February 2012
20 posts
Good Will Hunting is on TV. I have such a soft spot for this movie. It’s embarrassing, but our love is bigger than embarrassment. I’ve heard that the crushes you have when new sexual parts of your brain are developing become part of that make-up; they influence what you’re attracted to from then on. And it is a sorry shame, but I think my brain was developing some stuff when I...
fuuuuuuck
Neighbor Mike is making blueberry muffins. This is torture!
late night emails
“So I google-imaged Billy Crystal and was like, huh, why aren’t there more pictures of Billy Crystal as a younger man? And then I sort of realized that he’s always looked the same. Young Billy Crystal pictures and old Billy Crystal pictures are practically interchangeable. I’m so happy I get to see him host the Oscars on Sunday. If this email was a letter I’d probably...
Confessions:
-I think maybe he’s right and the new dog doesn’t like me because she can sense that I subconsciously resent her (for not being the former pet) (sigh, RIP.) I don’t mean to do that; I know it’s not fair. But I think it COULD be happening.
-I’m hitting this One Direction phase hard. So far I’ve resisted following every 1D-dedicated tumblr but I...
Last night a theater showed that Leo Romeo & Juliet (my tall and pretentious co-worker informed me that I should refer to it as the Baz Lurhmann version) (moments before interrupting my conversation with another co-worker about Buffy and Spike to say that if I wanted to watch television that is actually good I should watch West Wing) (duuuuude just stop what you’re doing, just stop) so I...
Good friend M and I were supposed to work out and get sushi tonight but she straight up flaked (“It’s been raining all day, ugh…”) so instead of doing those things on my own, I’ve indulged in a night of shame! Stuffed myself with Thai takeout while simultaneously consuming back-to-back episodes of Toddlers in Tiaras. I have every kind of heartburn.
Employee of the Year comin' atcha.
It’s not anything hard or important, not something to be too proud of, but I am producing tangible work in this new job. Everything, from tracking down mundane details to the planning to the pitching to the writing, is recorded in emails and spreadsheets and Outlook notes. I manage my own time, no one looks over my shoulder, and I have something to show at the end of the day. It feels so...
January 2012
29 posts
I have a neighbor named Roman. I bet when his parents named him they didn’t imagine him chain smoking in a communal driveway wearing the same pair of calf-length red gym shorts EVERY DAMN DAY.
(I’m in a mean mood. Sorry Roman. I don’t know your life.)
It is January and I am solidly in late-twenties territory, but today is my last day of this job and you know what? The air today feels and smells like the last day of school. It’s weird. Pleasant. But I don’t have all the last-day-of-school feelings, because instead of eating popsicles in my Soffe shorts on Monday, I’m going to be the new kid in a new office, working my buns off....
Tonight I saw Dave Coulier do stand-up and it was surreal and heartwarming and very PG. I’m now convinced that he wrote all that Joey Gladstone material himself. “I’ll cookie you!” would have fit right in with his set, and if this seems condescending - I don’t mean to be. I’m pretty sure date night at Joey Gladstone stand-up was my idea of a dream date when I...
I got the job I applied for! I feel excited and nervous, but mostly relieved. I hate this job, have hated it from the first day, every day. Counting minutes, blinking tears, doubting everything. Asking permission. Apologizing. Cringing. Ok, enough with the dramatic stuff. I do have that sensation of, like, oh shit now I have to do all that stuff I totally convinced you I could do? But I have only...
lunch ninja (or lunch regular cheap person)
Step 1: Snatch bagel from tray in conference room.
Step 2: Hide bagel in desk drawer. Not because someone will take it, that would be insane; because it’s “everything flavored” and smells a lot, and you get headaches from that kind of thing. You delicate moonbeam you.
Step 3: Order one scoop of chicken salad and some cucumber slices from the deli downstairs. Total cost...
I used to like Mila Kunis because she was dating Macaulay Culkin and now I don’t like Mila Kunis because she stopped dating Macaulay Culkin. That’s all. I’ve been coming to terms with it and needed to say type it out loud.
“More yays than nays. But more neighs than anything.”
– Kevin Babbles, giving a fake review of War Horse.
(via whydoihaveablog)
“This meal will hurt your heart like the love of a stoic man.”
I love Maggie’s writing.
“Don’t lament so much about how your career is going to turn out. You don’t have a career. You have a life. Do the work. Keep the faith. Be true blue.”
I’m wearing my Kate Middleton heels today. I never wear heels to work and when I do I’m usually in my back-up flats by 10:30. But so far my feet don’t hurt, and on New Year’s Eve my feet didn’t hurt either, at least not to the point where I was, like, standing on one foot and mind-swearing. Which, again, usually happens after I’ve been wearing heels for 9...
saving this to read, like, once a week →
“It made me think of girls - little girls, teenage girls, even old girls like me...”
– Diane Keaton, Then Again
* Devouring this book, crying through maybe 1/3 of it
Went out last night in a new dress I bought 90 minutes before our dinner reservation, without trying it on first. Lost count of how many compliments said dress received, so thanks for being a pal, Ross Dress For Less!
Highlights of the evening: really excellent chips and guacamole, shaking hands with a guy who’s dating a celebrity I like, coming home and putting on pajamas. Maybe I should...
December 2011
11 posts
Have been trying to ward off loneliness all night and convince myself that googling Jamie Lynn Spears in my snuggie is exactly how I wanted to spend my Friday evening. I’ve had a bad cold all week, so I will blame the excessive self-pity on my steadfast companion, the low-grade fever.
The plan for tomorrow is a dance party at a theater but if I’m still sick it could be another long...