hello hello! Scrolling through the "current mood" choices here on lj, I realized I most often pick "okay," "sleepy," or "awake." It's like my personal evaluation of my current mood is limited to how alert (or not) I feel. No real emotional involvement whatsoever. Or maybe I'm just subconsciously keeping it a secret, something for you readers to figure out within the entry. Or maybe I'm just overthinking this. Yeah, probably that.
So it's been over a month since I last wrote, and neither have I gotten around to a 2008 review post like I've been meaning to (at what point in 2009 is it too late to talk about 2008? ...maybe I will write it on a day I feel "nostalgic," and then I can select "nostalgic" for my current mood! two birds with one stone! ...actually I don't like that metaphor, it just sounds mean. maybe I can say "two flies with one swat" instead, I am low on sympathy for flies. they are the sort of creature I don't rescue from my deadly housecats. I think perhaps now I am searching for a phrase to end the parenthetical babble...), nor have I written about recent things like Boston/Ryan+Cardinals show with Erin or meeting my new nephew Adam, nor have I managed to upload photos since like, last summer. Ah well, this stuff will have to wait; I don't feel like playing catch-up at the moment. I'm... in the /now/. (that's deep, right?)
Today I started writing a packing list for Japan. A list is necessary because when I don't have one, I overpack like crazy. So this is like, an exercise in concis...concision? conciseness? ...wait, are those both words? Spell-check isn't underlining either of those. Hm, concision. Well, you know what I mean. right? Knowing me I will dictionary.com it 2 minutes after I post this, making half this paragraph completely unnecessary.
ANYway, I'm surprisingly not stressed out. I'm like, I have over a week to get everything together, yeah? It's all good. I was unusually chill when I went on a group trip to France in high school, too--and that included a few-day stay with a host family I'd never met; you'd think that would make me kinda nervous. Part of me likes that I apparently take international trips in stride, but another part wishes I would truly, physically freak out about it. Like Wheel of Fortune contestants that win the bonus round and jump up and down like 5-year-olds on a sugar rush. I wonder what would make me go nuts like that. I'm not even sure winning a big money prize would do it--I think I would just be dumbfounded, that girl who covers her wide-eyed face and is like "you're kidding me!" Someday I hope to find something that makes me go absolutely batshit crazy (that phrase makes me miss Cyn!).
I also assembled a couple nesting mission end-tables for my mom today (not crazy-inducing--try again), which involved wood glue and dowels, and man, I had no idea how much I'm in the habit of wiping glue on my pants until I used it while wearing non-work pants. I miss the days of wiping glue on my pants. Is that weird? hm.
(shameless reality show babble alert!)
Anyone else follow American Idol? Normally this is the kind of show I pay mild attention to while I'm home 'cause a few of the people have decent voices, and 'cause my parents are watching it so why not. But this season has a few people I really like (Matt and Kris, and yeah I like quirky-ass Megan too), and there is this one dude called Adam Lambert who is like, insane. First seeing him you think, eh, okay, one of those emo boys in makeup, whatev. But then he gets on stage and it's like whoa. His vocal range is ridiculous, and his nearly-professional performing style (partly influenced by a musical theater background) is completely over-the-top, dynamic, almost scandalous. He did this sitar-tinged, dark-dramatic, Jeff Buckley soundin' version of Cash's "Ring of Fire" last night that was probably the best thing I've ever seen on AI (I've only seen a few seasons, but I can guess what the rest were like). His other songs have been kickass, too, but this one was also crazy-strange, gloriously WTF. Everyone seems completely flabbergasted by him, which makes sense 'cause he totally doesn't seem like he belongs on this cheese-fest of a show, complete with capable but none-too-exciting almost-blind guy, All-American blue collar "mainstream America will love this!" guy, teddy bear widower with the raspy voice guy, and awkward but power-singer teenage girl. Those are the types you expect on this show. Adam is like the ultimate black sheep here and I love how his being there sometimes makes it seem like the show is about to implode. Even better is watching the AI review-writer on
televisionwithoutpity.com try to describe it. I love that site, they are so snarky and hilarious.
okay, I'm itchin' to cross-stitch. I only said "itchin'" 'cause it like, almost rhymes. or something.
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night! [yup, totally googled that, I always thought it sounded like "all veet-es and" go me.]