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
Friday, April 14, 2006 Baby, you've been going so crazy, lately,nothing seems to be going right, so low, why'd you have to get so low, you're so, that you've been waiting in the sun too long, but if you sing, sing sing sing....
Interesting haps in the last week? Sort of.
After having a fantastic weekend complete with Frid-err- Saturday night dinner in honor of Pnut being back in town (where as always, the conversation still makes me laugh thinking about it now - my favorite gymnast Indian, MaryLou Mehta), I kickstarted my Monday with a ticket from my favorite police department. I was pulled over on my way home from work at 2am, conveniently when the bars are closing down, on a stretch of Woodward where I know all the cops camp out. I even had my cruise control set at 45mph and everything. But I got nabbed for having a headlight out, and the cop was nice enough to give me a warning for that considering that I actually had the new bulb in the car with me. What he wasn't so kind about was the fact that my plates are expired. What I'm not so happy about is the fact that I never received anything fron the Sec'y of State about renewing, and it didn't even cross my mind considering that it expires on my dad's birthday, not mine. He was lucky to get a card less than a week late. So I'll be having a trip to the court to argue that one. If it keeps $100 in my pocket, I'll take the chance.
Did I mention that we have a new dog? My roommate is keeping her brother's dog for a while, so we have a new member of the household. She's cute: some kind of German Shepard, lab mix, but a smaller version. She can catch a frisbee like nobody's business. I hardly even notice she's here except for the occassional nudge-under-my-elbow-please-look-at-me-and-pet-me move. The bad thing though is that the boy is allergic. So I'm trying to keep her out of my room as much as possible too.
Did I mention that I'm going to Florida in a few weeks? I'm going to a friend's wedding in Key West and then staying with the 'rentals for the duration of the time. Conveniently, I'm gone the week before our big deadline at work. I have some choice words lined up if anyone gives me shit about it. Maybe for once it'll inspire people to not procrastinate? Maybe? Concept? Not being late with everything? Go figure.
Did I mention that it's supposed to be 80degrees here today? It's been so gorgeous this week and sunshine frolicking has been in full effect. Although it's that time of year where I torture my feet into sandal submission. A small price to pay for my cute new black strappies.
Well, I'm actually "working from home" on my relegious holiday, so I should get back to that. OO! The showcase showdown is on!
11:22 AM
Thursday, April 06, 2006 I'm so much closer than I have ever been....Updates abound:
Soooo it's looking like I'm going to be getting a big fat INCOMPLETE for my thesis project this semester. It's so much my own fault for thinking I could get this all done in one semester. I'm waiting to hear from my advisor about how things are going to be arranged for me to finish it next semester as well. I told ya there was just too much for me to try to get done all at once.
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When I went out to dinner with my sisters last Thursday, Amy and I were dressed EXACTLY THE SAME. I'm not just saying that we had similar colors on or anything but this is how it gets broken down: ~ Black gauchos (which I'm fanatically in love with btw) ~ Black ballet flats ~ Black wife beater (Amy's had a bit of a pattern on it) ~ The same neckalce, hers in bronze, mine in pewter (there's a good reason for this though. I bought her the necklace for her birthday the week before and stood in the mirror for a good 5 mintues debating if I was going to give it to her or keep it for myself. I overcame my selfishness and wrapped it up anyway, with a sad sigh. Only to go back to the store I bought it at the very next day and buy the same necklace in a different shade). ~ I had the same jacket on (velvety short blazer) in a different color, but changed right before I left for dinner.
Not so much of a common outfit to copy each other huh? Yes, we are freaks.
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It's official, I've never ever laughed as hard at drunk people dancing as I did on Fri night. There was one girl that the boy and I termed "Seizure Girl" because this poor girl had no rhythm, was drunk, but somehow seemed to think that she was the best swing dancer ever. Ever person watching her could only look on in amazement. The one guy dancing with her was actually looking for some help from anyone around because he just didn't know how to handle it. Damn damn funny. We also witnessed the most classic drunk-going-in-for-a-high-five-but-not-having-enough-balance-to-actually-hit-the-correct-person's-hand-and-just-kind-of-stumbling-past-them move that I've ever seen. It couldn't have been more perfect if it was staged. I just think about it and get a little teary-eyed with chuckles. Everyone needs a little amusement every day.
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Random musical commentary: Although I appreciate Pink's efforts to make a girl empowerment song making fun of stupid girls, how exactly does she not fit into the cadre of chicks that she's mocking again?
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I've learned how to use the Task function on Outlook, and it's fair to say that I'm obsessed. For any person who relishes in the ability to cross things off lists, this is the tool for you, my friends. I find myself writing a task (ie email so-and-so) just to immediately complete it and knock it off my list. There's some strange sense of satisfaction with looking at the list at the end of the day and go, "Hell yeah! Look at me go dammit! Booya!" Ummm...yes. I get a little sadly excited about things like that, as you can tell....all the sad little things in life are what I cling to with a panicked sense of urgency these days....
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Warning: there is always the risk that if you read a book in the bathtub, that it will get wet. There is also the risk that you will drop the entire book in the bathtub as well. Sorry Suz, I owe you a new copy of Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim.
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Well, I'm half asleep at my cube today having worked until 6am this morning and arriving back at work at noon, so I'm going to go now and prop myself up so that it looks as though I'm doing something productive. I kinda am. Sorta. I'm adding more tasks to my list. Isn't that productive?
2:57 PM
