June 2009
11 posts
Running: Lake vs. the City
people in cars smile instead of making inappropriate remarks
the elderly pause on their walks to wave
deer (lot’s of them), wild turkeys, squirrels
the smell of fresh cut grass, clean air
the abscence of other runners (passing me by and making me feel like crap about myself)
a gentle breeze
Things I learned while I was at home...
You’ve really gotten old when the kids you used to babysit as infants are all grown up and in junior high
Your parents’ friends will gasp in disbelief when they find out how old you are, only to launch into a monologue about turning 30.
My family will still make me totally insane if I’m forced to spend more than two days with them.
Being the oldeset is effing exhausting.
My...
time for a little graduating
Mike and I are at my parent’s home to see four of my five siblings graduate (two from elementary school, one from middle school, and one from high school.) We’re busy, but it’s so good to be home enjoying small town life again.
If only the damn San Francisco weather hadn’t have followed us here …
Today I cleaned, cleaned, cleaned, then ate pizza, pizza, pizza! (Remember those commercials?!)
It was awesome, by the way. (The pizza part. Not the cleaning, obviously.)
“I am an unlimited person living in a limited world.”
– The Man Who Rowed Christopher Columbus Ashore, Harlan Ellison
Boy, I've been MIA this week.
I don’t know what’s gotten into me, but I can’t seem to think straight. And everything feels off somehow. But I’m working on returning to normal (if there is such a thing.)
things that are keeping me sane this weekend:
book club, The Reader, and we get to watch the movie, too
baking (and eating) german chocolate cake squares for book club
fance-shmance dinner at home:...
May 2009
38 posts
Last night . . .
I did something that I would never, ever normally do: I went to a social event for young women. I was not in a sorority in college. In fact, I was (and am) one of those girls that thought sororities and the Greek system in general was fairly lame. So I think last night was about as close as I’ll ever come to a mixer or a rush party. Here’s the thing, aside from the initial...
Ever just want to scream and kick something? Only, instead, you just take a deep breath and pretend everything is fine.
Inapproriate lingo I'm not aware of
Mike and I just spent ten minutes yelling back and forth from the living room to the kitchen (his “office” is at the kitchen table, mine is in the living room; we’re super classy like that) about the definition of “batwings.” (And I ain’t referring to a bat’s wing.) Of course he refused to tell me what it was so I was forced to turn the Internets. Thank...
I just got back from a job interview. Here’s the thing: when I think about not getting it I feel panicky. And when I think about getting it, I also feel panicky. Apparently, I have issues with change. Or maybe it’s just that I know how quickly one change can reestablish the flow of your life. All of a sudden your headed in an entirely different direction.
You know when you’ve finally convinced yourself without a doubt that you suck? And that all the people who think they suck should really bow down at your feet because there is no one as sucky as you? And you’re really sad and you want to crawl into a little ball? But then something not sucky, something like potentially good happens to you and you think, “Maybe I don’t...
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pay it forward
Today, walking down Chestnut, Mike and I saw a little old woman with an injured foot trying to scoot herself down the sidewalk in her wheelchair. I was thinking, “Oh dear, we have to get her home,” right as the woman in front of us stopped and asked the lady if she could use some momentum.
Random acts of kindness make my heart swell. There are good people in the world if you look...
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more Craigslist "marketing" ads that make you go...
Note the bold:
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Successful entrepreneur in media/entertainment/technology fields seeks intelligent, open-minded, flexible and responsible muse who will be a sounding board for often radical creative idea, story and production concepts, and in time, to become a confidante and life coach to help him express inner motivations...
best news ever!
Today while I was running, I actually passed someone! Hell, freaking, yes! See, that never ever happens because I am the slowest runner ever. When Mike runs with me, he just shuffles by my side at a quick walk. It’s THAT bad, but today? Today, I was faster than one person, who wasn’t 70+. That folks is just a little something I like to call progress!
Friend: Well, people in their thirties, do always say that it's better there.
Me: That's just what people in their thirties would say.
Friend and I are wondering: Is there a name for people who pick signifcant others that are less fun, less interesting, and generally, bland in comparison? There should be.
monday.
scenes-from-my-hood:
so far, monday is really trying to harsh my mellow. woke up, sunny day, could hear the dog next door digging in his yard. as he should be. it seemed all was well. the doctor wasn’t home last night. so i had sprawled around the bed. it was comfy. i was comfy. went through the morning routine, trailed by roo, footstep-pawstep-footstep-pawstep. normal. i gather my...
I am a lazy ass procrastinating piece of crap. Two days of class left, no job, and I still can’t get shit done.
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According to IMDB, the working title of "Obsessed"...
exceptforthisone:
crazyonyou:
i shit you not.
As far as I’m concerned this is what it will be called in my head.
Fucking hilarious.
The one person I know who actually uses the word “bologne” (as in “that’s a bunch of bologne”) happens to be the guy I live with. It’s quite endearing.
Lesson Learned
If you don’t want to find yourself extremely angry at 10:00 p.m. on a Wednesday, do not listen to Dr. Laura Schlessinger in the car on your way home.
Why I Like Blogging
A week from now I’ll be a day away from summer vacation (like for reals this time since I’m still not working)! The final project for my workshop class is to revise one of the pieces that I turned in over the semester for critique. As part of this project we have to share in class tonight what we struggle with when it comes to the proess of revision. My list is endless and boring and I...
“Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while,...”
– Ferris Bueller
I feel like I’m in the middle of the biggest “stop” right now. Life’s flying by, and I’m just stuck watching.
Amazing Things About a Weekend to Myself
getting away with a marathon of Beverly Hills, 90210 and True Life episodes, without being made fun of mercilessly
buying a $7.99 bottle of fruity Merlot all to myself
drinking said Merlot (all to myself) while watching Rachel Getting Married
openly crying as loudly and ridiculously as I felt like through the movie
enjoying a wonderful blue cheese burger and a shot of Grey Goose for a...
Me and San Francisco
Today, May Day, marks our three year anniversary. And like any good relationship, it feels infinitely longer, and also, as if it’s flown right by. From the beginning there were sparks. I loved to peek out the uppermost righthand corner of my studio’s kitchen window and take in the view of the Golden Gate. I could only make out the very highest tip of it’s first pillar, but it was...
The checkout guy at the market thought I was 18.
WOO HOO!
Bring it, 26! Bring. It.
I am scared of many, many, many things, like snakes, strange weather patterns, and throwing up. But the thing I’m most afraid of? Night. Oh dear, it’s bad. It shames me to say that it’s only truly terrible when Mike is gone, like this weekend. I know, it makes me feel all kinds of lame to say that I can’t sleep by myself. But alone in the apartment at night, I end up...
April 2009
38 posts
