Current mood: pissed off
I just give up. Friends wanted me to plan stuff for my birthday because they thought I shouldn't not do anything, even though I would be fine with not even acknowledging the stupid day. But, no, I plan stuff on two days and half the people who wanted me to make plans for my birthday can't even come. The other half haven't responded one way or the other. So what's the point?
I will never, ever, ever make any plans for my birthday ever again. Because, really, I shouldn't be doing it in the first place. I don't want to celebrate it. I just don't care enough to make any effort.
I'm totally angry at the world.
Currently listening:
Mitsumeru
By Gaze
Release date: 10 February, 1998
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Monday, October 24, 2005
apples!
Current mood:drowsy
I got a bunch of apples from my cousin's orchard and decided to try something different. I put cheddar cheese into the crisp part of my apple crisp. It's awesome. Cheese is dreamy.
Currently listening:
Boxing Hefner
By Hefner
Release date: 18 April, 2000
I got a bunch of apples from my cousin's orchard and decided to try something different. I put cheddar cheese into the crisp part of my apple crisp. It's awesome. Cheese is dreamy.
Currently listening:
Boxing Hefner
By Hefner
Release date: 18 April, 2000
Friday, October 21, 2005
fear of babies
Current mood: unmotivated
Holy crap! My friend, the one in Japan that took over my job there, sent an email chronicling the surprising new developments in her life since I last saw her in August. Suffice it to say I was completely, hand-over-mouth shocked.
She's been dating one of my J-friends for three years. They were maybe going to get married eventually. No rush. No immediate plans. In the hours after I sent her off drunk on Canadian beer things changed rapidly...
Starting with pregnancy tests and ending in marriage, she had a few things to tell me. And it's pretty freaking exciting to know that, in less than a year, I'll be able to see her, her husband, and her new baby when they come for a visit/reception.
But it also made me realise how terrified I am of being pregnant, in the same way I'm terrified of being buried alive and being stuck in a sinking car. I have zero interest in having children. None. And I'm not even close to ever wanting to be pregnant. Which makes me wonder if there's a gene that makes people want to be pregnant and have kids, because I lack it. And that's OK with me. Babies scare me. They're, like, a longterm committment. I get bored easily. My attention span is short. I like to be alone sometimes.
Also, watching hockey games with a Frenchman is amusing. Tonight we're going to see the Giants vs. the Rockets. Rad.
Currently reading:
A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius (Vintage)
By Dave Eggers
Release date: 13 February, 2001
Holy crap! My friend, the one in Japan that took over my job there, sent an email chronicling the surprising new developments in her life since I last saw her in August. Suffice it to say I was completely, hand-over-mouth shocked.
She's been dating one of my J-friends for three years. They were maybe going to get married eventually. No rush. No immediate plans. In the hours after I sent her off drunk on Canadian beer things changed rapidly...
Starting with pregnancy tests and ending in marriage, she had a few things to tell me. And it's pretty freaking exciting to know that, in less than a year, I'll be able to see her, her husband, and her new baby when they come for a visit/reception.
But it also made me realise how terrified I am of being pregnant, in the same way I'm terrified of being buried alive and being stuck in a sinking car. I have zero interest in having children. None. And I'm not even close to ever wanting to be pregnant. Which makes me wonder if there's a gene that makes people want to be pregnant and have kids, because I lack it. And that's OK with me. Babies scare me. They're, like, a longterm committment. I get bored easily. My attention span is short. I like to be alone sometimes.
Also, watching hockey games with a Frenchman is amusing. Tonight we're going to see the Giants vs. the Rockets. Rad.
Currently reading:
A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius (Vintage)
By Dave Eggers
Release date: 13 February, 2001
Thursday, September 8, 2005
the big secret
Current mood: swoony
At Bumbershoot last weekend, one of the things I really wanted to see was the authors' readings. The big reason was Sarah Vowell, the funniest history nerd ever. So, she came on and said she had musical accompaniment and who should come out but Death Cab For Cutie. So they played some stuff and it was great and... I think I hate Ben Gibbard. He wore a stupid-looking hat and tickets to their shows here are way more than I care to spend on a show at the fricking Commodore. Damn you, Ben Gibbard!
I was really excited to see the Math and Physics Club and they were very cute and shy and awkward and mainly married. So this doesn't bode well for me because I would like to meet someone who is cute and shy and awkward and if that sort of boy is getting married with little effort...
Seattle was very fun and I'm planning to go back for another visit when the Tiffany glass exhibit opens at the Seattle Art Museum in October. We went to this place called Turf (maybe The Turf, but the sign just said Turf) and I had a decent cheeseburger and fries for $3.45 ($3.77 with taxes). And the boy at the hostel desk is very cute.
Currently listening:
Movie Ending Romance
By Math & Physics Club
Release date: 18 July, 2005
At Bumbershoot last weekend, one of the things I really wanted to see was the authors' readings. The big reason was Sarah Vowell, the funniest history nerd ever. So, she came on and said she had musical accompaniment and who should come out but Death Cab For Cutie. So they played some stuff and it was great and... I think I hate Ben Gibbard. He wore a stupid-looking hat and tickets to their shows here are way more than I care to spend on a show at the fricking Commodore. Damn you, Ben Gibbard!
I was really excited to see the Math and Physics Club and they were very cute and shy and awkward and mainly married. So this doesn't bode well for me because I would like to meet someone who is cute and shy and awkward and if that sort of boy is getting married with little effort...
Seattle was very fun and I'm planning to go back for another visit when the Tiffany glass exhibit opens at the Seattle Art Museum in October. We went to this place called Turf (maybe The Turf, but the sign just said Turf) and I had a decent cheeseburger and fries for $3.45 ($3.77 with taxes). And the boy at the hostel desk is very cute.
Currently listening:
Movie Ending Romance
By Math & Physics Club
Release date: 18 July, 2005
Saturday, August 27, 2005
wedded bliss?
Current mood: terrified
Today I'm going to a wedding with my friend. His friend from college is getting married and my friend's girlfriend is busy with work, so I'm the surrogate girlfriend for the day. I'm a little terrified about it because weddings freak me out. That level of committment is something I don't quite understand, and I resent having to wear a dress and do my hair and wear contacts.
The dress I was going to wear would have been nice. I feel pretty good in it and it's easy to wear. The problem is that the zipper totally broke a couple days ago (it had been causing me problems for a while anyway) and I don't have enough time to get another zipper, rip this one out, and sew the new one back in. So... yesterday I had to get a dress. I hate, hate, hate dress shopping. (Actually, shopping in general is horrifying because I don't like spending money.) The one I got was on sale, but required new shoes as well and now I think that, to give a nice *ahem* neckline, I'll need to pick up a new *ahem* foundation garment. I mean, if I'm going to wear a dress, I might as well have perky boobs. It is a gamer wedding; there must be a massive number of guys who are socially retarded and haven't seen boobs in person... ever.
This week I also found out my oldest friend (I've known her since we were 4) is getting married next year. I'm really excited for her, but the wedding...
Currently listening:
Vauxhall and I
By Morrissey
Release date: 22 March, 1994
Today I'm going to a wedding with my friend. His friend from college is getting married and my friend's girlfriend is busy with work, so I'm the surrogate girlfriend for the day. I'm a little terrified about it because weddings freak me out. That level of committment is something I don't quite understand, and I resent having to wear a dress and do my hair and wear contacts.
The dress I was going to wear would have been nice. I feel pretty good in it and it's easy to wear. The problem is that the zipper totally broke a couple days ago (it had been causing me problems for a while anyway) and I don't have enough time to get another zipper, rip this one out, and sew the new one back in. So... yesterday I had to get a dress. I hate, hate, hate dress shopping. (Actually, shopping in general is horrifying because I don't like spending money.) The one I got was on sale, but required new shoes as well and now I think that, to give a nice *ahem* neckline, I'll need to pick up a new *ahem* foundation garment. I mean, if I'm going to wear a dress, I might as well have perky boobs. It is a gamer wedding; there must be a massive number of guys who are socially retarded and haven't seen boobs in person... ever.
This week I also found out my oldest friend (I've known her since we were 4) is getting married next year. I'm really excited for her, but the wedding...
Currently listening:
Vauxhall and I
By Morrissey
Release date: 22 March, 1994
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
unboyfriendable
Current mood: self-depreciating
People always tell me about guys they know who've had crazy girlfriends. So now I've been wondering if guys like girls who are crazy or if they just like hot girls who happen to be crazy and they tolerate the crazy to be with a hot girl. I think the latter.
I seem to be crazy. Nuts. Completely. I lose my shit often and it's becoming more normal than normal. Freaks me out. And I can assure you that guys aren't interested in my kind of crazy. I'm beginning to wonder if my kind of crazy is just amusing, that people enjoy laughing at my insanity but don't care to know why.
My friend asked me why I just let him talk and I don't offer much info about myself. He didn't understand when I said that people rarely ask about me. Who wants to deal with crazy?
Currently listening:
Terrible Things Happen
By The Aislers Set
Release date: 31 July, 1998
People always tell me about guys they know who've had crazy girlfriends. So now I've been wondering if guys like girls who are crazy or if they just like hot girls who happen to be crazy and they tolerate the crazy to be with a hot girl. I think the latter.
I seem to be crazy. Nuts. Completely. I lose my shit often and it's becoming more normal than normal. Freaks me out. And I can assure you that guys aren't interested in my kind of crazy. I'm beginning to wonder if my kind of crazy is just amusing, that people enjoy laughing at my insanity but don't care to know why.
My friend asked me why I just let him talk and I don't offer much info about myself. He didn't understand when I said that people rarely ask about me. Who wants to deal with crazy?
Currently listening:
Terrible Things Happen
By The Aislers Set
Release date: 31 July, 1998
Saturday, August 13, 2005
and the pendulum swings
Current mood: irrational
I talked to Rachel last night and was surprised to hear that, after the rooftop party, our friend Laura thought something was going on between me and my neighbor, who is also my friend's brother. Having spent essentially zero time seeing/talking to Bob the last 6 months up until a few weeks ago, I couldn't understand where she was coming from. I mean, I thought it was strange that he invited me to his birthday party and wanted to come over for iced tea in my backyard gazebo, but I just figured he felt guilt that he lives, literally, half a block away and I never see him. But I won't complain. He laughs at my lame jokes. And walks me home from his house after dark.
Everyone keeps asking me where I got my CBC shirts. And I was snarky about it because I would think that CBC shirts come from the CBC. But every person who has asked about them asked where. Gosh, I am a bitch.
Currently listening:
Go Sailor EP
By Go Sailor
Release date: 13 August, 1996
I talked to Rachel last night and was surprised to hear that, after the rooftop party, our friend Laura thought something was going on between me and my neighbor, who is also my friend's brother. Having spent essentially zero time seeing/talking to Bob the last 6 months up until a few weeks ago, I couldn't understand where she was coming from. I mean, I thought it was strange that he invited me to his birthday party and wanted to come over for iced tea in my backyard gazebo, but I just figured he felt guilt that he lives, literally, half a block away and I never see him. But I won't complain. He laughs at my lame jokes. And walks me home from his house after dark.
Everyone keeps asking me where I got my CBC shirts. And I was snarky about it because I would think that CBC shirts come from the CBC. But every person who has asked about them asked where. Gosh, I am a bitch.
Currently listening:
Go Sailor EP
By Go Sailor
Release date: 13 August, 1996
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