So, I got tagged by my roommate, who was tagged by our mutual buddy Faithsalutes. Normally I ignore taggings under my stringent "Chain Mail Hate" standards, but since I'm bored and didn't get anything for Administrative Professionals Day despite my boss pimping it all over the calendar and to our clients, I'll do it.
The Rules:
* link to the person that tagged you
* post the rules on your blog
* share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself
* tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs
* let each random person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog
Here they are:
1) My normal body temperature is 97.5F, not 98.7F.
2) As a kid I hated all red foods because I thought they were spicy. Yes, this even included strawberries/watermelon/tomatoes/red apples/etc. This still generally carries over in my food preferences in that I prefer green apples to red, will pick pimientos out of green olives, and hate cherries, but I will eat strawberries and watermelon and non-chunky tomato sauce.
3) I absentmindedly twirl my hair when I'm tired.
4) I only clean when no one's home (i.e., when my roommate leaves for more than a day). I'll do minor cleaning otherwise, but I scrub the house top to bottom when no one's around for awhile.
5) This has tamed a bit, but I must look at my food before I eat it. I usually eat around the outside of all types of sandwiches, leaving the middle (best) for last and while doing this I strategize where the next tastiest bite will be.
6) I've already written about this, but I won't walk in sandals on wet concrete. You can see the full reason here.
Tagging:
Uhm, I don't know anyone who blogs that hasn't already been tagged, so this branch ends with me. Oooohh, the power! It makes me drunk!
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
I recently applied to law school and am now at about week 7 of a 4-6 week response period from when my applications were received. I've been in limbo regarding the trajectory of the next three years of my life and it's been driving me nuts.
I have even been known to recently utter the sentence "I can handle being rejected, I just want to KNOW."
That's a total lie.
Being rejected fucking sucks.
It doesn't matter if you want it just a little or a whole freaking lot, to have someone else decide that you're not good enough is always a punch in the gut and one that I haven't learned to weather well.
The current tally: 1 maybe, 3 no's, 3 dunno's
I always try to be the rejecter in an effort to save my own ego (yes, I know this is generally pretty sucky of me, but at least I admit it), so not having any power over this process is really getting to me.
Eff this ish.
I have even been known to recently utter the sentence "I can handle being rejected, I just want to KNOW."
That's a total lie.
Being rejected fucking sucks.
It doesn't matter if you want it just a little or a whole freaking lot, to have someone else decide that you're not good enough is always a punch in the gut and one that I haven't learned to weather well.
The current tally: 1 maybe, 3 no's, 3 dunno's
I always try to be the rejecter in an effort to save my own ego (yes, I know this is generally pretty sucky of me, but at least I admit it), so not having any power over this process is really getting to me.
Eff this ish.
Mondays
Now that I work full time I feel like I identify with this cartoon and that makes me more sad than you will ever know.
Friday, April 18, 2008
Friday, April 11, 2008
Music to Reminisce By
I love pulling out old albums I haven't listened to in years and giving them a re-listen. These are invariably albums I was obsessed with, because I didn't buy any albums I only superficially liked (okay, that's kind of a lie because I own Chumbawamba's album Tubthumper, for which there's no excuse other than what must have been some spare cash burning a hole in my pocket).
I just adore the rush of emotion an old, beloved album brings when played. At the moment I'm listening to Matchbox 20's Yourself Or Someone Like You. I bought it in junior high but never took it out of my CD player in the early years of high school. It was so deliciously emo before emo was cool. I recall sitting in front of my dad's huge speakers in our living room in the few hours between when I got out of school and my parents returned home, listening to that CD on repeat and singing along at the top of my lungs with all the conviction I could muster out of my limited life experience. The whole album reminds me of my freshman year of high school - my favorite of the four - meeting new best friends, having crushes that were flirted around but never materialized to anything, insane amounts of access and freedom courtesy of becoming best friends with someone two grades older who could drive and had a car.
And yesterday I was listening to Frou Frou's Details, an album that has the ability to seemingly physically transport me to my first year college apartment. I wouldn't say that I was obsessed with this album, but I listened to it enough that it was the soundtrack to some of my favorite moments from that year - rekindling an old friendship, drinking enough to wonder why my liver stayed in such an abusive relationship, the excitement and difficulty of living on my own for the first time ... I can still picture exactly where I kept the album on my desk.
This has made me realize that I remember my life in album form - I hardly ever just think of individual moments, as great as they might be, they always come in a context of other moments, both good and bad, put together into an experience of a time period - freshman year of high school, first year at college, my last semester before transferring - they aren't specific instances, but rather a collage of moments put together to make a whole, much like, for the really talented artist, a whole album is greater than it's individual songs.
I just adore the rush of emotion an old, beloved album brings when played. At the moment I'm listening to Matchbox 20's Yourself Or Someone Like You. I bought it in junior high but never took it out of my CD player in the early years of high school. It was so deliciously emo before emo was cool. I recall sitting in front of my dad's huge speakers in our living room in the few hours between when I got out of school and my parents returned home, listening to that CD on repeat and singing along at the top of my lungs with all the conviction I could muster out of my limited life experience. The whole album reminds me of my freshman year of high school - my favorite of the four - meeting new best friends, having crushes that were flirted around but never materialized to anything, insane amounts of access and freedom courtesy of becoming best friends with someone two grades older who could drive and had a car.
And yesterday I was listening to Frou Frou's Details, an album that has the ability to seemingly physically transport me to my first year college apartment. I wouldn't say that I was obsessed with this album, but I listened to it enough that it was the soundtrack to some of my favorite moments from that year - rekindling an old friendship, drinking enough to wonder why my liver stayed in such an abusive relationship, the excitement and difficulty of living on my own for the first time ... I can still picture exactly where I kept the album on my desk.
This has made me realize that I remember my life in album form - I hardly ever just think of individual moments, as great as they might be, they always come in a context of other moments, both good and bad, put together into an experience of a time period - freshman year of high school, first year at college, my last semester before transferring - they aren't specific instances, but rather a collage of moments put together to make a whole, much like, for the really talented artist, a whole album is greater than it's individual songs.
Monday, April 7, 2008
Back To The Future
This is a survey. You probably hate reading surveys, but I don't care. It's my blog.
Why don't I care? Because today is a sad day and I'd rather update with a mindless survey than have to put in even the minimal effort a real blog post takes.
Why is it a sad day? 1) Because my roommate hacked her germs all over the apartment this weekend and I can already feel the delicious post-nasal drip irritation that precludes a bad one; and 2) John Mayer tickets go on pre-sale on Thursday and my broke ass can't buy them. If I was an emoticon kind of girl there'd be a huge sad face right about here --> (but I'm not, so there isn't).
HOW MUCH HAVE YOU CHANGED IN 8 YEARS????
Eight years ago ( April 2000 )
1) How old were you? 16
2) Where did you go to school? Dana Hills High School
3) Where did you work? JC Beans
4) Where did you live? With my parents
5) Where did you hang out? Laura's, Vanessa's, the coffeeshop, the mall, and Fridays at Peppino's.
6) Did you wear contacts? Nope
7) Who was your best friends? Laura and Vanessa
8) How many tattoos did you have? None
9) How many piercings did you have? One in each ear
10) Did you drive a car? yes
11) Had you been to a real party? Yep, a real live party full of college aged people.
12) Had you had your heart broken? Nope
13) Were you Single/Taken/Married/Divorce? Single
14) Any Kids? Nope
***4 years ago(Let's do .... October 2004)***
1) How old were you? 21
2) Where did you go to school? UCLA
3) Where did you work? On homework
4) Where did you live? In an apartment in Westwood
5)Where did you hang out? My apartment, around Westwood, Casa de Republicana, Robyn's dorm, Ashley's dorm
6) Did you wear glasses? Nope
7) Who were your best friend(s)? Robyn, Ashley and Jamie
8) How many tattoos did you have? 0
9) How many piercings did you have? one in each ear
10) What car did you drive? A 2003 Jetta
11) Had your heart broken? In some sense of the word
12) Were you Single/Taken/Married/Divorced? Single
13) Any Kids? nope
***Today/2008***
1) How old are you? 24
2) Where do you work? At a law firm
3) Where do you live? In Orange County
4) Do you wear glasses? Nope
5) Who is/are your closest friend(s)? Helen, Robyn, Steph, Jake, Rory and Mike
6) Do you talk to your old friends? Some of them, but the number gets lower as the years go by
7) How many piercings do you have? Still just the ears
8) How many tattoos? Still none
9) What kind of car do you have? 2003 VW Jetta
10) Has your heart been broken? In some sense of the word
11) Single/taken/married/divorced? ALWAYS SINGLE (sheeit)
12) Any Children? Nope, thank Lordy.
Why don't I care? Because today is a sad day and I'd rather update with a mindless survey than have to put in even the minimal effort a real blog post takes.
Why is it a sad day? 1) Because my roommate hacked her germs all over the apartment this weekend and I can already feel the delicious post-nasal drip irritation that precludes a bad one; and 2) John Mayer tickets go on pre-sale on Thursday and my broke ass can't buy them. If I was an emoticon kind of girl there'd be a huge sad face right about here --> (but I'm not, so there isn't).
HOW MUCH HAVE YOU CHANGED IN 8 YEARS????
Eight years ago ( April 2000 )
1) How old were you? 16
2) Where did you go to school? Dana Hills High School
3) Where did you work? JC Beans
4) Where did you live? With my parents
5) Where did you hang out? Laura's, Vanessa's, the coffeeshop, the mall, and Fridays at Peppino's.
6) Did you wear contacts? Nope
7) Who was your best friends? Laura and Vanessa
8) How many tattoos did you have? None
9) How many piercings did you have? One in each ear
10) Did you drive a car? yes
11) Had you been to a real party? Yep, a real live party full of college aged people.
12) Had you had your heart broken? Nope
13) Were you Single/Taken/Married/Divorce? Single
14) Any Kids? Nope
***4 years ago(Let's do .... October 2004)***
1) How old were you? 21
2) Where did you go to school? UCLA
3) Where did you work? On homework
4) Where did you live? In an apartment in Westwood
5)Where did you hang out? My apartment, around Westwood, Casa de Republicana, Robyn's dorm, Ashley's dorm
6) Did you wear glasses? Nope
7) Who were your best friend(s)? Robyn, Ashley and Jamie
8) How many tattoos did you have? 0
9) How many piercings did you have? one in each ear
10) What car did you drive? A 2003 Jetta
11) Had your heart broken? In some sense of the word
12) Were you Single/Taken/Married/Divorced? Single
13) Any Kids? nope
***Today/2008***
1) How old are you? 24
2) Where do you work? At a law firm
3) Where do you live? In Orange County
4) Do you wear glasses? Nope
5) Who is/are your closest friend(s)? Helen, Robyn, Steph, Jake, Rory and Mike
6) Do you talk to your old friends? Some of them, but the number gets lower as the years go by
7) How many piercings do you have? Still just the ears
8) How many tattoos? Still none
9) What kind of car do you have? 2003 VW Jetta
10) Has your heart been broken? In some sense of the word
11) Single/taken/married/divorced? ALWAYS SINGLE (sheeit)
12) Any Children? Nope, thank Lordy.
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