Hometown: The Roch, MI (aka. The Crotch, aka. Crotchscratcher, aka. Crotchmolester, aka. Rochester)
Currently Living: Clawson, MI
Height: 5'8
Weight: Ha ha, yeah right
Favorite Color: Blue (preferably navy)
Profession: Researcher
Favorite Nickname: Trick, Sloan
Favorite Drinks:Vodka Tonic, Guinness, Diet Dr. Pepper, Dirty Martinis, red wine
Favorite TV Show: Friends, Sex & The City, Project Runway, The Amazing Race, Iron Chef America
Least Favorite TV Show: A Baby Story, I Love Lucy, Martha Stewart, Everybody Loves Raymond, every hour long drama
Favorite Books: The History of Love, Beloved, A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, Fight Club, A Prayer for Owen Meany, The of Being, SurUnbearable Lightness vivor, Empire Falls, The Corrections, The Bell Jar
Favorite Movies: Little Miss Sunshine, Anchorman, The 40 Year Old Virgin, Wordplay, American Beauty, Life is Beautiful, Amelie, Breakfast Club, Singin In The Rain, Sixteen Candles, Ferris Bueller's Day Off, Sleeping Beauty, Dancer in the Dark, Duets, The Virgin Suicides, The Manchurian Candidate (1962), Austin Powers I, II & III, My Best Friends Wedding, Moulin Rouge, Tommy Boy, Billy Madison, The Shining, Gone With The Wind, Bridget Jones' Diary, Chicago, Love Actually
Guilty Pleasure Movies: Xanadu, Dirty Dancing, Overboard, Groundhog Day, Steel Magnolias, 10 Things I Hate About You, Bond movies, Footloose, Clue, Murder By Death, High Spirits, A Cinderella Story
What I Do Too Much: Check email, crossword puzzles, complain about my job to friends and family,
Obsessions: sushi, Indian food, ranch dressing, toenail polish, song lyrics, hands, awards shows, symmetry, avocados, maps, dreams, This American Life, the display in my car that tracks my MPG
Pet Peeves: loud eaters, slurping, gulping, arrogance, snoring, bad grammar, repetition, late mergers, ripping cardboard, the word "chunky", intolerance, couples in a restaurant sitting on the same side of a booth, pop-up ads, privacy manager, men that drive without shirts on, being foolish, unfairly jumping to conclusions, being made fun of, cat-calling, people who type too hard
Greatest Fear: crossing bridges
Relaxing Activites: late night drives to sing by myself, headstands, hot baths,
Wish I Was: Ansel Adams, Jenifer Aniston, in love, living alone
Prized Possessions: ring from my grandparents, flower pot of my Grandma's, electric blanket (temporarily broken), tongue scraper, my bed
Craziest Thing Ever Done: getting a tattoo, strip Jenga
Things I Eventually Want To Do: skydive, buy a guitar, learn how to play the aforementioned guitar, take flying lessons, travel to France, write a novel, learn how to play the harp, tap dancing lessons, run a marathon
Tuesday, October 15, 2002 C'mon c'mon get happy....There's no better way to eliminate my feelings of chagrin than to go see someone who can make you laugh for 1 hour and 45 minutes. David Sedaris was wonderful. For the most part, he read a bunch of his stories -- only one from his books, other articles that he had written, and some new. I think my favorite was one he had written about going to see a sentimental, romantic movie with his significant other. It made me laugh a lot. And if you have a second, read, Jesus Shaves. It's about trying to explain the holiday of Easter with a group of people in a basic level French class. Pretty funny stuff. He has the best way of making normal situations raucously funny and also being able to effectively translate what's funny about his writing to being funny told out loud. The question and answer portion was the most amusing, which is surprising because one would expect that an author can spend as much time as necessary to make their writing humorous, but not be that witty on the spot, but he was still pretty impressive in person. Oh! And it's always cause to make me happy when I see my adorable research subject there too. Call it destiny....I will.
So I've been trying to fix the setup for my experiment for the last two days, and I'm ready to throw it all out the window. What I'm trying to do is block one of the valves of our breathing circuit by putting in a balloon that you can fill from outside the bedroom without having to go in to wake the subject up. But the friggin balloon leaks no matter what I do to it. The damn plug isn't the right shape to begin with -- it's a hexagon going into a circular hole. I've sealed it with liquid latex, this epoxy stuff, duct tape, electrical tape, sealing putty/modeling clay. I've tried switching the the connectors, but I only have the stupid hexagonal plug. This is all I've done for the last two days. I'm going to have hot pink modeling clay under my finger nails and duct tape goo on my fingers for days and days. And I'm sure you're reading this thinking, "What the fuck is she talking about? Breathing circuits? Balloons? Hexagon plugs? I care about this why?" Bear with me....I like living in my little world where I assume everything I say makes sense to other people. And I don't know if I've mentioned this before, but telling people what I do for a living is by far the most notable conversation starter that I've ever had before. It's like the token thing for people to think is interesting about me. Which may be interesting to you, but gets a little tiresome for me. At least predictable. Do you have any idea how many times I've heard the question, "So do you actually watch people sleep?"
I met my friend Jenny for lunch in Dearborn today. We've been talking about doing this for a while and finally made it a point to meet. It was nice. MMmmm...good cracked wheat salad with tomatoes and chick peas.....I can't complain about a nearly 2 hour, executive lunch. Pnut and I had dinner last night before David Sedaris at this trendy new Mexican restaurant near the Opera House called Agave. And they had, hands down, the best tortilla chips I've ever had the pleasure of eating. We did a complete critique of the interior too. Here's where I would rattle off lots of fancy schmancy phrases such as "modern urbanism" or "planar", but instead I'll just say, it was purty.
Ok, I'm going to get back to work now. I just got a lot of someone else's work dumped on me, so instead of scamming out early, I'll be here for a long time....TTFN
4:59 PM
