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
Wednesday, December 01, 2004 So take your troublesome baggage, and put it on the last train home, cos you can guess somewhere else in the world right now, someone else feels just as alone....Three whole posts in one day? Does this mean I get the rest of the week off? This one will be depressing enough to offset any chuckle you got (or I got while writing) from the other two.
I have let two very important friendships to me slide away by the wayside. Actually I've let 12 fall away lately (ya think I'm kiddin'? Just ask me for a list), but two of them in particular, I find myself near tears with missing right now. Maybe it's because I was re-reading old blogs and remembering how much I love these girls. But mostly it was because I was remembering one of the things that I treasured the absolute most in them. They never ever ever would judge me for things that I told them.
To me, this is probably the most important thing that I value in my friendships. Because if I every get the vibe that people judge me for things that I tell them, then you'll pretty much be cut off from me telling you heart-wrenching things that cloud up my mind. It fucking freaks me out to share serious stuff with people, and part of the reason I don't is fear of being judged. Just terrifies me. Of course that's why I'm so censored here, and sadly, I'm just as censored with myself on a regular basis with pretty much everyone.
But I never was with these two girls. There was absolutely nothing that they didn't know about me. Which is pretty huge considering that I have a couple monster secrets that only countable numbers of people know. But I was never ever afraid to tell them anything, because I knew in my heart of hearts that all that I would ever receive from them was complete unconditional support and the best advice a girl could ask for. And good Lord did they help me out in the past.
And maybe I'm realizing how much I miss them now because I've spent too long internalizing things. Maybe I just miss not having that ebbing fear in my periphery that judgements are being made against me whenever I open my big fat mouth. Maybe I just wish I was a little less guarded sometimes. But I think I just miss them altogether.
9:17 PM
