Current Mood: sunshine-deprived
Currently Playing: "Jackhammer" courtesy of my local construction company
Some Things It Would Be Really Nice to Have Right Now:
1. Sunshine
2. A window over the computer desk, so I wouldn't have to sit and type in a dark corner
3. Motivation
4. Some flip flops. None of those flimsy things, I'm talking the big chunky flip flops Old Navy used to make that were two inches of foam stuff with a little strap on top. Is that too much to freaking ask? Apparently.
5. Vernors. What kind of state carries on daily existance without Vernors? Oh, 49 of them, I guess...
6. A clean apartment.. without me doing anything...
Hey mom, I'm making that Earthquake Cake for this get together I'm going to on friday... your recipe said 'frozen unsweetend coconut'. I bought 'unfrozen sweetened coconut' How much do you think that's going to affect things?
Now I'm going to write a poem for Yonkers.
Ode to Yonkers
Yonkers Yonkers Yonkers
If I had built you out of Lego's
I'd take you apart and start over again.
Yonkers Yonkers Yonkers
If you were a cake I baked
I'd give you to the dog.
Yonkers Yonkers Yonkers
If I were dating you
I'd make up a lot of excuses so I didn't have to introduce you to my parents
Yonkers Yonkers Yonkers
Why don't you clean yourself up
You look like crap
Yonkers Yonkers Yonkers
I wouldn't even let you take a shower at my place
I'd just hose you down in the yard
Yonkers Yonkers Yonkers
You're the scuzzy kid in the neighborhood
That none of the parents want their kids to play with
Yonkers Yonkers Yonkers
What the heck kind of name is Yonkers anyways?
I can be hired to do a reading of that at any time, get ahold of me if you're interested.
Thursday, March 31, 2005
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
Current Mood: weepy, cause I just watched Stepmom.
Currently Playing: Dont Cry For Me, Argentina.
What is with that Stepmom movie? I dont even CRY at movies, but that stupid movie makes me sob all over myself. Damn you, TBS.
An Open Letter to the month of March
Dear March,
May I call you March? First off, who are you kidding with this? I went out at 7 pm tonight and there was an inch of snow on the ground and hail blowing so hard in my face I think it made indentations. Let's review your 'month slogan'- March! In like a lion, out like a lamb! Right... it's more than halfway through the month, which means we're on the way 'out' right? Maybe you misunderstood, when they said 'out like a lamb' they didn't mean 'like a lamb' as in 'fleece as white as snow', they meant 'lamb- calm, gentle, LUKEWARM'. Listen, you're not doing yourself any favors, you're already a stupid month. You're like Gary, Indiana, the only reason anyone goes through you is to get somewhere better, i.e. Chicago, i.e. APRIL. We could get rid of you at any time, February could use a few more days, and I wouldn't mind a few more April showers. Really, what do you have anyways? St. Patrick's Day? You think that's some kind of bargaining chip? Because we could easily reschedule that for April. You've got nothing, March. You've got the ides of March, the day Julius Ceasar was killed, and to tell you the truth, I hated that play. So here's the deal, shape up or we're going to an eleven month calendar. I'm not kidding with this, I'm sick and tired of your debauchery.
Sincerely,
Laura
Currently Playing: Dont Cry For Me, Argentina.
What is with that Stepmom movie? I dont even CRY at movies, but that stupid movie makes me sob all over myself. Damn you, TBS.
An Open Letter to the month of March
Dear March,
May I call you March? First off, who are you kidding with this? I went out at 7 pm tonight and there was an inch of snow on the ground and hail blowing so hard in my face I think it made indentations. Let's review your 'month slogan'- March! In like a lion, out like a lamb! Right... it's more than halfway through the month, which means we're on the way 'out' right? Maybe you misunderstood, when they said 'out like a lamb' they didn't mean 'like a lamb' as in 'fleece as white as snow', they meant 'lamb- calm, gentle, LUKEWARM'. Listen, you're not doing yourself any favors, you're already a stupid month. You're like Gary, Indiana, the only reason anyone goes through you is to get somewhere better, i.e. Chicago, i.e. APRIL. We could get rid of you at any time, February could use a few more days, and I wouldn't mind a few more April showers. Really, what do you have anyways? St. Patrick's Day? You think that's some kind of bargaining chip? Because we could easily reschedule that for April. You've got nothing, March. You've got the ides of March, the day Julius Ceasar was killed, and to tell you the truth, I hated that play. So here's the deal, shape up or we're going to an eleven month calendar. I'm not kidding with this, I'm sick and tired of your debauchery.
Sincerely,
Laura
A table, for ease of comparison
Current Mood: lazy/guilty for being so lazy
Currently Playing: Laura, Laura, get the hell out of bed
What I was SUPPOSED to be doing VS. What I actually did/am doing/will do
7am sleeping VS.checked my email/ate a piece of string cheese
8am getting dressed VS. slept
9am just getting to work VS. slept
10am working on payroll VS. slept
11am working on payroll VS. slept
12pm running VS. eating peanut butter toast/blogging
1-5pm something productive VS. nothing
As you can see, the problem seems to be 'slept'. Now I have to go into work tomorrow instead. GOSH!
So Sunday night, Rob was picking me up from the airport and I came outside to meet him and he pulled up and started waving to me,but this other guy thought he ws waving to him, so he comes over to Rob's car and starts pulling on the handle and rob's waving him away and yelling 'get the hell away from my car' but I guess the guy doesn't get it, he keeps being like 'the door's locked', pointing to it. and then I come up behind him and I'm like, 'you've got the wrong car' and the guy's like 'oh' and walks away. It was funny. Maybe he thought rob was some kind of unmarked taxi or something. Or maybe he was scandal.
It's almost 1, so I need to get working on 'nothing' if I'm going to stay on schedule.
Current Mood: lazy/guilty for being so lazy
Currently Playing: Laura, Laura, get the hell out of bed
What I was SUPPOSED to be doing VS. What I actually did/am doing/will do
7am sleeping VS.checked my email/ate a piece of string cheese
8am getting dressed VS. slept
9am just getting to work VS. slept
10am working on payroll VS. slept
11am working on payroll VS. slept
12pm running VS. eating peanut butter toast/blogging
1-5pm something productive VS. nothing
As you can see, the problem seems to be 'slept'. Now I have to go into work tomorrow instead. GOSH!
So Sunday night, Rob was picking me up from the airport and I came outside to meet him and he pulled up and started waving to me,but this other guy thought he ws waving to him, so he comes over to Rob's car and starts pulling on the handle and rob's waving him away and yelling 'get the hell away from my car' but I guess the guy doesn't get it, he keeps being like 'the door's locked', pointing to it. and then I come up behind him and I'm like, 'you've got the wrong car' and the guy's like 'oh' and walks away. It was funny. Maybe he thought rob was some kind of unmarked taxi or something. Or maybe he was scandal.
It's almost 1, so I need to get working on 'nothing' if I'm going to stay on schedule.
Sunday, March 20, 2005
Oh, What to Blog About...
Current Mood: Neh. (different then 'Eh.')
Currently Playing: Such Great Heights- Iron and Wine (thanks to Joe)
To be truthful, I have nothing to blog about, really. Today I woke up and my mom made some awesome french toast, and then we went to my cousin's bridal shower in Novi. I won a door prize, this really pretty glass frame. I never win anything, it was sweet. Of course, what I won is way too nice to put up in my apartment anywhere. That's okay, I'll just put it away in my parents basement with all the other stuff that is too good for my apartment. It'll be awesome someday when I have a decent place, then I'll take all the stuff out and it'll be like I got them again for the first time, like a second wedding.
Rob got a promotion. Yay for Rob!
Also, my niece was Student of the Week in kindergarten this week. When she's president, you can say "I remember when...", and maybe she can find room for you somewhere in her cabinet.
That's all I've got.
Current Mood: Neh. (different then 'Eh.')
Currently Playing: Such Great Heights- Iron and Wine (thanks to Joe)
To be truthful, I have nothing to blog about, really. Today I woke up and my mom made some awesome french toast, and then we went to my cousin's bridal shower in Novi. I won a door prize, this really pretty glass frame. I never win anything, it was sweet. Of course, what I won is way too nice to put up in my apartment anywhere. That's okay, I'll just put it away in my parents basement with all the other stuff that is too good for my apartment. It'll be awesome someday when I have a decent place, then I'll take all the stuff out and it'll be like I got them again for the first time, like a second wedding.
Rob got a promotion. Yay for Rob!
Also, my niece was Student of the Week in kindergarten this week. When she's president, you can say "I remember when...", and maybe she can find room for you somewhere in her cabinet.
That's all I've got.
Friday, March 18, 2005
Link Mania!
Current Mood: quacktastic
Currently Playing: Oh, Danny Boy. (not you, danny)
Yesterday was my Irish birthday and not a single person said happy birthday except for Sara. No, that's cool, if you want to forget someone's heritage, that's alright with me. My Irish eyes aren't smiling, FYI.
Today I went with my mom to Frankenmuth, because she's taking her German classes there on a field trip and she wanted to check it out. What's with Frankenmuth? Did you know that it's the #1 tourist attraction in Michigan? More popular than Mackinac Island? That makes me sad. It's just a city where they made all the buildings look German and they make a lot of chicken. It's not even like, oh this is an old historic city, do you know when they actually built all the german-alpine-looking buildings? 1957!! They were built as a tourist attraction. (As you can see, we went to the historical society) *sigh* No offense, Frankenmuthers, it's not like I think your city sucks or anything, it's just that I'm not sure that it deserves to be the #1 tourist attraction. It's not even on the water, and that's what Michigan's supposed to be all about, Great Lakes and all. These would be my suggestions for better tourist attractions- Traverse City where there's lots of beaches and water-related fun, Petoskey where there's lots of cute little downtown shops and lots of skiing if you're not a klutz like me, or Flint where... ha! just kidding!(go to that site though- where did they get those pictures? false advertising.) I would also tenatively suggest The Mystery Spot, but I've never been there, so I cannot attest to its coolness.
Tomorrow I'm chopping off all my hair again.
So here's my story, I'm at LaGuardia yesterday, waiting for my plane and I'm sitting in the food court at a table, reading, minding my own business, when I hear this guy say "Hey, Let's sit here." He then proceeds to sit down with me at the table, he and his three kids. So the whole table is now completely full, and I look up and I'm like, umm.. hey guys what's up? Do you have any idea how awkward that was? Not that I didn't want to have brunch with Frank and the kids or anything, but it pissed me off, so I got up, grabbed my stuff and walked ten steps to another COMPLETELY EMPTY table and sat down. WHO DOES THAT???
Current Mood: quacktastic
Currently Playing: Oh, Danny Boy. (not you, danny)
Yesterday was my Irish birthday and not a single person said happy birthday except for Sara. No, that's cool, if you want to forget someone's heritage, that's alright with me. My Irish eyes aren't smiling, FYI.
Today I went with my mom to Frankenmuth, because she's taking her German classes there on a field trip and she wanted to check it out. What's with Frankenmuth? Did you know that it's the #1 tourist attraction in Michigan? More popular than Mackinac Island? That makes me sad. It's just a city where they made all the buildings look German and they make a lot of chicken. It's not even like, oh this is an old historic city, do you know when they actually built all the german-alpine-looking buildings? 1957!! They were built as a tourist attraction. (As you can see, we went to the historical society) *sigh* No offense, Frankenmuthers, it's not like I think your city sucks or anything, it's just that I'm not sure that it deserves to be the #1 tourist attraction. It's not even on the water, and that's what Michigan's supposed to be all about, Great Lakes and all. These would be my suggestions for better tourist attractions- Traverse City where there's lots of beaches and water-related fun, Petoskey where there's lots of cute little downtown shops and lots of skiing if you're not a klutz like me, or Flint where... ha! just kidding!(go to that site though- where did they get those pictures? false advertising.) I would also tenatively suggest The Mystery Spot, but I've never been there, so I cannot attest to its coolness.
Tomorrow I'm chopping off all my hair again.
So here's my story, I'm at LaGuardia yesterday, waiting for my plane and I'm sitting in the food court at a table, reading, minding my own business, when I hear this guy say "Hey, Let's sit here." He then proceeds to sit down with me at the table, he and his three kids. So the whole table is now completely full, and I look up and I'm like, umm.. hey guys what's up? Do you have any idea how awkward that was? Not that I didn't want to have brunch with Frank and the kids or anything, but it pissed me off, so I got up, grabbed my stuff and walked ten steps to another COMPLETELY EMPTY table and sat down. WHO DOES THAT???
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
Current Mood: Eh.
Currently Playing: The Only Living Boy in New York- Simon and Garfunkel
Garfunkel has got it so good, I wish I had the word 'funk' in my name.
This reminds me of a story. In high school, when I was in poms, we went to a dance clinic and the song that we did the dance to started with someone saying "I promise to bring the funk, the whole funk, and nothing but the funk." Ha.
Sometimes I like to think about ways to drive people crazy. If I put the same song on repeat, loud enough that my neighbors could hear it, but not loud enough to be considered too loud, how long do you think it would take before they got insanely sick of hearing the same song and knocked on my door and said something?
Currently Playing: The Only Living Boy in New York- Simon and Garfunkel
Garfunkel has got it so good, I wish I had the word 'funk' in my name.
This reminds me of a story. In high school, when I was in poms, we went to a dance clinic and the song that we did the dance to started with someone saying "I promise to bring the funk, the whole funk, and nothing but the funk." Ha.
Sometimes I like to think about ways to drive people crazy. If I put the same song on repeat, loud enough that my neighbors could hear it, but not loud enough to be considered too loud, how long do you think it would take before they got insanely sick of hearing the same song and knocked on my door and said something?
Monday, March 14, 2005
First Dates
Current Mood: Laughy
Currently Playing: Wind Beneath My Wings (Flllyyyy! FLLLYYYY!)
Today when Rob walked in the door he sang me a rousing rendition of Wind Beneath My Wings, and if you know Rob, you know that it included lots of arm flapping for 'wings' and a good amount of cawing. He's having his soft rock radio priviledges taken away in light of the incident.
So, we were just at the coffee shop where we definately witnessed a first date. Let me preface this story by saying that I know that I have said stupider things than this, but that just gives me the right to rejoice in other people's awkwardness.
At one point the girl opened up her IBook and they took the earphones, each one had one of them, and they started listening to some of the music on her computer. After about five minutes of listening he turns to the girl and says "You know what I think this means?" and she says "What?" and he says, "I think this means you have really good taste."
I wrote it down in my notebook so I wouldn't forget it.
Look what Rob did- he added currently playing and current mood permenantly into my blog. I've decided to call him I Rob-Bot, because he asked me what color I wanted the font to be and I said green and he types in this code, something like 67oppfgh# and I'm like, you know the code for green font off the top of your head?
That's all. The coffeeshop in Bronxville has the most amazing Chai tea in the world.
Current Mood: Laughy
Currently Playing: Wind Beneath My Wings (Flllyyyy! FLLLYYYY!)
Today when Rob walked in the door he sang me a rousing rendition of Wind Beneath My Wings, and if you know Rob, you know that it included lots of arm flapping for 'wings' and a good amount of cawing. He's having his soft rock radio priviledges taken away in light of the incident.
So, we were just at the coffee shop where we definately witnessed a first date. Let me preface this story by saying that I know that I have said stupider things than this, but that just gives me the right to rejoice in other people's awkwardness.
At one point the girl opened up her IBook and they took the earphones, each one had one of them, and they started listening to some of the music on her computer. After about five minutes of listening he turns to the girl and says "You know what I think this means?" and she says "What?" and he says, "I think this means you have really good taste."
I wrote it down in my notebook so I wouldn't forget it.
Look what Rob did- he added currently playing and current mood permenantly into my blog. I've decided to call him I Rob-Bot, because he asked me what color I wanted the font to be and I said green and he types in this code, something like 67oppfgh# and I'm like, you know the code for green font off the top of your head?
That's all. The coffeeshop in Bronxville has the most amazing Chai tea in the world.
I'd rather puke then have any more birthday fun
I have once again been subjected to the most awkward of all social situations, the office party. In the office I work in they bring in a cake for everyone's birthday and then everyone from all the other offices around it come in and sing. I like the people in my office, but all the other people are just kind of.. wierd. So anyways, they bring in the cake and then everyone starts singing and who evers birthday it is acts all surprised, and I'm going, you are SO NOT SURPRISED, they do this for everyone's birthday! But then they cut the cake and everyone eats and horrible, unbearably awkward conversation ensues.
"So, this is good cake."
"Yeah, really good cake."
"Yeah, where is this one from?"
"The grocery store"
"Oh yeah? I really like Fleetwood Bakery, have you heard of that one before?" (Everyone nods, because they all have, because this same conversation takes place at every birthday)
"So, is it, uh.. made from a pound cake base?"
"Yeah, yeah, it tastes like pound cake."
Awkward quiet pause.
"So, uh, (person who's birthday it is), how old are you now?"
"I'm 29 again"
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
"How was your actual birthday?"
"Oh.. good...tiring" (seriously?)
Passing out of cake continues and skinny four foot boss lady refuses it, makes yet another joke about how she's getting fat, everyone insists she try the cake, she refuses.
Guy with Harry Potter glasses asks for another piece and cake lady cuts it. Harry Potter says "oh, no, no, no, that's way too big", finally accepts the piece and then devours the whole thing.
"So.. did you hear about that guy in (insert place)who (insert horrible act)"
"NO! Did they catch him?"
"yeah, yeah."
"Oh, I have an aunt who lives out there."
"oh yeah?"
A surefire sign that the party is winding down is when Creepy Office Guy That I Avoid At All Costs says "So, who's birthday is next?"
"Oh I think it's (lady who refuses to tell people when her birthday is)"
"Oh no, no, I don't celebrate birthdays"
"Wait till we find out when your birthday is, you've got all these birthdays we haven't celebrated yet, we're going to have to have a party every two weeks to make up for it"
ha.
"Well, I can promise you all I'm older than you."
Conversation about who's oldest ensues.
Cool lady from office next door has some mercy on me and breaks awkward silence of people pretending to eat when really there's nothing left on their plates by saying "Well, (so and so), happy birthday" and everyone shuffles out the door
Current mood: All partied out.
Currently playing: Jack "Go buy my new CD, it's so awesome" Johnson, Banana Pancakes
I have once again been subjected to the most awkward of all social situations, the office party. In the office I work in they bring in a cake for everyone's birthday and then everyone from all the other offices around it come in and sing. I like the people in my office, but all the other people are just kind of.. wierd. So anyways, they bring in the cake and then everyone starts singing and who evers birthday it is acts all surprised, and I'm going, you are SO NOT SURPRISED, they do this for everyone's birthday! But then they cut the cake and everyone eats and horrible, unbearably awkward conversation ensues.
"So, this is good cake."
"Yeah, really good cake."
"Yeah, where is this one from?"
"The grocery store"
"Oh yeah? I really like Fleetwood Bakery, have you heard of that one before?" (Everyone nods, because they all have, because this same conversation takes place at every birthday)
"So, is it, uh.. made from a pound cake base?"
"Yeah, yeah, it tastes like pound cake."
Awkward quiet pause.
"So, uh, (person who's birthday it is), how old are you now?"
"I'm 29 again"
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
"How was your actual birthday?"
"Oh.. good...tiring" (seriously?)
Passing out of cake continues and skinny four foot boss lady refuses it, makes yet another joke about how she's getting fat, everyone insists she try the cake, she refuses.
Guy with Harry Potter glasses asks for another piece and cake lady cuts it. Harry Potter says "oh, no, no, no, that's way too big", finally accepts the piece and then devours the whole thing.
"So.. did you hear about that guy in (insert place)who (insert horrible act)"
"NO! Did they catch him?"
"yeah, yeah."
"Oh, I have an aunt who lives out there."
"oh yeah?"
A surefire sign that the party is winding down is when Creepy Office Guy That I Avoid At All Costs says "So, who's birthday is next?"
"Oh I think it's (lady who refuses to tell people when her birthday is)"
"Oh no, no, I don't celebrate birthdays"
"Wait till we find out when your birthday is, you've got all these birthdays we haven't celebrated yet, we're going to have to have a party every two weeks to make up for it"
ha.
"Well, I can promise you all I'm older than you."
Conversation about who's oldest ensues.
Cool lady from office next door has some mercy on me and breaks awkward silence of people pretending to eat when really there's nothing left on their plates by saying "Well, (so and so), happy birthday" and everyone shuffles out the door
Current mood: All partied out.
Currently playing: Jack "Go buy my new CD, it's so awesome" Johnson, Banana Pancakes
Thursday, March 10, 2005
Dont call it a comeback, I been here for years
Ha. hahahahaha.
Anyways.
I haven't posted in a long time because I've been busy and sick. But here I am again.
I went to the doctor today, and while she was unbelievable nice, I have to tell you, she smelled like hotdogs. That's all I could think about the whole time. Now that I've been so mean, let me reiterate how nice she was.
You know what bugs me about blogger? On livejournal, they have these little things you get to fill in that say "current mood" and "currently playing", and blogger doesn't have that. So I'm adding my own.
Current mood: Hungry
Currently playing: "Devotion" Indigo Girls
Ha. hahahahaha.
Anyways.
I haven't posted in a long time because I've been busy and sick. But here I am again.
I went to the doctor today, and while she was unbelievable nice, I have to tell you, she smelled like hotdogs. That's all I could think about the whole time. Now that I've been so mean, let me reiterate how nice she was.
You know what bugs me about blogger? On livejournal, they have these little things you get to fill in that say "current mood" and "currently playing", and blogger doesn't have that. So I'm adding my own.
Current mood: Hungry
Currently playing: "Devotion" Indigo Girls
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