Oh, dudes. I completely miss being in college. I miss my idyllic campus, and my absolutely minimal classroom time, and reading things I actually like (not things that people want to be published, even though they cannot use spell-check to save their lives). I miss Xanga. I miss having something to write about on Xanga. I miss Eye-Contact Boy. Right now my dad and I are watching a PBS show about tilapia mothers holding their guppy babies in their mouths when predators swim by. Doesn't really make for scintillating reading.
Exactly one year ago, I was home on fall break, making fires and sitting on the front steps with Maggie. The most exciting event of the past week was the discovery that symbols like <3 and :) are animated on gChat.
I also can't get that "1234" song out of my head. Damn that Feist.
October 15, 2007
October 13, 2007
Weekend Blog
As you can tell, reader dear, I am utterly awful at updating during the week. I have far too much to do during the week, such as watch Jeopardy! and reruns of The Daily Show, and then maybe catch an episode of The Hills, or my new favorite show 30 Rock.* You see? Completely no time for writing.
From now on, expect updates only on the weekend. I promise I will save up a week's worth of silly happenings to write about.
Silly Happening #1
Thursday evening, on my way home from work, a British dad (who looked somewhat like John Oliver) sat down next to me on the subway with a lapful of three year-old on the brink of a tantrum. He utterly did not want to sit on his dad's lap, he wanted his own seat, so in protest he started screaming, "GET OFF MY BUTT! I DON'T WANT TO SHARE! GET OFF MY BUTT!" And then he ate a banana.
Every time the train rocked, his little Crocked foot would hit my knee. Finally his British father turned him a bit and whispered, "Don't kick the woman, okay?" And the little banana-covered boy looked at me and said, "That's not a woman, that's a girl."
Silly Happening #2
Almost missed my train on Wednesday, but managed to slide into a window seat at the last minute. Was all chuffed with myself until I looked across the aisle and there was Creepy Station Boy. I waved and he looked quickly at the ground, and then I looked out the window for an hour and gave my neck an awful crick.
Silly Happening #3
My dad just called me Lily. And I was all, "Lily? Who's that?" And he was all, "Jesus Christ, who knows. I'm losing my mind. Anyway, I bought some chilli--"
And he stopped.
And we both looked at each other.
And I said, "Lily--Lizzy plus chilli."
And then we fell about laughing.
From now on, expect updates only on the weekend. I promise I will save up a week's worth of silly happenings to write about.
Silly Happening #1
Thursday evening, on my way home from work, a British dad (who looked somewhat like John Oliver) sat down next to me on the subway with a lapful of three year-old on the brink of a tantrum. He utterly did not want to sit on his dad's lap, he wanted his own seat, so in protest he started screaming, "GET OFF MY BUTT! I DON'T WANT TO SHARE! GET OFF MY BUTT!" And then he ate a banana.
Every time the train rocked, his little Crocked foot would hit my knee. Finally his British father turned him a bit and whispered, "Don't kick the woman, okay?" And the little banana-covered boy looked at me and said, "That's not a woman, that's a girl."
Silly Happening #2
Almost missed my train on Wednesday, but managed to slide into a window seat at the last minute. Was all chuffed with myself until I looked across the aisle and there was Creepy Station Boy. I waved and he looked quickly at the ground, and then I looked out the window for an hour and gave my neck an awful crick.
Silly Happening #3
My dad just called me Lily. And I was all, "Lily? Who's that?" And he was all, "Jesus Christ, who knows. I'm losing my mind. Anyway, I bought some chilli--"
And he stopped.
And we both looked at each other.
And I said, "Lily--Lizzy plus chilli."
And then we fell about laughing.
October 2, 2007
October!
The tenth month has gotten off to a rocky start. Monday morning I gave myself a heart attack because I realized I had not gotten my Oct. monthly train ticket yet--quick fix, Dad drove me to Summit. Fine. Then today all trains to Hoboken were suspended. (I couldn't help thinking, 'Chicken emergency?') It wasn't funny at the time. Slightly jangly nerves, Summit again. I can only imagine what tomorrow has in store for New Jersey Transit.
I've spent most of the last two days making to-do lists, and hardly anything gets crossed out. My editor/boss is in NC for some book party, so without him to assist, I just sit and read and write some emails to people with questions I generally can't answer. Utterly dull. I'm actually looking forward to my boss's return so I'll have something to bloody well do.
More lists.
Things I'm looking forward to:
-Bronte Movie
-Chris Adrian at a bar next week with Turkish Eren
-BED
I've spent most of the last two days making to-do lists, and hardly anything gets crossed out. My editor/boss is in NC for some book party, so without him to assist, I just sit and read and write some emails to people with questions I generally can't answer. Utterly dull. I'm actually looking forward to my boss's return so I'll have something to bloody well do.
More lists.
Things I'm looking forward to:
-Bronte Movie
-Chris Adrian at a bar next week with Turkish Eren
-BED
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