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You know you're a nrrd when...
mood:   sleepy
...you can read the List of neologisms on The Simpsons and then come up with more. C'mon, where's horse dealies? Man, I just wanted to get some horse dealies!

Today is October 25. As near as historians can tell, this is Calypso's one-year Cattiversary. When I started writing this entry he commenced to whining so that i would remember to include this important date! We just played a litle bit with his brush. He likes to gromp on it. Sometimes I am manipulative and keep the apt. a little bit cold so he will want to snuggle up with me. I rearranged a bunch of the furniture here yesterday and it had the unintended affect of making Orange Kitty just start tearin' ass around the place. I tried to give him some nice pets so he would calm the f down.


Rockin with the Fu
mood:   enthralled
Today is October 19. I am reveling in my day off. Reveling, I say! Yesterday I *finally* got the AD Season 2 DVDs in the mail. Luckily they were yittle enough to fit in the mailbox because there is nothing worse than getting home after six (when the office closes) and seeing a slip from the USPS or UPS that you have a package! So I have watched disc one of that. Such a fun show! I think there will be a new ep again on the 31st. Channel-surfing, I have seen Charlize Theron on a couple talk shows (Charlie Rose, Ellen) so hopefully she is getting the plugs in for the show :-p

Today I watched a disc of Curb Your Enthusiasm, and Jay Johnston was on one of the episodes! He wears some cool, cool glasses. Using the power of the new lappy, I made a page of screengrabs for you. Enjoy. Speaking of the lappy, it has totally not been named yet. Ideas so far include:
  • Doce (Spanish for twelve, it's a 12-inch Powerbook)
  • Reynold (Aluminum PB->Aluminum Foil->Reynold's Wrap->Reynold from Cheat Commandos)
  • Heatseeker (Sounds badass)
I'm sure you'ns can come up with something better than that. Laters.


& We're Not Alright
mood:   drained
Today is October 17, early. I'm lying here listening to Amsterdam by Coldplay, thinking how awesome it would be if I were to die tragically in my sleep, listening to beautiful and sad music. If I had more energy, I'd get up and put the fan in the window for more cool air, maybe go make a playlist of sleepysad songs for me to listen to. Although I guess if I had more energy, I wouldn't be in bed at all, so it wouldn't make any sense.

Earlier today (well, Sunday that is) my eye was watering for seemingly no reason. Am I maybe so far gone that my body needs to cry but my mind is pushing it aside, for the sake of "getting through another day" at work? Today I was getting pretty much near the end of my rope. Lawrence and some other co-workers were trying to make me feel better. When I got home from work I had the idea that we need to request an iPod Amnesty. Just like A Day where people cannot bring them in or have any questions or really acknowledge that they exist. Rather a lot of fuss over what is for most people, a toy. They say they love it, but keep breaking them. And then talk smack about us, the co, whatever, when it happens. Please, a day off from that, would be nice. When it comes to dying, one thing I always think about is whether the people from my work would have the day off. Like at the deli they could have asked deli-workers from the other store to cover, I suppose, if one of our own had passed on. They do the same thing for the xmas party, so that as many ppl as possible can attend. If I could leave nothing else behind I would want to know that my friends got a day off but I bet the mall woudln't let them close.


Apartment News
mood:   aggravated
Today is October 14. When I was driving into the Cambridge Court parking lot I saw this dude wearing khaki shorts totally first-basing it with some girl. I personally do not go for guys in shorts, unless there is something sporty like basketball or hiking going on. That is the only "daddy issue" I have, which is that men should wear long pants and not shorts for general use.

Last night I made a tuna noodle casserole and I think it turned out pretty well. Maybe the next time I wouldn't have to cook the noodles so much. Calypso really wanted to share it, and he was so angry when I moved the bowl away that he started acting all destructo-y to my prized possession green cable-knit sweater. So I had to put a stop to that. I mean I put holes in my original one without trying too hard, so I don't need a cat helping me wreck the replacement it took me so long to find.

David Cross is on the special features of this Home Movies DVD. He is wearing a cool hoodie. I haven't seen (afaik) any of the episodes he worked on though. Also Emo Phillips is on here with his ginormous tortoiseshell kit.


What are you, some kind of genius, a wizard?
mood:   calm
Today is October 13. Last night Molly and I checked out karaoke night at Champps. I was drinking whiskey sours and I sang "Love is a Battlefield" by homegirl Pat Benatar, and "Don't Stop Believin" (yes again) by Journey. Couldn't resist. Also I think I may have assisted on some guy singing "Ice Ice Baby" - he was cool with it because at first I was just backup-dancing with this other girl but then he was handing me the mic for certain lines. It was kinda cool. Late in the night a girl sang "How Do I Live" by Trisha Yearwood, and the 2 rockers-at-heart, Molly and I, sang along with the true emotion of the song (!)

After further reflection, I am not quirkyalone. I'm not that delightful little euphemism. No, I'm "Drunk-dialing-your-cat" alone.

I need to start some more knitting projects. This movie I'm watching is such the drama. I even had drama getting it - it was busted and I got to use Netflix's new busted movies feature where they send you a replacement before you can even think of it almost.


Heaven
mood:   stressed
Got a picture of your house and you're standing by the door. It's black and white and faded and it's looking pretty worn. See the factory that I worked silhouetted in the back. Memories are grey but man they're really coming back. I don't need to be the king of the world as long as I'm the hero of this little girl.
Heaven isn't too far away, closer to it every day. No matter what your friends might say.
How I love the way you move, and the sparkle in your eyes. There's a color deep inside me like a blue suburban sky. When I come home late at night and you're in bed asleep, I wrap my arms around you so I can feel you breathe. I don't need to be a superman, as long as you will always be my biggest fan.
Heaven isn't too far away, closer to it every day. No matter what your friends might say, we'll find our way, yeah.
Now the lights are going out along the boulevard. Memories come rushing back and it makes it pretty hard. I've got nowhere left to go and no one really cares. I don't know what to do, but I'm never giving up on you.
Heaven isn't too far away, closer to it every day. No matter what your friends say, I know we gonna find a way. It's not too far away.


I am such a super lady
mood:   lazy
Today is October 10. There's no new AD tonight, and won't be next week either. Soon enough I should have my season 2 DVD set but for now I have to be content with a VHS tape from the WDM Lib of Sex and the City with Will Arnett's episode. It was, yes, very hot. My fav character got to hook up with him, so that was cool. His character liked to read books and have sex under the threat of getting caught. I was hoping he would circumvrent something, but no luck. Although in the next episode, Carrie referred to herself as "the Poof" so that was insane.

Kitty is enjoying the coffee table. First he drank water out of my tumbler, and then he pushed all items offending him right onto the ground.


Who here likes drunk chicks??
mood:   silly
Today is October 10, the night of the 9th. drunkpost++ if you didn't realize that already. (The title comes from me signing on and IM'ing David with that exact phrase) We had our meeting at work and then 4 of us went out for drinks. It was pretty cool. They gave me a red pen to sign my credit card slip with and I wrote all over my left forearm with it. I like writing on my skin with ink. At one point one of the guys was looking kind a spacy and Shawn said "ground control to major tom" and so then I had no choice but to sing as much of that song as I could remember, using a pepper shaker as a microphone. I think it was annoying to them. But I like to sing! As I was leaving the mall I purposefully chose "Calling Doctor Love" by KISS on my iPod to listen to. I rolled down the windows and cranked it, because it is an awesome song and it really fit with how I was feeling at the time.

Right now i'm just hanging out listening to some music. C-po (pronounced "Kippo") is sitting right by me, chilling. If you have iTunes, call up the "Power Ballads" iTunes Essentials and get all pissed off iwth me that they have Nickelback and stained on there. NO! No EFFING way. A fair amount of other songs that I personally wouldn't immediately identify as Power Ballads but that are allowable, but c'mon, 00's nu metal? No way.

My foot was asleep so I had to move it! Here you can read all the songs I have from the aforementioned list on iTunes.


Please cut this headache out of my brain with a laser
mood:   fine
Today is October 3. Here is a somewhat embarassing fact about me. I think one of the reasons I like AD so well is because it is not that popular. Like if it was a big hit, I might like it less. Have you ever felt that way about a cultural item (book, tv show, movie, comedian, etc?) Discuss.

Later, at home The lyric in the title is from "Vital Signs" by Rush. I've been soooo obsessed with it lately. It's actually kind of cool when that happens, like an album you have had for awhile randomly reveals a gem of a tune and then it TAKES OVER YOUR LIFE. If anyone wants to hear the song I can arrange that.

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