[about the author]
i actually like speaking in front of large crowds. freakish,
i work crossword puzzles in ink.
i am the american nigella lawson. or maybe the american eddie
izzard. can't decide, really.
i would be a really good mom, but i'm cool with being a really
i am sometimes more perceptive than i would like to be.
i am fiercely loyal. sometimes, stupidly so.
i never play dumb. never.
i am way too hard on myself.
i am a change agent.
i sometimes cross that fine line between assertive and aggressive.
i am not afraid to tell people that i love them.
i am militantly pro-choice.
i am pro-adoption.
i know a little bit about alot of things.
i typically enjoy the company of men more than women.
i am capable of being really mean and nasty, but i fight it.
i am a lifelong cubs fan. do not laugh.
i have been known to hold a grudge.
i have hips.
i am not my sister.
i am lousy at forgiving myself.
i am an indoor kind of gal.
i am a bargain shopper. to the point of obsession.
i am 32 flavors. and then some.
discuss amongst yourselves
so, i'm back. again. but not really. i mean, i'm back. in the office. in my house. in my own bed. albeit without eminem. truth be told, i kind of miss him. he's actually sort of funny. and really good with my niece. and he makes a pretty good crepe.
so, i'm back, but not here. i mean, i'm exhausted. a little punchy. distracted. stressed. all that jazz.
i thought i'd get a good night's sleep last night, but i just tossed and turned. for hours. i have a bit of personal springeresque drama going on, so that causes me to lose sleep. but, i think it was actually the infamous too-tired-to-sleep thing that was really keeping me up. i just couldnt' relax. couldn't stop thinking "why aren't i asleep yet?" which, eventually turned into things like:
if i worked at pixar*, i would have made a movie called finding neo and all the little fishes would have worn sunglasses and leather outfits and kicked other fishes' asses. wait...do fishes actually have asses? and, since they don't have ears, can they wear sunglasses? i mean, that goldfish in the goldfish cracker commercials wears sunglasses and he doesn't have ears, obviously, so maybe it would work. man...i love goldfish crackers. especially the pizza ones.
so, you can see why i didn't get any sleep.
but, on to other things. in addition to my brilliant finding neo idea, i was also thinking about a mix cd i need to make in the next couple of days. not that it will even come close to the awesome mix cd recently sent to me by the internet-famous-han-solo-lookalike schmeg coward! schmeg, your mix was awesome! so awesome it made me want to run...or at least walk really really fast. and let me just tell you: no mean feat, that.
and so, i digress yet again. seriously, folks: sleep. deprivation.
anyway, i'm heading to the beach this weekend and i'll be riding up with a wonderful and incredibly cool friend. unfortunately, said wonderful and incredibly cool friend has a top-five-all-time-favorite-song list that includes, like, four fugazi songs.
so, i thought i'd make a mix cd for the road trip to the beach. and that i'll force him to play at least two songs off of it. somehow.
since every good mix cd has some sort of theme, i came up with two ideas:
songs that reflect the anxiety i feel at the prospect of putting a bathing suit on my non-gym-acquainted ass in front of my friends before they're liquored up enough not to notice that it is roughly the equivalent of greenland in terms of size
i had a hard time thinking of songs for theme number one. mostly it was just loser by beck and at 17 by janis ian. so, looks like it'll be theme number two. so, let's commence with the suggestions, shall we?
but, first, a few guidelines:
- songs should evoke summertime. duh. but, you know, summertime for you. for some of you that might be some cheesy bubblegum pop song. for others...um...other stuff. anyway, whatever song(s) make(s) you think of summer, that's what we're looking for here. we're not going all genre-specific.
- songs do NOT need to have the word "summer" or the word "sun" in the title or the lyric in order to be eligible. i am oh-so tempted to invoke the dreaded "think outside the box" here. but, i perservere and refrain. and also: is that how you spell "perservere"? doesn't look right.
- songs should NOT be fugazi.
that is all. commence with the suggesting while i try and sneak a power nap at my desk.
*pixar is on the fast-track to upsurp npr as the place-i'd-most-like-to-work. i mean, just because i know nothing about computer animation, and just because i can't even draw a stick figure...i mean...that shouldn't pose any sort of problem, right? i love you, pixar.
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