I don't know, things always seem like they should be better than they are, and then you realize you shouldn't be bitching about your sweet American life at all. I can't imagine a bleaker day to return to the 9-to-5 world. It's just depressing. Yeah, I'm bitching and shouldn't be. I guess life can't be all eclairs and vodka.
Recent signs of brightness!
BLAUGRA gets techy: I got this thing called an Olympus m:robe for Chhhhhanukah. It's like a slightly oversized iPod Photo and holds 5,000 songs and a bunch of pics and it's a camera and you can make music videos which is super fun, and I think it also pops popcorn. Anyway, it's cool but unlike iPods you have to hunt for compatible accessories so it's like an adventure. Also unlike iPods, the m:robe is being discontinued by Olympus. If you happen to know what I'm talking about and have any advice about "maximizing the experience" please write. I found a hacker's fansite which has been kinda helpful. I am getting closer to the 21st century.
Mom & Dad get hip: Mom gave me the new Fiona Apple for Christmas, and it's surprisingly good. I especially dig the tune Extraordinary Machine, it's sort of Bjorky but not annoying. And Dad gave me a 90-minute hot stone massage. HEY-OOOOOH! Definitely makes the week less bleak.
Salty D. and I go on a date: On Christmas Eve, after dinner with the family, we hit a bar for strong drinks and then saw Walk the Line. We harmoniously agreed that the movie was really really good and Johnny Cash's story and music fascinating and it was the perfect way to spend oh holy night. We disagreed on whether or not Joaquin Phoenix is totally hot. (of course he is.)
Having a good time on New Year's Eve without driving drunk: We traveled back to the land of blacktop and high-tension power lines to "ring in" 2006 with our new jersey new year's klatch, which involves much food, champagne, lemon drops, flashing, a few illegal activities, and 4:00 am passout time. Pictures to come. Not. OK, maybe. The recovery phase was about 36 hours, which is kind of sad. What was my alternative to these shenanigans? Well, at the last minute a former friend came out of the woodwork to invite me to a lesbian hot tub party. She said, "come for good times and good food and good drink - but you'd have to bring your own drink, and a covered dish" so really she could only promise me good times, and truth be told, a hot tub party with this chick doesn't really fulfill that promise.
New idiotic TV to obsess over: Roller Girls! (go Putas del Fuego!) Dancing with the Stars! (Go Tia! Go Jessica-Simpson's-former-brother-in-law!) Celebrity Fit Club! (Go Kenickie! Yeah. THAT'S why the pic is there) American Idol! (whatever!)
Happy days.
oops my bad, slip of the thumb comments are ON.
rollergirls on tonite again at 10. Coming soon is "find your rollergirl name" calculator thingie on a&e site. fun
Posted by: BLAUGRA | 03 January 2006 at 07:51 PM
Well when i first met Kristin, she was affectionately known amongst me and my friends as "rollergirl" so she already has her name!
Posted by: Kull | 03 January 2006 at 08:13 PM
I share your "Rollergirls" obsession! A friend of mine who is an actual rollergirl is making all of us go to AandE.com every day and try to win the trip for 10 to SXSW.
Posted by: Jane | 03 January 2006 at 08:55 PM
Uh, I hope your Dad gave you a gift cert for a hot stone massage - not the actual massage itself.
Bad mental image.
Posted by: Beth! | 03 January 2006 at 10:32 PM
Ha ha ha...that is freakin funny BETH!
That'd be a good retirement job for Dick!
Posted by: Kull | 04 January 2006 at 07:46 AM
Um, EW. Although dad was quite interested in what a hot stone massage could possibly be, he did in fact only give me the certificate. (After talking for about 30 minutes with the proprietor of the massage place about it.)
Posted by: BLAUGRA | 04 January 2006 at 11:02 AM
THAT
WAS
AWESOME!
Referring to Rollergirls. Is it real? I think so.. Trailer-trash on eight wheels? Hells yes! Lux was kickass and Putas Del Fuego? Awesome. It doesn't make me want to move to Texas but I'll take it over Flavor Flavs new show any day!
Posted by: chris ives | 04 January 2006 at 12:08 PM
Flava is gross - needs to get some shine control lotion for his face.
Rollergirls ROCKS! I can't even decide on my favorite yet. I love how Venis Envy was like, "I think my mom liked it, but I don't think she liked me showing my ass so much. Which I didn't expect to do" (something like that)
Man, I'm going into derby training NOW.
Posted by: BLAUGRA | 04 January 2006 at 02:04 PM