine bring the jam... I'm totally watching PBS for awhile. This is awesome.
Yesterday, I drove around Toledo for a little while, just because I felt like driving. I ended up around Detroit and Dorr and drove past two establishments that made me incredibly happy: Soul City House of God (and their sign boasted that they are the "Holy Ghost Headquarters") and a building across the street called the Sobriety Social Club (I tried googling 'Sobriety Social Club toledo ohio' and Club Eclipse came up. That is not a sober social setting). I mean, I couldn't make that up. It's just amazing.
I agreed yesterday to join a March Madness NCAA pool, which if you know me, is hilarious. I'm making a bracket tonight. My choices will be solely based on random selection because I know absolutely nothing about college basketball. Let's not lie, I know next to nothing about all sports but I'm especially out of the loop on college sports. As Sarah says, it's like making a bracket for whether St. Pius softball will beat out Gesu on the BCSN game. haha. So, I'm putting in my $5 and I'm taking wild guesses and I hope I beat everybody just to piss off my friends who actually know about sports. :)
On a not so happy note, I managed to be a dumbass and screw up my car last night. I was at my dad's house and parked in their driveway. When my dad came back from his gig in his monster truck sized SUV and parked next to me in the driveway, there wasn't a lot of room left, considering my car is a boat anyway. I went to back out and knew there wasn't a lot of room so I tried to angle my car to give us some space so I could get out but apparently I miscalculated and/or we were both parked on weird angles... it started out ok and then I heard an ugly noise and this happened:
Of course, my dad's SUV has a little scratch on it that can probably be buffed out with a soft cloth or colored in with a magic marker. And my car looks like what you see above. This is because my dad's car is a tank. At least there's no real damage to my car, in terms of effecting how it runs. I'm glad the headlight wasn't broken. And my dad's going to try and help me fix the sideview mirror that's hanging by a cable right now. As my family has said, my car now has "character". I think I look like one of the drivers I avoid on the road because they look like they're accident prone.
It's this special for the songwriter David Foster, where all of these artists came and sang these great songs he's written and produced over the years and they're whoring it out on PBS right now. Wow, PBS. $90 for the CD/DVD of the concert? I know you're hard up for donations but I could buy that shit on Amazon for $20. Oh, now I'm watching Celine bring the jam... I'm totally watching PBS for awhile. This is awesome.
Yesterday, I drove around Toledo for a little while, just because I felt like driving. I ended up around Detroit and Dorr and drove past two establishments that made me incredibly happy: Soul City House of God (and their sign boasted that they are the "Holy Ghost Headquarters") and a building across the street called the Sobriety Social Club (I tried googling 'Sobriety Social Club toledo ohio' and Club Eclipse came up. That is not a sober social setting). I mean, I couldn't make that up. It's just amazing.
I agreed yesterday to join a March Madness NCAA pool, which if you know me, is hilarious. I'm making a bracket tonight. My choices will be solely based on random selection because I know absolutely nothing about college basketball. Let's not lie, I know next to nothing about all sports but I'm especially out of the loop on college sports. As Sarah says, it's like making a bracket for whether St. Pius softball will beat out Gesu on the BCSN game. haha. So, I'm putting in my $5 and I'm taking wild guesses and I hope I beat everybody just to piss off my friends who actually know about sports. :)
On a not so happy note, I managed to be a dumbass and screw up my car last night. I was at my dad's house and parked in their driveway. When my dad came back from his gig in his monster truck sized SUV and parked next to me in the driveway, there wasn't a lot of room left, considering my car is a boat anyway. I went to back out and knew there wasn't a lot of room so I tried to angle my car to give us some space so I could get out but apparently I miscalculated and/or we were both parked on weird angles... it started out ok and then I heard an ugly noise and this happened:
Of course, my dad's SUV has a little scratch on it that can probably be buffed out with a soft cloth or colored in with a magic marker. And my car looks like what you see above. This is because my dad's car is a tank. At least there's no real damage to my car, in terms of effecting how it runs. I'm glad the headlight wasn't broken. And my dad's going to try and help me fix the sideview mirror that's hanging by a cable right now. As my family has said, my car now has "character". I think I look like one of the drivers I avoid on the road because they look like they're accident prone.
Friday, March 13, 2009
...to keep secrets from my computer.
Got my hair cut, as scheduled. I dig it. Don't know what it looks like natural yet, with the waves and the curls but I'm just so glad it's not in a ponytail anymore :)
The Office started out slow and I didn't really get where it was going but it turned out awesome. This episode had some of my favorite lines from this season, I think:
Pam: (One of Michael's excuses for not being able to come to the phone): trapped in an oil painting.
Andy: ...barbeque sauce of shame and rage.
Dwight: What about shoe la la?
Dwight: Horseboat
Michael: I will be honest with you, I do want the credit without any of the blame.
I'm watching "Rachel Getting Married" now and it's intense. Anne hathaway definitely deserved the oscar nomination and honestly, now that I've seen both "The Reader" and this movie, I liked this one much better and think that Anne Hathaway should have won for best actress over Kate Winslet in that movie. I mean, Kate Winslet is great and deserves an award for the bulk of her work but overall, I think Anne hathway did a better job in this particular movie. "the measure of a great life is not how well loved you are but how well you love others." awesome. and i like how the cast is so diverse - like, a mix of cultures and races are represented without making a big deal of it or even talking about it. just families coming together... it's cool. I recommend it.
So, I have horrible posture. Like, I'm constantly sitting hunched over and it's really starting to hurt my back. I need to work on that.
I'm excited that it's Friday. I don't really have big weekend plans or anything but I'm glad that it is in fact the weekend. It's supposed to be in the 50s tomorrow. I hope it really is and I can enjoy the 'warmth'. :)
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
high heels. red dress.
I wore heels today to work. Some kick ass pink heels that I bought at Goodwill and obviously, I live in flats so it's a big deal that I rocked heels all day today and my feet are ok. They don't ache, no blisters, no severe issues - they felt a little weird by the end but not in pain. Awesome.
I joined a gym today. They offered me a super cheap deal and I was like, Yeah! Gym! So, I'm going to go and take classes and ride on the bikes in front of the windows across from the mall and people can drive by and see me sweating my ass off. Whoooo. Classes that I might be interested in:
Lifestyles
Monday
6:30 - Turbo Kick / Spinning
7:30 - Spinning
Tuesday
6:00 - Spinning
6:30 - Step
Wednesday
5:30 - Zumba / Spinning
6:30 - Turbo Kick / Spinning
Thursday
6:00 - Spinning
6:30 - Zumba
Friday
5:30 - Belly Dancing
Saturday
10 am - Turbo Kick / Spinning
11 am - Cardio Dance
Sunday
9:15 am - Zumba
10 am - Spinning
Ok, let's not lie. 9:15 Sunday morning? hahahaha. That's not going to happen. But you know.
I'm getting my hair cut tomorrow. Nothing super drastic. I prefer it shorter. Between chin and shoulder, semi side part, letting it curl up and wave and do whatever the hell it wants when I want without having to straighten or blow dry it or pull it into a ponytail everyday. You know. I'm excited. I'm tired of my hair right now.
I was at Major Magic's over the weekend and it was magical, as promised. And major. I rocked some skee ball, even though I had one wild pitch that ended up in the next lane. Got to experience the wonder of the animatronic robot band, that is so old that the squeaks are louder than the music, which was amazing. And little kids still love that stuff. Seriously, they are all about it. It's great. Oh, and I played this game where all of the instructions were in Japanese so I had no idea what I was supposed to be doing at all and it turned out that the whole point of the game was to match up letters - like four robots came on the screen that said "D A D N" and I was looking at it like, am I supposed to spell something? No, match letters. I got it. Thanks, teenage Major Magic's employee standing over my shoulder and informing me. And let me tell you that they used to give you some decent candy for like 10 tickets and now, you need almost 100 to get anything. So, with 60 tickets, we ended up with 5 peppermints and the best prize there, a furry fake mustache. The lower ticket prizes were like plastic army men, peppermints, lisa frank style erasers, temporary tattoos, and a plastic bin full of an assortment of fuzzy mustaches. Wonderful.
Alison and I were reading our horoscopes in the TV Guide and Seventeen magazine today (we're both Tauruses) and they were all negative, like "Oh, you think someone's giving you compliments but they're not genuine" or "You're in a bad mood, Taurus. Lighten up." So, we realized the same lady writes both of them and hates on Tauruses for no reason. Who gets a job as an astrologist and how does one get a job as an astrologist? Lame.
There's a serious draft in my apartment and with the heat STILL not working (way to go, landlord), it's quite chilly. I have to keep repeating: Spring is coming, spring is coming, spring is coming! :)
I joined a gym today. They offered me a super cheap deal and I was like, Yeah! Gym! So, I'm going to go and take classes and ride on the bikes in front of the windows across from the mall and people can drive by and see me sweating my ass off. Whoooo. Classes that I might be interested in:
Lifestyles
Monday
6:30 - Turbo Kick / Spinning
7:30 - Spinning
Tuesday
6:00 - Spinning
6:30 - Step
Wednesday
5:30 - Zumba / Spinning
6:30 - Turbo Kick / Spinning
Thursday
6:00 - Spinning
6:30 - Zumba
Friday
5:30 - Belly Dancing
Saturday
10 am - Turbo Kick / Spinning
11 am - Cardio Dance
Sunday
9:15 am - Zumba
10 am - Spinning
Ok, let's not lie. 9:15 Sunday morning? hahahaha. That's not going to happen. But you know.
I'm getting my hair cut tomorrow. Nothing super drastic. I prefer it shorter. Between chin and shoulder, semi side part, letting it curl up and wave and do whatever the hell it wants when I want without having to straighten or blow dry it or pull it into a ponytail everyday. You know. I'm excited. I'm tired of my hair right now.
I was at Major Magic's over the weekend and it was magical, as promised. And major. I rocked some skee ball, even though I had one wild pitch that ended up in the next lane. Got to experience the wonder of the animatronic robot band, that is so old that the squeaks are louder than the music, which was amazing. And little kids still love that stuff. Seriously, they are all about it. It's great. Oh, and I played this game where all of the instructions were in Japanese so I had no idea what I was supposed to be doing at all and it turned out that the whole point of the game was to match up letters - like four robots came on the screen that said "D A D N" and I was looking at it like, am I supposed to spell something? No, match letters. I got it. Thanks, teenage Major Magic's employee standing over my shoulder and informing me. And let me tell you that they used to give you some decent candy for like 10 tickets and now, you need almost 100 to get anything. So, with 60 tickets, we ended up with 5 peppermints and the best prize there, a furry fake mustache. The lower ticket prizes were like plastic army men, peppermints, lisa frank style erasers, temporary tattoos, and a plastic bin full of an assortment of fuzzy mustaches. Wonderful.
Alison and I were reading our horoscopes in the TV Guide and Seventeen magazine today (we're both Tauruses) and they were all negative, like "Oh, you think someone's giving you compliments but they're not genuine" or "You're in a bad mood, Taurus. Lighten up." So, we realized the same lady writes both of them and hates on Tauruses for no reason. Who gets a job as an astrologist and how does one get a job as an astrologist? Lame.
There's a serious draft in my apartment and with the heat STILL not working (way to go, landlord), it's quite chilly. I have to keep repeating: Spring is coming, spring is coming, spring is coming! :)
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
yes, my parents are on facebook.
i love explaining the inner workings of facebook and proper facebook etiquette to my dad and stepmom.
"you shouldn't update your status too much or you might as well get a twitter account.... and we all know that's ridiculous."
"if you don't like that picture of yourself, you can untag it."
"if you're going to be writing back and forth with someone and you don't want everyone to read it and you don't want to dominate their wall, it's best to send a message."
you know. things you learn after 4 or 5 years of being on facebook. jesus. that's interesting. i'm not a part of the elitist, parents shouldn't be on facebook crowd... and i'm not someone who hides things from my family so anything that's online about me, they probably already know. it's just funny to think about the way things transition and change. it's a little odd.
melissa's back in town for a few more hours at least. she had her spring break this week so it was nice getting to see her in person again, although we talk everyday so the separation anxiety wasn't at an all time high by any means. although let me make a bold statement and say that distance, in general, sucks. not just with melissa being in DC but i find there are a handful of people that i wish i could be around on a more day to day basis without it having to be an event to see them. distance makes things hard... wow, that's what she said. haha.
katie's bridal shower on sunday went really well and it feels nice to put that portion behind us and not have to worry about getting all the details finalized and just rest easy in knowing it was a success. less than two months to katie and nick's wedding! wooooo. that's exciting.
work is still going well and that's awesome. the days go by pretty damn fast and i'm definitely learning new things. plus, i like that it's an overall laid back atmosphere - i can wear jeans or even lounge/yoga pants if i want and the occasional hoodie. i like that. some time to check my gmail and yes, the ever present facebook throughout the day. if i'm running a little behind and get there at 9:15 instead of 9 sharp, it's ok - i just stay a little later to make it up. people are getting to know me a little better and are still being amazing about answering questions and helping me figure stuff out. it's nice. i like it.
american idol has started up again, which means weekly work family american idol time. they're still choosing the top 12 now and they brought back the wild card show, which is a good idea. i'm not like... in love with anyone right now but i think it'll be a good season, for the most part. i know this sounds horrible but there's a perverse part of my humor that is really looking forward to seeing how they choreograph the dance numbers for the blind guy. today, they had him just sitting on a couch the whole time - they can't do that every week! i'm ready for it. and the thing about the blind guy... he's not a horrible singer by any means and he seems like a nice person but he hit some very bad, off key notes and the judges seemed to totally ignore that and instead talk about how inspirational he is. if anyone else sang that dated, obscure, stupid song and hit that many bad notes, they'd tear them up and they'd never get put through but scott is blind so he's got the sympathy vote. whatever. i know it's a popularity contest and they want a diverse group and they've never had a handicapped person before so it makes sense. i'm just saying.
so, my lenten "journey", so to speak, isn't really involving giving anything up this year. i'm trying to work out more often (at least 2-3 times a week) which i know i should have been doing anyway. i'm also going back to mass on sundays - again, should have been doing anyway - and i'm trying to speak more positively about people, in the sense that if i say something negative, i try and also say something positive about that person, thing, or situation. this has been the hardest thing for me, i think. i don't say that to mean that i'm a constant trash talker and bitchy to everyone because i'm not. at least, i hope i'm not. geez. and i suppose it'd be better to follow the "if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all" rule but this is a start. right? right.
i've been listening to this song a lot lately:
i like them.
quick thoughts:
*did not realize the amount of nudity or the basic plot of the reader. honestly, melissa and i were going to see the jonas brothers concert in 3D but seriously, $15 a piece for a matinee? no fucking way. i mean, i inappropriately enjoy the jonas brothers as much as the next twentysomething, not in their target demographic fan but i'm not ridiculous. 'the reader' was good - just very different from the jonas brothers. obviously.
*flo rida (the rapper, not the state) has a new song that samples the 80s song 'you spin me right round' and his version is about either a stripper on a pole or about getting head. can't decide. either way, not appropriate, yet catchy and i'll listen to it.
*i think i like jimmy fallon's show but don't know yet. he's very nervous but seemed to do better last night, with tina fey. i can't figure it out yet. i do like that jimmy fallon, though. always have. those SNL skits with rachel dratch, where they're the boston kids -- one of my favorite bits on SNL ever.
*art garfunkel was randomly on flight of the conchords this week. AMAZING. can't wait to see them in detroit in april with rosanna :) 4th row! i love bret and jemaine. it's business time.
"you shouldn't update your status too much or you might as well get a twitter account.... and we all know that's ridiculous."
"if you don't like that picture of yourself, you can untag it."
"if you're going to be writing back and forth with someone and you don't want everyone to read it and you don't want to dominate their wall, it's best to send a message."
you know. things you learn after 4 or 5 years of being on facebook. jesus. that's interesting. i'm not a part of the elitist, parents shouldn't be on facebook crowd... and i'm not someone who hides things from my family so anything that's online about me, they probably already know. it's just funny to think about the way things transition and change. it's a little odd.
melissa's back in town for a few more hours at least. she had her spring break this week so it was nice getting to see her in person again, although we talk everyday so the separation anxiety wasn't at an all time high by any means. although let me make a bold statement and say that distance, in general, sucks. not just with melissa being in DC but i find there are a handful of people that i wish i could be around on a more day to day basis without it having to be an event to see them. distance makes things hard... wow, that's what she said. haha.
katie's bridal shower on sunday went really well and it feels nice to put that portion behind us and not have to worry about getting all the details finalized and just rest easy in knowing it was a success. less than two months to katie and nick's wedding! wooooo. that's exciting.
work is still going well and that's awesome. the days go by pretty damn fast and i'm definitely learning new things. plus, i like that it's an overall laid back atmosphere - i can wear jeans or even lounge/yoga pants if i want and the occasional hoodie. i like that. some time to check my gmail and yes, the ever present facebook throughout the day. if i'm running a little behind and get there at 9:15 instead of 9 sharp, it's ok - i just stay a little later to make it up. people are getting to know me a little better and are still being amazing about answering questions and helping me figure stuff out. it's nice. i like it.
american idol has started up again, which means weekly work family american idol time. they're still choosing the top 12 now and they brought back the wild card show, which is a good idea. i'm not like... in love with anyone right now but i think it'll be a good season, for the most part. i know this sounds horrible but there's a perverse part of my humor that is really looking forward to seeing how they choreograph the dance numbers for the blind guy. today, they had him just sitting on a couch the whole time - they can't do that every week! i'm ready for it. and the thing about the blind guy... he's not a horrible singer by any means and he seems like a nice person but he hit some very bad, off key notes and the judges seemed to totally ignore that and instead talk about how inspirational he is. if anyone else sang that dated, obscure, stupid song and hit that many bad notes, they'd tear them up and they'd never get put through but scott is blind so he's got the sympathy vote. whatever. i know it's a popularity contest and they want a diverse group and they've never had a handicapped person before so it makes sense. i'm just saying.
so, my lenten "journey", so to speak, isn't really involving giving anything up this year. i'm trying to work out more often (at least 2-3 times a week) which i know i should have been doing anyway. i'm also going back to mass on sundays - again, should have been doing anyway - and i'm trying to speak more positively about people, in the sense that if i say something negative, i try and also say something positive about that person, thing, or situation. this has been the hardest thing for me, i think. i don't say that to mean that i'm a constant trash talker and bitchy to everyone because i'm not. at least, i hope i'm not. geez. and i suppose it'd be better to follow the "if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all" rule but this is a start. right? right.
i've been listening to this song a lot lately:
i like them.
quick thoughts:
*did not realize the amount of nudity or the basic plot of the reader. honestly, melissa and i were going to see the jonas brothers concert in 3D but seriously, $15 a piece for a matinee? no fucking way. i mean, i inappropriately enjoy the jonas brothers as much as the next twentysomething, not in their target demographic fan but i'm not ridiculous. 'the reader' was good - just very different from the jonas brothers. obviously.
*flo rida (the rapper, not the state) has a new song that samples the 80s song 'you spin me right round' and his version is about either a stripper on a pole or about getting head. can't decide. either way, not appropriate, yet catchy and i'll listen to it.
*i think i like jimmy fallon's show but don't know yet. he's very nervous but seemed to do better last night, with tina fey. i can't figure it out yet. i do like that jimmy fallon, though. always have. those SNL skits with rachel dratch, where they're the boston kids -- one of my favorite bits on SNL ever.
*art garfunkel was randomly on flight of the conchords this week. AMAZING. can't wait to see them in detroit in april with rosanna :) 4th row! i love bret and jemaine. it's business time.
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