So, there's not a whole lot I can say about this weekend. It can be summed up pretty much as follows ( Read more... )

So, first of all I got a job interview. I was sitting on my tiny bed in my tiny room by the tiny window (which allows a not-so-tiny amount of sunlight through). I was hot, my computer was hot--I'm surprised it or I didn't spontaneously combust. The heat made me lazy, and everything started innocently enough with my playing Text Twist. But then ( Read more... )

So, it's back. That good ole job hunting anxiety that wrenches your guts into a throbbing sack of icky. . .ok, enough. I hate looking for jobs. Basically, I just hate jobs. If only I were independently wealthy because I invented something really useful that everyone has but takes for granted like liquid paper or socks. And really, the job ( Read more... )

So, the good news first. I have a new friend in Boston ( Read more... )

So, I'm back. I'm sure you all missed my internet alter-ego immensely. In an effort to keep my peeps informed while not running up an outrageous cell phone bill, I have decided to throw caution (well, really laziness and apathy) to the wind and pick up the old blogging. . .something. . .again. I now have two blogs, no waiting--livejournal or xanga ( Read more... )

So, I just got back from a weekend overstuffed with matrimonial bliss. Hardened by years of experience, I don't cry much during the ceremonies anymore. Unless they are on television and set to a particularly heart-wrenching Deathcab for Cutie song. This one was no exception, mostly because I kept giggling at the thought of a live-feed projection ( Read more... )

Christmas in a (chest)nut (roasting on an open fire)shell ( Read more... )

I like that in this day and age, gender plays no significant role in PBS casting strategies.

My LiveJournal Sitcomwishiwasmatilda's mom (PBS, 1:00): wishiwasmatilda (Ursula Andress) thinks hallowedge (Carmen Electra) has a Brooklyn accent. In the next town over, eventuallyemily (Stephen Baldwin) borrows money from hollabackgirl5 (Keanu Reeves)'s ( Read more... )

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So, I was driving away from Citiplace, all high on life after purchasing my tickets to "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire," when, suddenly, I was transported by Tom Petty's "Learning to Fly" into a Cameron Crowe-esque fantasy of my perfect post-modern roadtrip. I don't think that boys should get to hog all the Kerouacian fun, especially since ( Read more... )