October 31st, 2007
|11:58 pm - Happy Halloween!|
Due to the utter chaos of the last several weeks (apt hunting, job hunting, job-getting!, job-ending, job-starting, etc.) Halloween TOTALLY snuck up on me this year. I'm kind of bummed about it since it's my very favorite holiday and, alas, I had no time to prepare. Still, D put on his long druid robe, I rallied and threw on my costume from last year and we went out to join the revelers. Since we got such a late start we really couldn't find any spot along the parade route to get a good view, but it was a good time and a good learning experience. Next year we'll camp out right after work down in the village and truly experience all the awesome NYC Halloween madness!
If you're still awaiting your treat for the night, check this out (it's simultaneously the most impressive and most disturbing thing I've ever seen):
These are inmates from a prison in the Phillipines doing the Thriller dance. WTF?!
Current Mood: giddy
Current Music: The Monster Mash!
October 26th, 2007
|01:02 pm - Razor isn't just a phone|
Anyone planning on seeing the free screening of the Battlestar Galactica movie on Nov.12? D and I are going to the 7pm showing at the Union Sq. theater if anyone wants to coordinate.
Current Mood: productive
September 21st, 2007
|10:36 am - I think I need a cigarette....|
HOLY FUCK, it's finally here! I got so excited watching the trailer for Southland Tales I think I creamed myself...
I have been waiting YEARS for this movie to cum out so Richard Kelly can mind-fuck me like he did with Donnie Darko.
ST premieres Friday, Nov.9th and I need to see it that night - who's with me??
Current Mood: giddy
Current Music: Nina Simone - Feeling Good
August 29th, 2007
I still want this shirt.
In other news, I go in for a three-hour Lactose Intolerance test today. I'm not sure if it's just the Hydrogen Breath Test or the regular blood-sampling L.I. Test. Either way, I guess I'll get a lot of reading done. Unfortunately, I can't eat or drink anything before the test and I'm experiencing carnal cravings for my morning cup of Earl Grey tea.
Meanwhile, the job search continues...
Updates to follow.
Current Mood: anxious and tired
Current Music: Stephen Lynch - The Craig Machine
August 28th, 2007
|09:42 am - What the hell is going on?|
There's a hole in the world and the happiest surfer/stoner to ever live attempted suicide??
All is not right....
Current Mood: confused
Current Music: Rilo Kiley - Under the Blacklight
August 26th, 2007
I so need this shirt.
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: Numb3rs
May 30th, 2007
So, it's been awhile. I wish I had time for a proper update but I only came to say that if you have been trying to reach me via text message or voicemail, FORGIVE ME! My phone is severely fucked up - withholding texts and then giving me all of them at once several days after they've been sent, NOT letting me know when I've missed a call or if I have a voicemail - and it's still another few months before Verizon lets me upgrade to a new phone. So if you need to reach me, please keep calling until I actually pick up. I know it's a bitch - trust me, it's a bitch for me too.
Sorry in advance and thanks for your patience! (Do I sound like an automated response? 'Cause I feel like one...)
Whatever that means.
I'm in a pretty weird mood today.
More later. (I hope.)
Current Mood: weird
April 20th, 2007
Haven't written in awhile and I've got so much to say but not enough time!
Happy 4/20, revelers of green!
Hope everyone's enjoying this amazing weather!
Current Mood: cheerful
December 28th, 2006
Well, another friend of mine is now engaged. While researching ideas for non-traditional engagement parties with her, I stumbled upon an interview with the woman who wrote the book I Do But I Don't: Walking Down the Aisle Without Losing Your Mind.
"I make this argument that the daughters of baby boomers are sandwiched between the feminist ideals with which their mothers have raised them and the reality that things have not changed as much as we like to think.
"In this light, mother/daughter relationships can be very confusing. This was true for me. Mothers who were raised in the 1950s with little sense of being able to have a career or do much more than be a wife and mother, put their feminist hopes into their daughters: 'Go out and have a different life. Have a career. Don't squander your ambitions, your talent, your brain on an exclusively domestic, private life.' A lot of women in that generation, my mother certainly, when their daughters got into their late 20's or 30's suddenly thought: 'Whoa! I didn't mean that you should only work and not get married or have babies. It's much more important than I ever let on and now, to make up for decades of not pressuring you in that department, I'm going to unleash the full weight of having kept my mouth shut on you.' There's an intense fear that some message failed to get across that this is an important part of life, and there's a genuine concern for their daughters' happiness, comfort, security, and fulfillment."
After reading this, all I thought was THANK YOU!
This is exactly the problem I have with my own mother. She grew up so torn between the 50s/early 60s ideal of what a good woman/wife should be and the femminist-forward thinking of the 70s...and ended up raising me with a similar bundle of conflicting ideals. I grew up knowing that my mother was an extrememly intelligent woman who went to law school and became a lawyer, then gave all of it up to become a stay-at-home mom...and remained a "housewife" even after I went off to college and began my own life. It's not that she never had any ambition to be anything else - she desperately aspired to be a stage actress but her father and my father were both against it. And now, contrary to her own warnings, she - in the strictest terms - is wasting her talent, her intelligence and her creativity by not living up to her potential. At the same time, however, she spent my entire life telling me how important it is to raise your own kids instead of having a nanny and how once I have children of my own I'll understand that I won't want to work outside of the home. To this I respond, WTF?!
I should be my own woman - be happy and creative and successful and financially independant - but, WAIT, I should also look for a wealthy husband so I can marry well and have kids and not have to work?? By these standards, a woman grows up with a completely mixed set of principles and goals that compete against each other and end up causing said woman to spend her life anxiously attempting to balance both sides until she inevitably and ultimately chooses one out of resignation and lives the rest of her life feeling as though part of her is unfulfilled!
This is, of course, a generalization. I know that there are women out there who have been able to reconcile these contradictory ideals and can balance
This is a totally unacceptable contradiction. But please don't misunderstand - this is not a tirade against my mother. This is a long-overdue explosion of my frustration with the dichotomy of what I like to call the Feminist Fuckup.
I'll expand more upon this as time goes on, I promise.
Current Mood: energetic
Current Music: The Faint - Paranoiattack
November 28th, 2006
Sick as a dog, but I gotta wish judy_o_green a big
Drink it up, babe. I toast to you!
Current Mood: sick
Current Music: Star Trek TNG