offbalance: (l33tness darkside)
A few thoughts on today:

1. Welcome to Night Vale had a big fancy performance at Town Hall tonight for the second anniversary of that rather terrific podcast. It made me realize that the last time I was in Town Hall was about 10 years ago, almost to the day, to see the Magnetic Fields. And that took me back to that night. It felt like what Edith Wharton wrote about in the opera scenes in The Age of Innocence, where there was so much going on offstage that it almost dwarfed the action on stage. Everyone was excited to see the Magnetic Fields, but they were more excited to see each other. Some day I will turn it into fiction that people will want to read. Which may mean I would need to re-read The Age of Innocence to do so. (oh, darn. It's only one of my favorite books.)

2. Speaking of anniversaries, twenty years ago, the Rangers were in the Stanley Cup finals. They are again!!! But they lost game one in OT to the Kings. *sigh* I'm hopeful, though. Because life as a Ranger fan is one lived in hope. (and dying in despair, but we're ignoring that at the moment. GO BLUE!)

3. I never have enough time to do everything I have to do, everything I want to do, and still sleep. Such an old complaint, and it's more true than ever this week. I've had flashes of wanting to be creative, but it was during a moment when I had to be productive in a different way at work. *sigh* And I never sleep enough. Ever.

4. I realized recently that while work is going decently, I keep getting knocked over because I was beating everything on easy mode up until now. It's been moved up to Medium and now I'm getting my ass kicked a bit again. Oh well. Time to level up again.

But first. SLEEP.
offbalance: (mm how do you like me now)
You guys. It's been a week, let me tell you.

See, a week plus ago I had a cold. It sucked, but colds often do. Problem was that this cold decided it'd be cool to turn my chest into a crash pad. This being several varieties of not on, I saw my doc, and he gave me another asthma inhaler to work with the one I usually use for emergencies. Hokay? Hokay. For a day or two it did what it needed to and all was fine. Then one day I felt a little jumpy after taking my morning dose. And it went all downhill from there.

The rest of the week played out like a version of Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas for weenies. This shit made me paranoid, anxious, distracted, jittery - basically convinced I was smack in the middle of Bat Country. Not. Fun. Especially at work.

Of course, this doesn't occur in a week where I can hide in my house and wait for the chemically-induced crazy to pass. Nope! This was a week with Shit! Going! On! Every day, there was something else. Dinner Monday night with friends at a Mexican restaurant (wherein the waiter not only forgot to put in my order, but told me there was no avocado in what I ordered, when there totally was. Manager/Owner saved the night with a free cocktail and lots of apologies, but wtf). Tuesday was Trivia, Wednesday a night off, and yesterday was [livejournal.com profile] whtegrlwthehair's bday celebration (which was awesome), and tonight I get to see [livejournal.com profile] redstapler for a bit before running into Brooklyn for the fundraiser that [livejournal.com profile] quasisonic's husband put together for Tsunami/Earthquake victims in Japan. Tomorrow? More [livejournal.com profile] redstapler after a doc visit and some time with the folks. I don't plan to move on Sunday, but that may get torpedoed. The tired. I has it.

Only other thing of note this week is that we have officially booked our wedding venue!! :D One thing down, 2389473479 to go, but that's a BIG piece of the puzzle taken care of. Still, it was hard to enjoy thanks to the fact that I was tweaking my brains out at the time. I'm excited and freaked out all at the same time. This shit is daunting. But onward and upward, as always.
offbalance: (mm how do you like me now)
You guys. It's been a week, let me tell you.

See, a week plus ago I had a cold. It sucked, but colds often do. Problem was that this cold decided it'd be cool to turn my chest into a crash pad. This being several varieties of not on, I saw my doc, and he gave me another asthma inhaler to work with the one I usually use for emergencies. Hokay? Hokay. For a day or two it did what it needed to and all was fine. Then one day I felt a little jumpy after taking my morning dose. And it went all downhill from there.

The rest of the week played out like a version of Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas for weenies. This shit made me paranoid, anxious, distracted, jittery - basically convinced I was smack in the middle of Bat Country. Not. Fun. Especially at work.

Of course, this doesn't occur in a week where I can hide in my house and wait for the chemically-induced crazy to pass. Nope! This was a week with Shit! Going! On! Every day, there was something else. Dinner Monday night with friends at a Mexican restaurant (wherein the waiter not only forgot to put in my order, but told me there was no avocado in what I ordered, when there totally was. Manager/Owner saved the night with a free cocktail and lots of apologies, but wtf). Tuesday was Trivia, Wednesday a night off, and yesterday was [livejournal.com profile] whtegrlwthehair's bday celebration (which was awesome), and tonight I get to see [livejournal.com profile] redstapler for a bit before running into Brooklyn for the fundraiser that [livejournal.com profile] quasisonic's husband put together for Tsunami/Earthquake victims in Japan. Tomorrow? More [livejournal.com profile] redstapler after a doc visit and some time with the folks. I don't plan to move on Sunday, but that may get torpedoed. The tired. I has it.

Only other thing of note this week is that we have officially booked our wedding venue!! :D One thing down, 2389473479 to go, but that's a BIG piece of the puzzle taken care of. Still, it was hard to enjoy thanks to the fact that I was tweaking my brains out at the time. I'm excited and freaked out all at the same time. This shit is daunting. But onward and upward, as always.
offbalance: (mm serious as german film)
Hey, LJ. How's life?

Yeah, yeah, been awhile.

Work has been kicking my ass hardcore. I know that's what I usually say, but it's especially true lately. I feel kind of drained when I get home and not particularly like sharing. Which is too bad, because I have things to say for a change.

No idea what order I should put them in, but here's what's "up" with me at the moment:

1. I am now the proud owner of a sprained ankle. Apparently, I've been for some time. Said ankle had been bothering me a LOT ever since the Christmas snowpocalypse, when in my climbing over hill and dale I must have rolled or twisted it just a little too much. Then, I proceeded to walk on it for several months, not wanting to admit something was wrong. That finally came to a head during my vacation, and J all but frogmarched me to the doctor himself. So, after a visit to the doctor, I was handed a prescription for more PT. Yay. I like my therapist a lot better this time, he's a lot more knowledgeable than my last go-round, and I feel like we're making some progress. The truly frustrating part is how much time I have to spend off of my ankle, icing it and resting it, so it will heal. Anyone who knows how deeply I abhor sitting still for ages and not being able to walk a lot could tell you how very much I hate this.

1a. This has been complicated by feeling kind of nauseated and under the weather the last couple of days. Last week I wondered if I wasn't coming down with a cold. This time, I've been feeling fluish, but nothing blows up into actual symptoms. It's as fun as it sounds. I'd be doing more of the exercises I can actually do, but my stomach has been acting up so much I feel worn out and not really like doing much of anything. Blah.

2. When not feeling physically meh, I've been a little bundle of rage focused at all of these asshole politicians that want to do things like defund Planned Parenthood, legalize the murder of abortion doctors, and basically strip my rights away until I'm a fucking incubator with legs. While I support those I know who have chosen to have children, I don't even pretend to think that everyone should be a parent. And while I could go on about this literally all night (just ask my lovely and patient fiance), I'm not going to. I do everything I can to respect the choices of others, and, as hard as it, to respect the choices of those I violently disagree with. I don't get for one second why it's so hard for the other side to do this, but then again, there's a reason we call them "anti-choice." Because that's what they are doing everything to prevent: the ability to choose. The ability to have the education and information to decide what is right for the person already living. They are hell-bent on creating a world not unlike Atwood's Handmaid's Tale, which they are making clear, and why I am considering, sprained ankle and all, to go to the Rally for Women's Health this Saturday. If you're a woman, or you care about any woman, you should think about going, too.

3. I'm turning 31 in a couple of weeks. I'm also having my first joint birthday party, with J, who will be hitting the big 4-0. I'm happy to celebrate, but a good friend made a prediction a few years back (I remember it being [livejournal.com profile] quodlibetic for some reason) said that you pretty much freak out until you turn 30, but after that, it's kind of "shrug". So far, she's right, but we'll see how I am when 35 rolls around.

4. Oscars are also this weekend. I continue to dislike and resent this whole 10 nominated best pictures business. Either split into two sets of categories the way the Golden Globes do, or roll it back to 5. All of the other categories get by with 5 or fewer nominations, I don't get why they suddenly need 10 Best Pictures.

5. And in wedding plan news, I received the extremely disappointing news over the weekend that in the state of NY, you can't have a friend who ordains themselves over the interwebs marry you. (Another win for the Wedding Industrial Complex). So, the hunt is on for a justice of the peace, I guess. I'm so annoyed - I was hoping for us to be married by someone who knows us, who cares about us, and will respect our wishes, not some stranger (and definitely not some stranger pushing an agenda). I'm hoping at the very least we can find someone completely and totally secular. I guess I'll start looking when we nail down the venue, at which time I hope to stop being annoyed about this.
offbalance: (mm serious as german film)
Hey, LJ. How's life?

Yeah, yeah, been awhile.

Work has been kicking my ass hardcore. I know that's what I usually say, but it's especially true lately. I feel kind of drained when I get home and not particularly like sharing. Which is too bad, because I have things to say for a change.

No idea what order I should put them in, but here's what's "up" with me at the moment:

1. I am now the proud owner of a sprained ankle. Apparently, I've been for some time. Said ankle had been bothering me a LOT ever since the Christmas snowpocalypse, when in my climbing over hill and dale I must have rolled or twisted it just a little too much. Then, I proceeded to walk on it for several months, not wanting to admit something was wrong. That finally came to a head during my vacation, and J all but frogmarched me to the doctor himself. So, after a visit to the doctor, I was handed a prescription for more PT. Yay. I like my therapist a lot better this time, he's a lot more knowledgeable than my last go-round, and I feel like we're making some progress. The truly frustrating part is how much time I have to spend off of my ankle, icing it and resting it, so it will heal. Anyone who knows how deeply I abhor sitting still for ages and not being able to walk a lot could tell you how very much I hate this.

1a. This has been complicated by feeling kind of nauseated and under the weather the last couple of days. Last week I wondered if I wasn't coming down with a cold. This time, I've been feeling fluish, but nothing blows up into actual symptoms. It's as fun as it sounds. I'd be doing more of the exercises I can actually do, but my stomach has been acting up so much I feel worn out and not really like doing much of anything. Blah.

2. When not feeling physically meh, I've been a little bundle of rage focused at all of these asshole politicians that want to do things like defund Planned Parenthood, legalize the murder of abortion doctors, and basically strip my rights away until I'm a fucking incubator with legs. While I support those I know who have chosen to have children, I don't even pretend to think that everyone should be a parent. And while I could go on about this literally all night (just ask my lovely and patient fiance), I'm not going to. I do everything I can to respect the choices of others, and, as hard as it, to respect the choices of those I violently disagree with. I don't get for one second why it's so hard for the other side to do this, but then again, there's a reason we call them "anti-choice." Because that's what they are doing everything to prevent: the ability to choose. The ability to have the education and information to decide what is right for the person already living. They are hell-bent on creating a world not unlike Atwood's Handmaid's Tale, which they are making clear, and why I am considering, sprained ankle and all, to go to the Rally for Women's Health this Saturday. If you're a woman, or you care about any woman, you should think about going, too.

3. I'm turning 31 in a couple of weeks. I'm also having my first joint birthday party, with J, who will be hitting the big 4-0. I'm happy to celebrate, but a good friend made a prediction a few years back (I remember it being [livejournal.com profile] quodlibetic for some reason) said that you pretty much freak out until you turn 30, but after that, it's kind of "shrug". So far, she's right, but we'll see how I am when 35 rolls around.

4. Oscars are also this weekend. I continue to dislike and resent this whole 10 nominated best pictures business. Either split into two sets of categories the way the Golden Globes do, or roll it back to 5. All of the other categories get by with 5 or fewer nominations, I don't get why they suddenly need 10 Best Pictures.

5. And in wedding plan news, I received the extremely disappointing news over the weekend that in the state of NY, you can't have a friend who ordains themselves over the interwebs marry you. (Another win for the Wedding Industrial Complex). So, the hunt is on for a justice of the peace, I guess. I'm so annoyed - I was hoping for us to be married by someone who knows us, who cares about us, and will respect our wishes, not some stranger (and definitely not some stranger pushing an agenda). I'm hoping at the very least we can find someone completely and totally secular. I guess I'll start looking when we nail down the venue, at which time I hope to stop being annoyed about this.
offbalance: (road trip)
So as some of you already know from The Book of Face, I had to take yesterday off at the last minute due to an inspection that the Housing Authority needed to do. We found out from our management company on Monday. Originally [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl was off, but at the last minute, he needed to work Friday. Fine. So, I stayed around, pissed, but waiting. The super had told J that the previous tenant had made a complaint. I had no idea how long it was going to take, but it was supposedly any time between 9 and 5. UGH. Literally minutes before they showed up at 12:30, I called the management office to hear if they'd heard anything and found out that they were in the building. Yay! (I would have been pissed if I'd taken the morning off for nothing, since Fridays I only work until 12:45, thanks to lovely lovely summer hours.) They Housing people were very nice, asked if they could come in, but laughed when I said, "Well, that's why I took today off of work!" The owner was with them, too.

It turns out? Someone had made a complaint in 1989. Yes, you read that right. 1989. At the time, the wooden kitchen floor was broken, as was the smoke detector, and there was something wrong with the kitchen window. In 2007, before J moved in, they did a gut reno of the apartment, putting in a new *tile* kitchen floor, fixing the window, and giving us a shiny new smoke detector. No one had any idea why this was all still on the books. At all. But the inspection took a grand total of 5 minutes. The Housing Authority person only asked to see the "bedroom," because he thought the smoke detector should be closer to it (it's outside the kitchen). But, when he saw that it took no more than 5 steps to get to the bedroom, since we have a studio, he laughed and said that it was fine. That's it.

After they left, I had an attack of supreme laziness. I ordered Chinese from a new place I'd been meaning to try (not bad) and watched two episodes of Doctor Who. Then I got ready and met James for Scott Pilgrim. Which was not 100% perfect, but I really enjoyed the hell out of it anyway. (Michael Cera is fun, but he has a pretty limited range. Jesse Eisenberg may be a similar type, but he's a MUCH better actor!) Also, I have to take this opportunity to apologize to [livejournal.com profile] antheia, because I totally and completely get what is so awesome about Ramona Flowers' hair now.

So, here I am, Saturday morning, 10:15 am. I have no chores to do. No, really. J did the laundry when he was off during the week. When we found out we were being inspected, we cleaned the holy hell out of the place, and it still looks awesome. I don't even have any dishes to do.

What I have to do today is as follows:
- go and buy a bday present for a party I'm attending tomorrow afternoon
- go to the drugstore
- take a book back to the library
- buy some bread to go with dinner
- make dinner

That's about it. And only the first and last things on the list will take any kind of time. I am not used to this. I am used to having 938473874 things to do on a Saturday. I'm not used to it being all laid back and crap. It's a nice feeling!
offbalance: (road trip)
So as some of you already know from The Book of Face, I had to take yesterday off at the last minute due to an inspection that the Housing Authority needed to do. We found out from our management company on Monday. Originally [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl was off, but at the last minute, he needed to work Friday. Fine. So, I stayed around, pissed, but waiting. The super had told J that the previous tenant had made a complaint. I had no idea how long it was going to take, but it was supposedly any time between 9 and 5. UGH. Literally minutes before they showed up at 12:30, I called the management office to hear if they'd heard anything and found out that they were in the building. Yay! (I would have been pissed if I'd taken the morning off for nothing, since Fridays I only work until 12:45, thanks to lovely lovely summer hours.) They Housing people were very nice, asked if they could come in, but laughed when I said, "Well, that's why I took today off of work!" The owner was with them, too.

It turns out? Someone had made a complaint in 1989. Yes, you read that right. 1989. At the time, the wooden kitchen floor was broken, as was the smoke detector, and there was something wrong with the kitchen window. In 2007, before J moved in, they did a gut reno of the apartment, putting in a new *tile* kitchen floor, fixing the window, and giving us a shiny new smoke detector. No one had any idea why this was all still on the books. At all. But the inspection took a grand total of 5 minutes. The Housing Authority person only asked to see the "bedroom," because he thought the smoke detector should be closer to it (it's outside the kitchen). But, when he saw that it took no more than 5 steps to get to the bedroom, since we have a studio, he laughed and said that it was fine. That's it.

After they left, I had an attack of supreme laziness. I ordered Chinese from a new place I'd been meaning to try (not bad) and watched two episodes of Doctor Who. Then I got ready and met James for Scott Pilgrim. Which was not 100% perfect, but I really enjoyed the hell out of it anyway. (Michael Cera is fun, but he has a pretty limited range. Jesse Eisenberg may be a similar type, but he's a MUCH better actor!) Also, I have to take this opportunity to apologize to [livejournal.com profile] antheia, because I totally and completely get what is so awesome about Ramona Flowers' hair now.

So, here I am, Saturday morning, 10:15 am. I have no chores to do. No, really. J did the laundry when he was off during the week. When we found out we were being inspected, we cleaned the holy hell out of the place, and it still looks awesome. I don't even have any dishes to do.

What I have to do today is as follows:
- go and buy a bday present for a party I'm attending tomorrow afternoon
- go to the drugstore
- take a book back to the library
- buy some bread to go with dinner
- make dinner

That's about it. And only the first and last things on the list will take any kind of time. I am not used to this. I am used to having 938473874 things to do on a Saturday. I'm not used to it being all laid back and crap. It's a nice feeling!
offbalance: (dear livejournal by ihathdarth)
I forgot my blackberry today. /o\ It sucked, to put it mildly. No email, no twitter, no texting.

So, out of pure desperation, I started noting down thoughts in a notebook. This is a recap, along with the time of thought, starting with the moment I realized (while on the train) that I was phoneless.

8:20: Have forgotten phone. Am cut off from the world. ACK!!

8:25: Due to a "smoke condition" at Broadway-Lafayette, B trains are running over the Q line. Fucking splendid.

8:30: Assuming trains are, in fact, running. Which mine is not.

8:32: Ms. Manners apparently hates wedding registries. I do not get it. I think of them as a helpful guide, not a must-purchase requirement. Jeez.

8:35: For all the bitching, I don't get what the big deal is about bringing multiple books. At all. It's called a tote bag!

8:40: I'm going to be late anyway, and the idea of escaping at Canal for bao is tempting as hell. Will probably opt for yogurt, as Chinatown in a heat wave represents smells I am reluctant to experience.

9:20: Pret makes a good breakfast sandwich.

9:33: I keep reaching for my phone. Wherefore art thou, phantom limb?

9:35: Not phantom - my knees. I think they quite literally screamed when I walked up the stairs at the 57th street Q station today. And still are.

9:41: Forgot to mention that I was sprayed by some kind of liquid as I was walking to work. Probably from a roof. Ick. Felt like a rain drizzle, but was not. So irresponsible - and disgusting!

10:52: Dear Tuesday: Please die.

11:15: Just had a surprisingly pleasant (but not illuminating) conversation about Huge. Something continues to bug me about the show but can't put finger on what. Have also been encouraged to watch Pretty Little Liars.

11:40: Still thinking about how much I agree with Slate article from this morning about plus ones at weddings. I was single for a long time, and going to a big formal affair with dancing alone can be daunting. I can't imagine not extending plus ones to single guests.

11:57: It never fails. I renew a book, thinking I won't get it back to the library by the due date, and lo, I finish.

12:20: PT Time!

1:20: OW OW MOTHER OW. ><

2:26: I want a burger. And I'm a sad panda: I'm stuck here late because of my stupid commute. So unfair. I wonder if the new shake shack is open yet?

2:27: ZOMG! Long-time LJ friend [livejournal.com profile] firynze will be visiting this weekend! Good times are sure to abound! (I have never actually met her in person, so I am thrilled).

2:28: So help me, if I get this cold going around the office, I will kill something.

3:07: Knees continue to hurt, so I'm availing myself of the community ice pack. It smells like pickles.

3:08: Don't want to cook. Too hot. Not sure I want to pay for food, either. Dilemma dilemma. Burger lust is morphing into sushi jones.

3:19: Sometimes I wish I could take proper Aleve or Ibuprofen

3:25: I really want to make a bon voyage/birthday mix for [livejournal.com profile] redstapler, but I fear we'll both bawl at the track list.

4:04: Down for emergency maintenance = someone having a worse day than I am.

4:05: Do I really want sushi?

4:06: I'd really like to see Bernadette Peters and Elaine Strich in A Little Night Music. Any takers?

4:48: Nearly went Office Space on the non-functional copier, and the Library of Congress site is down. Universe, what are you saying?!

5:00: I am seriously contemplating ice cream for dinner.

5:30: If it wasn't for that stupid track fire, I could leave now. But nooo.

5:45: Halal street cart lamb over rice sounds amazing. If it's not too hot to sit out side, I'm going to hit up the guys on 53rd. (It wasn't, and I did!)

And that's my day. Phone and I are reunited at last, and I'm about to go and make a salad to bring for lunch tomorrow. Aren't you jealous of the thrilling life I lead?
offbalance: (dear livejournal by ihathdarth)
I forgot my blackberry today. /o\ It sucked, to put it mildly. No email, no twitter, no texting.

So, out of pure desperation, I started noting down thoughts in a notebook. This is a recap, along with the time of thought, starting with the moment I realized (while on the train) that I was phoneless.

8:20: Have forgotten phone. Am cut off from the world. ACK!!

8:25: Due to a "smoke condition" at Broadway-Lafayette, B trains are running over the Q line. Fucking splendid.

8:30: Assuming trains are, in fact, running. Which mine is not.

8:32: Ms. Manners apparently hates wedding registries. I do not get it. I think of them as a helpful guide, not a must-purchase requirement. Jeez.

8:35: For all the bitching, I don't get what the big deal is about bringing multiple books. At all. It's called a tote bag!

8:40: I'm going to be late anyway, and the idea of escaping at Canal for bao is tempting as hell. Will probably opt for yogurt, as Chinatown in a heat wave represents smells I am reluctant to experience.

9:20: Pret makes a good breakfast sandwich.

9:33: I keep reaching for my phone. Wherefore art thou, phantom limb?

9:35: Not phantom - my knees. I think they quite literally screamed when I walked up the stairs at the 57th street Q station today. And still are.

9:41: Forgot to mention that I was sprayed by some kind of liquid as I was walking to work. Probably from a roof. Ick. Felt like a rain drizzle, but was not. So irresponsible - and disgusting!

10:52: Dear Tuesday: Please die.

11:15: Just had a surprisingly pleasant (but not illuminating) conversation about Huge. Something continues to bug me about the show but can't put finger on what. Have also been encouraged to watch Pretty Little Liars.

11:40: Still thinking about how much I agree with Slate article from this morning about plus ones at weddings. I was single for a long time, and going to a big formal affair with dancing alone can be daunting. I can't imagine not extending plus ones to single guests.

11:57: It never fails. I renew a book, thinking I won't get it back to the library by the due date, and lo, I finish.

12:20: PT Time!

1:20: OW OW MOTHER OW. ><

2:26: I want a burger. And I'm a sad panda: I'm stuck here late because of my stupid commute. So unfair. I wonder if the new shake shack is open yet?

2:27: ZOMG! Long-time LJ friend [livejournal.com profile] firynze will be visiting this weekend! Good times are sure to abound! (I have never actually met her in person, so I am thrilled).

2:28: So help me, if I get this cold going around the office, I will kill something.

3:07: Knees continue to hurt, so I'm availing myself of the community ice pack. It smells like pickles.

3:08: Don't want to cook. Too hot. Not sure I want to pay for food, either. Dilemma dilemma. Burger lust is morphing into sushi jones.

3:19: Sometimes I wish I could take proper Aleve or Ibuprofen

3:25: I really want to make a bon voyage/birthday mix for [livejournal.com profile] redstapler, but I fear we'll both bawl at the track list.

4:04: Down for emergency maintenance = someone having a worse day than I am.

4:05: Do I really want sushi?

4:06: I'd really like to see Bernadette Peters and Elaine Strich in A Little Night Music. Any takers?

4:48: Nearly went Office Space on the non-functional copier, and the Library of Congress site is down. Universe, what are you saying?!

5:00: I am seriously contemplating ice cream for dinner.

5:30: If it wasn't for that stupid track fire, I could leave now. But nooo.

5:45: Halal street cart lamb over rice sounds amazing. If it's not too hot to sit out side, I'm going to hit up the guys on 53rd. (It wasn't, and I did!)

And that's my day. Phone and I are reunited at last, and I'm about to go and make a salad to bring for lunch tomorrow. Aren't you jealous of the thrilling life I lead?
offbalance: (freaking friends by leopard lady)
- I spent a good chunk of the day with [livejournal.com profile] redstapler. Always a recipe for a good day, especially when you add [livejournal.com profile] gaztherat to the mix (and a liberal application of Daria). I so need the boxed set - I don't miss the incidental music at all, which just goes to show how well that show was written.

[livejournal.com profile] redstapler and I had brunch at Oak & Iris beforehand. It was delicious. A++, would nom again. Also, it had a really nice vibe and staff. AND signs that said "No running and screaming allowed." <3

- Also:
Me: also, I managed to hurt my foot with bread yesterday. WITH BREAD.
[livejournal.com profile] redstapler: I...what?
Me: I bought this baguette from Whole Paycheck on Thursday. So, yesterday I cut a few pieces off to nom on and then put the loaf back in the fridge in its bag. Only, it slid through the bag, and the pointy part of the baguette hurt the soft part of my instep. I think this qualifies me for a Tonks badge.
[livejournal.com profile] redstapler: ...ow. And lol.

(I am going to miss the hell out of her when she moves.)

- Last night [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl and I caught the rescheduled Kings of Convenience show at Webster Hall. They were awesome. I was only dimly aware of maybe one of their songs prior to last night, but that didn't matter one bit. The music was really incredible - each member played acoustic guitar and sang with really incredible harmonies. They also had one of the best opening acts I've seen in ages, a west coast band by the name of Franklin For Short that I loved so much I ran down and bought their album (a real vinyl one with a download coupon) before the set was completely over. Their music, to me, sounds like what it would be like to drive down the Pacific Coast Highway with no traffic, the sun in the sky and the wind in my hair. J described their sound as "the love child of Jackson Browne and Death Cab for Cutie." I think that's accurate. And, they joined the Kings for a few songs too, which was a nice blending of styles.

- I had my first CSA pickup this week! It was a few hours late (the delivery truck had some trouble), but I still was able to pick up and enjoy some incredible greens! We got arugula, broccoli rabe, spinach, lettuce, and japanese turnips. I made a dish with the broccoli rabe friday and I've slowly been eating the arugula, and I have designs on that spinach, do I ever. It's so exciting to have so much green to enjoy!

- Those of you who follow me on Facebook may have noticed that I've been goofing off with Foursquare recently. It's dumb, and/or it's fun, depending on your worldview. If it really offends you, blame [livejournal.com profile] redesigner, he's the one who talked me into it. It has no point whatsoever, it's kind of the digital version of "Yes, but have you got a flag?" I've wasted time on worse. For now, I'm enjoying it.

- I have jury duty tomorrow. It's Federal Court, which I've heard is more organized than Supreme/City court. We shall see.

- After reading this article which was linked on [livejournal.com profile] weddingplans, I reserved this book at the library. I'm kind of loving how there's a growing number of people out there who are as disgusted as I am with these overblown, insanity-fest weddings that try to be a combination of prom night, new year's eve, the academy awards and a three-ring circus. I'm even gladder that the disgust is building into backlash, and I'm looking forward to reading it to see what Miss Manners has to say about fighting this insanity and throwing a nice affair anyhow.

- I didn't get the above book for my kindle because my new kindle rule is that if I can get it for free at the library with not too long of a wait, that's what I do first. If the library doesn't have it or the wait is ridiculous, then, I can kindle. But there's no point spending money when you don't have to. (that said, I did make a donation to the Brooklyn Public Library in order to hopefully help with their budgetary shortfall.)

- Further on the wedding front: I realized that I'm nervous about going wedding dress shopping. I'm nervous because of how you have to shop for one. See, most (if not all) of my shopping is done in stores where very few salespeople lurk. I prefer to be left to my own devices to browse, examine, try on and what have you. 99% of the time I don't need help, other than to accept a friendly offer to start a dressing room for me or to ring up my purchases (or maybe zip/unzip the occasional zipper). But, a wedding dress must be bought in a really old-fashioned, particular way that involves making an appointment, going to a showroom, having an appointed salesperson select things for you and be up your nose the entire time. I hate this style of shopping, mostly because I feel insanely pressured by it. It's not just me obtaining items I need or want. It's about me worrying about this person in front of me, and how their livelihood depends on a sale, and how if I spend a few hours looking and don't see anything I want, I will have deprived them of a customer who might have bought something and/or the all-important commission/mortgage payment/rent/etc. And, I'm sure this person, smelling blood in the water, will push this to make a sale, as is their way (the scorpion always bites the turtle, after all). I was a little more worried about it before than I am now, though. I talked to my mom about it. She'd originally said that while she'd love to go dress shopping with me, but I shouldn't worry if I just wanted to go myself or with friends, because she wouldn't be hurt and insulted and it's all about what works best for me and all that. Now, that was never an issue, I love shopping with my mom and I always have fun doing so (mom and I have had a blast grocery shopping together, for crying out loud.). But after telling her this, she said I shouldn't worry about ANYONE pressuring me into buying anything, because that shit wouldn't fly on her watch. (also, [livejournal.com profile] quasisonic wouldn't let that go down on her watch either, to be fair).

(and yes. I also know that I don't HAVE to buy dresses this way, I could just order them off the internet. But, I don't know exactly what dress I want, and I want to be able to try a bunch on, and it's a much bigger pain in the ass to ship wedding dresses back and forth from China than it is to suck it up and bring a protective entourage into a bridal boutique with me.)

- Speaking of buying things off the internet, I need sandals like woah. I've not had much luck this season. Not much is appealing to me. Best keep looking, I guess.
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- I spent a good chunk of the day with [livejournal.com profile] redstapler. Always a recipe for a good day, especially when you add [livejournal.com profile] gaztherat to the mix (and a liberal application of Daria). I so need the boxed set - I don't miss the incidental music at all, which just goes to show how well that show was written.

[livejournal.com profile] redstapler and I had brunch at Oak & Iris beforehand. It was delicious. A++, would nom again. Also, it had a really nice vibe and staff. AND signs that said "No running and screaming allowed." <3

- Also:
Me: also, I managed to hurt my foot with bread yesterday. WITH BREAD.
[livejournal.com profile] redstapler: I...what?
Me: I bought this baguette from Whole Paycheck on Thursday. So, yesterday I cut a few pieces off to nom on and then put the loaf back in the fridge in its bag. Only, it slid through the bag, and the pointy part of the baguette hurt the soft part of my instep. I think this qualifies me for a Tonks badge.
[livejournal.com profile] redstapler: ...ow. And lol.

(I am going to miss the hell out of her when she moves.)

- Last night [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl and I caught the rescheduled Kings of Convenience show at Webster Hall. They were awesome. I was only dimly aware of maybe one of their songs prior to last night, but that didn't matter one bit. The music was really incredible - each member played acoustic guitar and sang with really incredible harmonies. They also had one of the best opening acts I've seen in ages, a west coast band by the name of Franklin For Short that I loved so much I ran down and bought their album (a real vinyl one with a download coupon) before the set was completely over. Their music, to me, sounds like what it would be like to drive down the Pacific Coast Highway with no traffic, the sun in the sky and the wind in my hair. J described their sound as "the love child of Jackson Browne and Death Cab for Cutie." I think that's accurate. And, they joined the Kings for a few songs too, which was a nice blending of styles.

- I had my first CSA pickup this week! It was a few hours late (the delivery truck had some trouble), but I still was able to pick up and enjoy some incredible greens! We got arugula, broccoli rabe, spinach, lettuce, and japanese turnips. I made a dish with the broccoli rabe friday and I've slowly been eating the arugula, and I have designs on that spinach, do I ever. It's so exciting to have so much green to enjoy!

- Those of you who follow me on Facebook may have noticed that I've been goofing off with Foursquare recently. It's dumb, and/or it's fun, depending on your worldview. If it really offends you, blame [livejournal.com profile] redesigner, he's the one who talked me into it. It has no point whatsoever, it's kind of the digital version of "Yes, but have you got a flag?" I've wasted time on worse. For now, I'm enjoying it.

- I have jury duty tomorrow. It's Federal Court, which I've heard is more organized than Supreme/City court. We shall see.

- After reading this article which was linked on [livejournal.com profile] weddingplans, I reserved this book at the library. I'm kind of loving how there's a growing number of people out there who are as disgusted as I am with these overblown, insanity-fest weddings that try to be a combination of prom night, new year's eve, the academy awards and a three-ring circus. I'm even gladder that the disgust is building into backlash, and I'm looking forward to reading it to see what Miss Manners has to say about fighting this insanity and throwing a nice affair anyhow.

- I didn't get the above book for my kindle because my new kindle rule is that if I can get it for free at the library with not too long of a wait, that's what I do first. If the library doesn't have it or the wait is ridiculous, then, I can kindle. But there's no point spending money when you don't have to. (that said, I did make a donation to the Brooklyn Public Library in order to hopefully help with their budgetary shortfall.)

- Further on the wedding front: I realized that I'm nervous about going wedding dress shopping. I'm nervous because of how you have to shop for one. See, most (if not all) of my shopping is done in stores where very few salespeople lurk. I prefer to be left to my own devices to browse, examine, try on and what have you. 99% of the time I don't need help, other than to accept a friendly offer to start a dressing room for me or to ring up my purchases (or maybe zip/unzip the occasional zipper). But, a wedding dress must be bought in a really old-fashioned, particular way that involves making an appointment, going to a showroom, having an appointed salesperson select things for you and be up your nose the entire time. I hate this style of shopping, mostly because I feel insanely pressured by it. It's not just me obtaining items I need or want. It's about me worrying about this person in front of me, and how their livelihood depends on a sale, and how if I spend a few hours looking and don't see anything I want, I will have deprived them of a customer who might have bought something and/or the all-important commission/mortgage payment/rent/etc. And, I'm sure this person, smelling blood in the water, will push this to make a sale, as is their way (the scorpion always bites the turtle, after all). I was a little more worried about it before than I am now, though. I talked to my mom about it. She'd originally said that while she'd love to go dress shopping with me, but I shouldn't worry if I just wanted to go myself or with friends, because she wouldn't be hurt and insulted and it's all about what works best for me and all that. Now, that was never an issue, I love shopping with my mom and I always have fun doing so (mom and I have had a blast grocery shopping together, for crying out loud.). But after telling her this, she said I shouldn't worry about ANYONE pressuring me into buying anything, because that shit wouldn't fly on her watch. (also, [livejournal.com profile] quasisonic wouldn't let that go down on her watch either, to be fair).

(and yes. I also know that I don't HAVE to buy dresses this way, I could just order them off the internet. But, I don't know exactly what dress I want, and I want to be able to try a bunch on, and it's a much bigger pain in the ass to ship wedding dresses back and forth from China than it is to suck it up and bring a protective entourage into a bridal boutique with me.)

- Speaking of buying things off the internet, I need sandals like woah. I've not had much luck this season. Not much is appealing to me. Best keep looking, I guess.
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Okay, is too much, lemme summup:

- I saw Sex and the City 2: Rise of the Manolos yesterday with [livejournal.com profile] quasisonic and [livejournal.com profile] blergeatkitty. So that happened. Company was stellar, movie less so.

- Entertainment Weekly and I seem to be in perfect agreement about said movie.

- I've been watching episodes from Season 4 of Sex & the City to get the taste of the movie out of my mouth. It was a good show, even a great show. I just wish they'd left well enough alone.

- I have two episodes of The Pacific and six episodes of Treme to catch up on, but I'm all caught up on In Plain Sight. And I'm extremely psyched for the return of Burn Notice and Royal Pains this week.

- Also, if like noir, you really should be watching Justified. I never thought I'd be using the words "backwoods" and "noir" in the same sentence, but that's pretty much what it is. It's a fantastic show.

- Work is work. Uneventful is good. Uneventful makes me happy.

- I find out on Friday if I have jury duty or not. I'm hoping not, since I really hate being away from work right now, but knowing my luck, I'll probably have it. At least it's Federal, not City/State.

- Wedding Stuff continues apace. I'm making significant progress on the photographer front, and some on the catering front. I'm still baffled and amazed by the misuse of the word "reasonable" by vendors, though. I'm considered to be "unreasonable" for wanting to keep costs down, and yet, I feel as if I hadn't invoked the "W" word, I'd be charged less. (J felt it was bad form to do this. I disagreed, but in the end I'm just a shitty liar and I owned up to it.) Still, I'm hoping that within the next few months, I'll have certain budgetary ducks in a row.

- And on the subject of weddings, this book is really blowing my mind. It's really amazing what the Wedding Industrial Complex gets away with, to be honest. And, that it's nothing new!! This has been going around since the turn of the last century, when some department store owners realized they might be able to create long-term customers by catering to brides. This began to run amok after World War II. It's a fascinating read.

And now a shower, before meeting up with [livejournal.com profile] lwoodbloo for a day of fun.
offbalance: (carrie don't look by saava)
Okay, is too much, lemme summup:

- I saw Sex and the City 2: Rise of the Manolos yesterday with [livejournal.com profile] quasisonic and [livejournal.com profile] blergeatkitty. So that happened. Company was stellar, movie less so.

- Entertainment Weekly and I seem to be in perfect agreement about said movie.

- I've been watching episodes from Season 4 of Sex & the City to get the taste of the movie out of my mouth. It was a good show, even a great show. I just wish they'd left well enough alone.

- I have two episodes of The Pacific and six episodes of Treme to catch up on, but I'm all caught up on In Plain Sight. And I'm extremely psyched for the return of Burn Notice and Royal Pains this week.

- Also, if like noir, you really should be watching Justified. I never thought I'd be using the words "backwoods" and "noir" in the same sentence, but that's pretty much what it is. It's a fantastic show.

- Work is work. Uneventful is good. Uneventful makes me happy.

- I find out on Friday if I have jury duty or not. I'm hoping not, since I really hate being away from work right now, but knowing my luck, I'll probably have it. At least it's Federal, not City/State.

- Wedding Stuff continues apace. I'm making significant progress on the photographer front, and some on the catering front. I'm still baffled and amazed by the misuse of the word "reasonable" by vendors, though. I'm considered to be "unreasonable" for wanting to keep costs down, and yet, I feel as if I hadn't invoked the "W" word, I'd be charged less. (J felt it was bad form to do this. I disagreed, but in the end I'm just a shitty liar and I owned up to it.) Still, I'm hoping that within the next few months, I'll have certain budgetary ducks in a row.

- And on the subject of weddings, this book is really blowing my mind. It's really amazing what the Wedding Industrial Complex gets away with, to be honest. And, that it's nothing new!! This has been going around since the turn of the last century, when some department store owners realized they might be able to create long-term customers by catering to brides. This began to run amok after World War II. It's a fascinating read.

And now a shower, before meeting up with [livejournal.com profile] lwoodbloo for a day of fun.
offbalance: (newsteam by uptown girl gfx)
I enjoyed the list format so much last time, even though I worried certain stories would be buried within it. However, thanks to the cool people on my f-list, this was not so.


  • I had a wonderful Easter with [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl's family. Unfortunately, after a lovely afternoon, my stomach decided to rebel and I've been violently ill since about 8:30 last night. No idea what caused it (a bug, an allergic reaction, Zachariah the Evil Angel), but it laid me out so hard that when I woke up to attempt to go to work this morning, my entire body said no. I figure that if exhaustion, dehydration, vertigo, and all sorts of TMI ick I don't want to get into here are enough to keep the average starlet home from a premiere, they wouldn't mind me taking a day from the office. I'm 75% better, should be shipshape by morning.


  • We also got to hang out with my folks on Saturday (which was rad as always), and replace the shopping cart I killed back in November? December? So we have a mega-cart again. This is happy-making.


  • I am continually staggered, amazed, and disgusted by rampant consumerism encouraged by the wedding industry. No, really. It's disgusting. And, so much of it is swathed in this beautiful cloud of guilt that if you don't buy [thing] or [service] OMG UR WEDDING IS GOING TO BE A DISASTER I'M WARNING YOU IT'S JUST $900 FOR CHRIST SAKE ISN'T THE HAPPIEST DAY EVAR OF UR LIFE WORTH IT!! ISN'T IT? Blah. Thank goodness for Offbeat Bride and A Practical Wedding, as I'm sure these wonderful sites will keep me sane over the months leading up to the Marriaging. But seriously? $35 for a Pantone Guide to make sure everything is perfectly coordinated? $120 to have access to Evite on Steroids. It never ceases to amaze. (Mom thinks I need a break from this stuff. Maybe she's right?)


  • I am now fully up-to-date on Supernatural(FLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIILLL), Ugly Betty (OY.), Life Unexpected (My crack!) and The Vampire Diaries (HOMG). And, In Plain Sight is also back, and watched (Mary, I missed you!!). TV is so good right now it's almost not even worth it to pay $13 to go see a movie.


  • I just got this out of the library, and I'm looking forward to reading it. I'm a fan of Not Eating Out in New York, though I enjoy her recipes more than her ranting. Still, I've heard good things about the book, and I've loved the hell out of all of the other food-related memoirs I've read so far. Specifically A Homemade Life by Molly Wizenberg, Cooking for Mr. Latte by Amanda Hesser, and of course, Julie & Julia AND Cleaving by Julie Powell. (Oh, the screenplay I could write for Cleaving.)


  • As previously mentioned on Facebook, this is some bullshit right here. I mean, what next? Are they going to add mortgage backed securities to Monopoly? Scrabble has been just fine for the last 62 years, thank you very much. It does not need updating. Stop it.


  • Every day around the same time, I can hear someone playing the trumpet outside of my kitchen window. This person is a very good trumpet player, and I enjoy listening to his/her sessions. However, I am so frigging curious about who this might be, I'm tempted to post it as a missed connection or something. In the meantime, J and I have dubbed them "Trumpet Man" and will continue to enjoy the music so long as the windows remain open.


  • 5 weeks remain in school. Just. Five. Somehow, I will get through this. I hope.


offbalance: (newsteam by uptown girl gfx)
I enjoyed the list format so much last time, even though I worried certain stories would be buried within it. However, thanks to the cool people on my f-list, this was not so.


  • I had a wonderful Easter with [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl's family. Unfortunately, after a lovely afternoon, my stomach decided to rebel and I've been violently ill since about 8:30 last night. No idea what caused it (a bug, an allergic reaction, Zachariah the Evil Angel), but it laid me out so hard that when I woke up to attempt to go to work this morning, my entire body said no. I figure that if exhaustion, dehydration, vertigo, and all sorts of TMI ick I don't want to get into here are enough to keep the average starlet home from a premiere, they wouldn't mind me taking a day from the office. I'm 75% better, should be shipshape by morning.


  • We also got to hang out with my folks on Saturday (which was rad as always), and replace the shopping cart I killed back in November? December? So we have a mega-cart again. This is happy-making.


  • I am continually staggered, amazed, and disgusted by rampant consumerism encouraged by the wedding industry. No, really. It's disgusting. And, so much of it is swathed in this beautiful cloud of guilt that if you don't buy [thing] or [service] OMG UR WEDDING IS GOING TO BE A DISASTER I'M WARNING YOU IT'S JUST $900 FOR CHRIST SAKE ISN'T THE HAPPIEST DAY EVAR OF UR LIFE WORTH IT!! ISN'T IT? Blah. Thank goodness for Offbeat Bride and A Practical Wedding, as I'm sure these wonderful sites will keep me sane over the months leading up to the Marriaging. But seriously? $35 for a Pantone Guide to make sure everything is perfectly coordinated? $120 to have access to Evite on Steroids. It never ceases to amaze. (Mom thinks I need a break from this stuff. Maybe she's right?)


  • I am now fully up-to-date on Supernatural(FLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIILLL), Ugly Betty (OY.), Life Unexpected (My crack!) and The Vampire Diaries (HOMG). And, In Plain Sight is also back, and watched (Mary, I missed you!!). TV is so good right now it's almost not even worth it to pay $13 to go see a movie.


  • I just got this out of the library, and I'm looking forward to reading it. I'm a fan of Not Eating Out in New York, though I enjoy her recipes more than her ranting. Still, I've heard good things about the book, and I've loved the hell out of all of the other food-related memoirs I've read so far. Specifically A Homemade Life by Molly Wizenberg, Cooking for Mr. Latte by Amanda Hesser, and of course, Julie & Julia AND Cleaving by Julie Powell. (Oh, the screenplay I could write for Cleaving.)


  • As previously mentioned on Facebook, this is some bullshit right here. I mean, what next? Are they going to add mortgage backed securities to Monopoly? Scrabble has been just fine for the last 62 years, thank you very much. It does not need updating. Stop it.


  • Every day around the same time, I can hear someone playing the trumpet outside of my kitchen window. This person is a very good trumpet player, and I enjoy listening to his/her sessions. However, I am so frigging curious about who this might be, I'm tempted to post it as a missed connection or something. In the meantime, J and I have dubbed them "Trumpet Man" and will continue to enjoy the music so long as the windows remain open.


  • 5 weeks remain in school. Just. Five. Somehow, I will get through this. I hope.


offbalance: (mm talk to humans)
J.D. Salinger died! Guess he'll have some new books coming out now. But sheesh, 2010 has been a shitty year for authors so far. Robert B. Parker, Howard Zinn, Salinger? Geez.

Ugly Betty was canceled. Not shocked, but still. Booo.

Let's see, what's been going on?

I had one of the greatest meals of my life last night at Primehouse NY, along with [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl, [livejournal.com profile] blergeatkitty, and [livejournal.com profile] kip3f. STEAK. (as well as pork belly, potatoes, and cheesecake. Oh, and wine pairings.) Oh, how I heart you, restaurant week!

For one, I'm exhausted. The first week back is always an ass-kicker, and this one is no exception. Plus, we're no longer in that nice classroom we'd been in, we're in a crappy one that I hate.

All professors but one have so far been re-runs, and all good re-runs. I have the fantastic Prof I had for Civil Practice and Ethics for Evidence and for Research, Writing & Litigation (which I'll have all semester). I'm enjoying things we're learning in those classes, as well as my Technology and the Law Office class, taught by the hilariously crazy dude who taught us Bankruptcy Law last semester. But he's more than ever proving himself to be crazy like a fox, as this new class could really be called "Really Valuable Search Tools and Shortcuts That Will Save Your Ass Time and Again." Sadly we only have him twice. He's a great instructor and marvelously entertaining.

Tonight, unfortunately, I am stuck in the 2nd of four classes on the topic of Corporations and Partnerships. I am certain this Prof is losing it. It's not because he's older. We had a lovely gentleman for Tax Law who was definitely not young, but was still sharp as anything. This guy? Totally out there. He frequently loses his train of thought mid-sentence (at least 5 times last class, although I plan to keep even closer track tonight). He'll go on bizarre tangents that have nothing to do with the topic, either. He can barely write legible notes. All he needs to do is present us with the information we need to pass his frigging exam in a timely fashion. I don't need to know about his grandkids or Jack Parr, or this one time he bought a sandwich at a place that used to be near A&S (really, what does that have to do with an S-Corporation, anyway?!) The class is ready to revolt after one session, but on my friend Sz's urging, we shouldn't complain based on the guy's age, because then they won't be able to do anything about him. It's not his age, it's the fact that he's halfway to senile. Ugh. The worst part is we have another professor later in the semester, who taught us Intro to Business organizations last semester, who could be whacked out on NyQuil and still do a better job teaching than this guy. Instead, I have to rely on our textbook, which thankfully is rather good. But still, if I have to miss Winchesters to be somewhere, at least fucking make it feel worth my time and effort. He gets one more class, and I may try to figure out how to complain more formally, other than on the Professor evaluation.

Otherwise? I need a vacation. Or staycation. Badly. Lately I've been overscheduled and overextended and I need some time to recharge. It's just not been possible, unfortunately, and I need to figure out how to make something possible, lest I snap. *sigh*
offbalance: (mm talk to humans)
J.D. Salinger died! Guess he'll have some new books coming out now. But sheesh, 2010 has been a shitty year for authors so far. Robert B. Parker, Howard Zinn, Salinger? Geez.

Ugly Betty was canceled. Not shocked, but still. Booo.

Let's see, what's been going on?

I had one of the greatest meals of my life last night at Primehouse NY, along with [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl, [livejournal.com profile] blergeatkitty, and [livejournal.com profile] kip3f. STEAK. (as well as pork belly, potatoes, and cheesecake. Oh, and wine pairings.) Oh, how I heart you, restaurant week!

For one, I'm exhausted. The first week back is always an ass-kicker, and this one is no exception. Plus, we're no longer in that nice classroom we'd been in, we're in a crappy one that I hate.

All professors but one have so far been re-runs, and all good re-runs. I have the fantastic Prof I had for Civil Practice and Ethics for Evidence and for Research, Writing & Litigation (which I'll have all semester). I'm enjoying things we're learning in those classes, as well as my Technology and the Law Office class, taught by the hilariously crazy dude who taught us Bankruptcy Law last semester. But he's more than ever proving himself to be crazy like a fox, as this new class could really be called "Really Valuable Search Tools and Shortcuts That Will Save Your Ass Time and Again." Sadly we only have him twice. He's a great instructor and marvelously entertaining.

Tonight, unfortunately, I am stuck in the 2nd of four classes on the topic of Corporations and Partnerships. I am certain this Prof is losing it. It's not because he's older. We had a lovely gentleman for Tax Law who was definitely not young, but was still sharp as anything. This guy? Totally out there. He frequently loses his train of thought mid-sentence (at least 5 times last class, although I plan to keep even closer track tonight). He'll go on bizarre tangents that have nothing to do with the topic, either. He can barely write legible notes. All he needs to do is present us with the information we need to pass his frigging exam in a timely fashion. I don't need to know about his grandkids or Jack Parr, or this one time he bought a sandwich at a place that used to be near A&S (really, what does that have to do with an S-Corporation, anyway?!) The class is ready to revolt after one session, but on my friend Sz's urging, we shouldn't complain based on the guy's age, because then they won't be able to do anything about him. It's not his age, it's the fact that he's halfway to senile. Ugh. The worst part is we have another professor later in the semester, who taught us Intro to Business organizations last semester, who could be whacked out on NyQuil and still do a better job teaching than this guy. Instead, I have to rely on our textbook, which thankfully is rather good. But still, if I have to miss Winchesters to be somewhere, at least fucking make it feel worth my time and effort. He gets one more class, and I may try to figure out how to complain more formally, other than on the Professor evaluation.

Otherwise? I need a vacation. Or staycation. Badly. Lately I've been overscheduled and overextended and I need some time to recharge. It's just not been possible, unfortunately, and I need to figure out how to make something possible, lest I snap. *sigh*
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Even though I wholly endorse and approve of everything covered in this post, it embedded Glen Campbell's "Rhinestone Cowboy" so deeply into my skull that I'm attempting to listen to it repetitively in order to cure myself. Not sure if that's going to solve the problem or make it worse, but at least it's a cure I can enjoy. (Note to self, borrow M&D's greatest hits later.All I have is this song and an R.E.M. cover of "Gentle on My Mind." ) But Blerg and I agree that Mr. Campbell is due for A Moment, much like Rick Astley, Neil Diamond and Michael McDonald before him. Which will be great for him, and shitty for us, because we liked him before he was cool for the second time.

Last weekend was so full of win I wanted to bottle it and sell it in stores. It started on Thursday when J and I had dinner with friends (something we need to make a habit of). Friday my beach plans were rained out, but that night J and I decided to see (500) Days of Summer instead. While far from the greatest film achievement of all time, it was (as I said on Twitter), a cupcake of cinema, and a well-made cupcake at that. Sweet without being overly cloying, fluffy (but with enough subtance to hold it together and make it pleasantly chewy), and some pretty icing and sprinkles on top. Yum. On a purely visual level, the film was lovely - they either used kodachrome or a digital filter to make it look like it was, and I really loved Zoe Deschanel's clothing and whomever did the set decoration/design. I loved the random dance number. I mostly enjoyed how it took a fairly mundane story and played around with it some. I didn't mind the ending as much as others, though. It was something I enjoyed watching and it would be something I'd enjoy watching again. Which is more than I can say for some of the films I've seen recently (I'm looking at you, Margot at the Wedding.)

Saturday we had a birthday party for one of [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl's friends at Ginger's (a great bar in Park Slope), after which I convinced him to go to Prospect Park for the free Celebrate Brooklyn show with Dean & Britta. (Speaking again of things that are just itching to make a comeback, Britta was the original voice of Jem. Talk about synergy! [oh, get over it. I can pun if I want to.]) Sunday we'd hoped to go to the Cloisters with friends, but headed to the New Museum instead. The museum was okay, the food we had at Congee Bowery after was spectacular (as was the company). We finished out the day after the rain came out in a park on Bayard Street, playing Chinese Chess (with the help of just about any old Asian man that happened to walk by.) And, as if you thought the end of the weekend would be enough to stop the fun and crazy times, we met up with two more friends in Central Park to see a free Bela Fleck show at Summerstage. J's friend had a crazy hookup that allowed us to sit in a fancy area with chairs, free drinks, and people who wouldn't let you in unless you had a particularly-colored wristband. It was awesome.

Tonight I get to find out once and for just how allergic I am to shellfish, after which I can take antihistamine again, thus ending the itching of the 2 dozen or so (no exaggeration, I counted!) bug bites I have. And to see if he thinks I have a sinus infection, which I am concerned I might. *sigh* And this weekend I have birthday parties, visits and dinners with friends, and if I'm super-duper lucky, laundry. Friday I'm taking my mom to see Julie & Julia, because we both want to see it. And tomorrow, just to bring this all full circle, [livejournal.com profile] blergeatkitty and I are seeing a group that could very well be the Next Big Meme. So I'm not going to tell you who it is. But if you use your private eyes, you might figure it out.
offbalance: (abba)
Even though I wholly endorse and approve of everything covered in this post, it embedded Glen Campbell's "Rhinestone Cowboy" so deeply into my skull that I'm attempting to listen to it repetitively in order to cure myself. Not sure if that's going to solve the problem or make it worse, but at least it's a cure I can enjoy. (Note to self, borrow M&D's greatest hits later.All I have is this song and an R.E.M. cover of "Gentle on My Mind." ) But Blerg and I agree that Mr. Campbell is due for A Moment, much like Rick Astley, Neil Diamond and Michael McDonald before him. Which will be great for him, and shitty for us, because we liked him before he was cool for the second time.

Last weekend was so full of win I wanted to bottle it and sell it in stores. It started on Thursday when J and I had dinner with friends (something we need to make a habit of). Friday my beach plans were rained out, but that night J and I decided to see (500) Days of Summer instead. While far from the greatest film achievement of all time, it was (as I said on Twitter), a cupcake of cinema, and a well-made cupcake at that. Sweet without being overly cloying, fluffy (but with enough subtance to hold it together and make it pleasantly chewy), and some pretty icing and sprinkles on top. Yum. On a purely visual level, the film was lovely - they either used kodachrome or a digital filter to make it look like it was, and I really loved Zoe Deschanel's clothing and whomever did the set decoration/design. I loved the random dance number. I mostly enjoyed how it took a fairly mundane story and played around with it some. I didn't mind the ending as much as others, though. It was something I enjoyed watching and it would be something I'd enjoy watching again. Which is more than I can say for some of the films I've seen recently (I'm looking at you, Margot at the Wedding.)

Saturday we had a birthday party for one of [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl's friends at Ginger's (a great bar in Park Slope), after which I convinced him to go to Prospect Park for the free Celebrate Brooklyn show with Dean & Britta. (Speaking again of things that are just itching to make a comeback, Britta was the original voice of Jem. Talk about synergy! [oh, get over it. I can pun if I want to.]) Sunday we'd hoped to go to the Cloisters with friends, but headed to the New Museum instead. The museum was okay, the food we had at Congee Bowery after was spectacular (as was the company). We finished out the day after the rain came out in a park on Bayard Street, playing Chinese Chess (with the help of just about any old Asian man that happened to walk by.) And, as if you thought the end of the weekend would be enough to stop the fun and crazy times, we met up with two more friends in Central Park to see a free Bela Fleck show at Summerstage. J's friend had a crazy hookup that allowed us to sit in a fancy area with chairs, free drinks, and people who wouldn't let you in unless you had a particularly-colored wristband. It was awesome.

Tonight I get to find out once and for just how allergic I am to shellfish, after which I can take antihistamine again, thus ending the itching of the 2 dozen or so (no exaggeration, I counted!) bug bites I have. And to see if he thinks I have a sinus infection, which I am concerned I might. *sigh* And this weekend I have birthday parties, visits and dinners with friends, and if I'm super-duper lucky, laundry. Friday I'm taking my mom to see Julie & Julia, because we both want to see it. And tomorrow, just to bring this all full circle, [livejournal.com profile] blergeatkitty and I are seeing a group that could very well be the Next Big Meme. So I'm not going to tell you who it is. But if you use your private eyes, you might figure it out.
offbalance: (dear livejournal by ihathdarth)
First, natal greetings go out to some of my very favorite people, who all seem to be clumped around this time of year.

Many, many happy (and happier) days to [livejournal.com profile] redstapler, [livejournal.com profile] jackalprey, [livejournal.com profile] firynze, and of course, [livejournal.com profile] antheia. I hope your days were all happy, and I can only wish you all even happier ones to come. ::hugs and smishes all around::

And now, a brief rundown about how things are chugging along:

* Last Friday I had the day off. I did some grocery shopping, but then [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl and I went and bought a real-by-God mattress. One with springs and coils and puffy parts and the whole bit. I was initially suffering from sticker shock, but after sleeping on it for the first time last night, I can honestly say it was worth every last penny. I also ran into [livejournal.com profile] whtegrlwthehair and her friend S and wound up joining them for an impromptu picnic earlier in the afternoon, while I was aimlessly wandering the slope. The picnic and company were both delightful.

*Saturday, the 4th, I was lucky enough to be a guest at two lovely barbeques. Lots of meats, beer, and good times. (And really amazing pulled pork that I must get the recipe for. For serious.)

*On Sunday, J ACTUALLY HAD THE DAY OFF. No, really. Seriously. So we slept in, watched some of Season 2 of Veronica Mars, and then, inspired by a call from [livejournal.com profile] lwoodbloo, wound up heading out to the Dumbo Brooklyn Flea, Bubby's for some lunch, and several shops along the way to the F train. Then it was home, some tidying, and even more Veronica Mars, and then dinner. It was so amazing to actually get to spend a weekend day with him, just doing random stuff. We had a lot of fun together, but that's not a surprise, we always do.

*Sadly, I wound up having the WORST NIGHT OF SLEEP EVAR on Sunday. I was a zombie on Monday, so much so that I forgot half of the stuff I needed to get on an after-work Target run. Blah. But then we finished Season 2 of Veronica Mars, and I got a much better night of sleep.

* Yesterday our mattress was delivered, work was crazy, but THEN we got to see Public Enemies. It was visually beautiful, Johnny Depp was terrific, and it was most definitely a Michael Mann Film. Every director has his/her own stylistic markers, some more prominent than others, and Mann's love of tight close-ups, slow-motion, light saturation, and quick cuts were very prevalent. He also doesn't hit you over the head with lots of detail, he gives enough to be accurate and just lets the actors work. Which was really great. Definitely worth seeing. Then we had Shake Shack after the movie. (yum).

*And now, work. Yay. J is working late tonight, so I still haven't made definite evening plans yet. Don't know if I'm going to go home or what. Still pondering. I haven't watched any of Torchwood: Children of Earth yet, so that's not a bad way to spend an evening. We'll see.

I've been too busy/distracted to write on stuff I've been ruminating about more deeply, so I guess that will have to wait.

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