I think that not only am I becoming exponentially bitchier, I'm much more actively so. When I got to the parking garage coming out of work, there was a huge SUV parked in the rather spacious spot next to my car (which, incidentally, was in a much smaller space next to a wall), so close that I couldn't open the door to get in. I barely had enough ( Read more... )

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I make very bad decisions:

1. I spent $82.50 on the complete set of "Third Rock from the Sun" DVDs. It was an awesome deal, but that was money that could have been better spent. Stupid Amazon and its amazing sale; and stupid DVD buying compulsions ( Read more... )

In exactly three weeks from this very moment, I will be back home in sunny LA where there are no thunder and lightning storms. I have mixed feelings about this.

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I was listening to The Proclaimers' "I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles)" and I realized I didn't know what "haver" means. My friend said it sounded like to vomit, as in, "He havered all over the bathroom floor." Of course, that makes no sense in the context of the song so I looked it up and it's "to hem and haw." Education at work ( Read more... )

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I realize it's kind of terrible of me to say this, but as someone who just does not get sick very often, I kind of enjoyed this bout because I had a legit excuse to be anti-social and sleep all day long. I'm a twisted person, I know.

The bright spot of this week is, of course, The Raconteurs' Consolers of the Lonely. I'm not done with the album ( Read more... )

Next to my bed, under the window, is one of those old-fashioned heaters. I don't know exactly how it's controlled because sometimes it's on and sometimes it's off. If it's controlled by some central system, I think host mom left it on for the weekend, which is great because I really like resting my feet on it ( Read more... )

Aside from getting up to eat soup and an orange, I've been in bed all day both drifting in and out of sleep and reading The Maltese Falcon. I haven't been this sick in years and I'm not quite sure how to handle it. My host parents are away for Easter weekend, so at least I don't have to feel bad about not interacting with them at all. Before ( Read more... )

I love this place so much, I don't ever want to leave!!!

But also. Um. I feel like I need this in writing and in a place where people can hold me accountable for what I say. So yeah: I solemnly swear I will not get drunk in clubs again. Even for St. Patrick's Day.