"Tongues on the sockets of electric dreams"
Sarah had a good point about not always writing about boys, since that's not the only thing in life (or the only good thing, for that matter). So tonight, before I attempt to go to bed early, I will write about other good things. They seem pretty superficial, but when I'm happy with how things are going overall, it's the random little things that end up making me smile:
- Getting lots of fancy wine from World Market: Of course I bought based on pretty labels and whether the description sounded like the wine was sweet. Two good ones to recommend to others (bought last week and tasted already): Monkey Bay sauvignon blanc and Twin Fin (it's a very alcoholic white - at least 13%). The ones I bought and haven't tried are Bloom (pretty flowers on the label and a pink cap), Jest Red (says it was made by "69 beautiful women stomping the grapes"), and Nora (the lady at the checkout said it's awesome; the bottle said it tastes like ripe apples and peaches).
- Having a new lamp: I got a pretty, red, paper star one also at World Market that I'll attempt to hand as a replacement for the Christmas tree. Yes, it's still up and it's almost March. I've had absolutely no motivation to take it down or clean lately. My motivation has been so low that even though I took off my nail polish on Friday, my nails are still bare. (For me, that's huge - I'm a big nail polish fan and do it the second a color starts chipping off. Sort of like how my mom used to say she repainted hers every night before work so they would match her outfit. Except I'm not quite that anal.)
- Editing Science pages at work: It's not my actual job yet (and might not be, if the head boss gets her way), but I'm really happy to get to see the new series at the early stages. I've edited Ch. 1-4 that came in so far, and it just makes me smile so much. It's remedial high school or high-level middle school, but it's a great review for me, since I haven't taken science since AP Bio senior year. It reminds me a lot of that, actually, especially today's chapter on genes and heredity. I remember meiosis and mitosis! And Mendel's pea plants! It's making me a little selfish - I don't want to share the pages because I enjoy them so much.
- Listening to Fall Out Boy: No, I'm not a middle school emo kid, but dang if their new one, "Infinity On High," isn't catchier than I could have ever imagined. I've been listening to it once every few days for 2-3 weeks (and it was at least once a day for that first week). I really like some of the lines, including one about "Wouldn't you rather be a weirdo than a diva?" and "I'm all right in bed but I'm better with a pen." I'd recommend "Thks Fr Th Mmrs" - yes, the spelling is atrocious, but it's really singable: "One night and one more time. Thanks for the memories, even though they weren't so great. It tastes like you but sweeter." I've been singing any/all of the songs out loud when I think no one's listening, like walking home from the train station at night after work/the gym. The subject line is from "Golden," the slow one that's sort of sad.
- Sweating tons in kwando class: I honestly don't know how the instructor is so peppy every week. Yes, loud rap music makes me want to jump around and dance (and use my punches for "bringing sexy back," as Justin Timberlake implores me), but I get really tired halfway through. This girl, Maureen, is so unnaturally upbeat that I'm starting to wonder if she takes something before coming in to teach, haha. But she was a sorority girl. In Texas. So maybe that explains it. But yes, sweating and feeling in good health is a positive thing, except that my knees screamed at me afterward. They've been screaming for the past week. I'm going to chalk it up to weird weather and put some ice on them before bed.
- Opening a package from my mom: She had mentioned on the weekend that she found good sales and bought fun spring clothes. I'm now the proud owner of a pretty brown patterned dress (cute with a low neck - might be wedding appropriate); insanely high brown slingback wedge heels (honestly, I haven't worn something 3- to 4-inches high in what feels like years, probably since I found out my knees are bad); and a cream pantsuit (Ariel squealed at the suit. I joked to Steph M. that if I ever were to become a lesbian, I should use this suit, because apparently it's very hot). It makes me so excited for the spring, because these definitely aren't winter clothes. They'll be good for CSO concerts, if Mike's tickets extend that long and the weather perks up. I've decided that I can never gain on lose weight, because my mother somehow has the perfect concept of my size (even shoe size) for when she finds stuff. It'd be sad if I didn't fit in what she mailed. Being my mom and being a worrier, though, she mailed an extra box inside of the box so I could send stuff back if it didn't work. She's in Ohio now with my grandma, who's recovering from neck surgery (she's fine now). I'll have to catch her on the phone soon and say thanks. It made my evening.
- Hanging out with friends: Sarah and I watched "Nip/Tuck" on Friday and had Pita Inn - very fun (and the creepy episode about dismembered corpses used the Sufjan Stevens' song "John Wayne Gacy Jr." - very appropriate). I got to see Kim and Katie B., along with Quinn, for the Oscars on Sunday. Kim made an awesome drink called a "sugar cookie" - hazelnut liquor, rum, half-and-half, and cinnamon. So good! She also made one with peppermint schnapps and chocolate syrup. Speaking of drinks, Sarah and I are getting Kit Kat martinis tomorrow, which should be cheery and happy. Friends will probably get to meet Kurt when he's in this weekend, too, so that will be fun.
So yay good things!
- Getting lots of fancy wine from World Market: Of course I bought based on pretty labels and whether the description sounded like the wine was sweet. Two good ones to recommend to others (bought last week and tasted already): Monkey Bay sauvignon blanc and Twin Fin (it's a very alcoholic white - at least 13%). The ones I bought and haven't tried are Bloom (pretty flowers on the label and a pink cap), Jest Red (says it was made by "69 beautiful women stomping the grapes"), and Nora (the lady at the checkout said it's awesome; the bottle said it tastes like ripe apples and peaches).
- Having a new lamp: I got a pretty, red, paper star one also at World Market that I'll attempt to hand as a replacement for the Christmas tree. Yes, it's still up and it's almost March. I've had absolutely no motivation to take it down or clean lately. My motivation has been so low that even though I took off my nail polish on Friday, my nails are still bare. (For me, that's huge - I'm a big nail polish fan and do it the second a color starts chipping off. Sort of like how my mom used to say she repainted hers every night before work so they would match her outfit. Except I'm not quite that anal.)
- Editing Science pages at work: It's not my actual job yet (and might not be, if the head boss gets her way), but I'm really happy to get to see the new series at the early stages. I've edited Ch. 1-4 that came in so far, and it just makes me smile so much. It's remedial high school or high-level middle school, but it's a great review for me, since I haven't taken science since AP Bio senior year. It reminds me a lot of that, actually, especially today's chapter on genes and heredity. I remember meiosis and mitosis! And Mendel's pea plants! It's making me a little selfish - I don't want to share the pages because I enjoy them so much.
- Listening to Fall Out Boy: No, I'm not a middle school emo kid, but dang if their new one, "Infinity On High," isn't catchier than I could have ever imagined. I've been listening to it once every few days for 2-3 weeks (and it was at least once a day for that first week). I really like some of the lines, including one about "Wouldn't you rather be a weirdo than a diva?" and "I'm all right in bed but I'm better with a pen." I'd recommend "Thks Fr Th Mmrs" - yes, the spelling is atrocious, but it's really singable: "One night and one more time. Thanks for the memories, even though they weren't so great. It tastes like you but sweeter." I've been singing any/all of the songs out loud when I think no one's listening, like walking home from the train station at night after work/the gym. The subject line is from "Golden," the slow one that's sort of sad.
- Sweating tons in kwando class: I honestly don't know how the instructor is so peppy every week. Yes, loud rap music makes me want to jump around and dance (and use my punches for "bringing sexy back," as Justin Timberlake implores me), but I get really tired halfway through. This girl, Maureen, is so unnaturally upbeat that I'm starting to wonder if she takes something before coming in to teach, haha. But she was a sorority girl. In Texas. So maybe that explains it. But yes, sweating and feeling in good health is a positive thing, except that my knees screamed at me afterward. They've been screaming for the past week. I'm going to chalk it up to weird weather and put some ice on them before bed.
- Opening a package from my mom: She had mentioned on the weekend that she found good sales and bought fun spring clothes. I'm now the proud owner of a pretty brown patterned dress (cute with a low neck - might be wedding appropriate); insanely high brown slingback wedge heels (honestly, I haven't worn something 3- to 4-inches high in what feels like years, probably since I found out my knees are bad); and a cream pantsuit (Ariel squealed at the suit. I joked to Steph M. that if I ever were to become a lesbian, I should use this suit, because apparently it's very hot). It makes me so excited for the spring, because these definitely aren't winter clothes. They'll be good for CSO concerts, if Mike's tickets extend that long and the weather perks up. I've decided that I can never gain on lose weight, because my mother somehow has the perfect concept of my size (even shoe size) for when she finds stuff. It'd be sad if I didn't fit in what she mailed. Being my mom and being a worrier, though, she mailed an extra box inside of the box so I could send stuff back if it didn't work. She's in Ohio now with my grandma, who's recovering from neck surgery (she's fine now). I'll have to catch her on the phone soon and say thanks. It made my evening.
- Hanging out with friends: Sarah and I watched "Nip/Tuck" on Friday and had Pita Inn - very fun (and the creepy episode about dismembered corpses used the Sufjan Stevens' song "John Wayne Gacy Jr." - very appropriate). I got to see Kim and Katie B., along with Quinn, for the Oscars on Sunday. Kim made an awesome drink called a "sugar cookie" - hazelnut liquor, rum, half-and-half, and cinnamon. So good! She also made one with peppermint schnapps and chocolate syrup. Speaking of drinks, Sarah and I are getting Kit Kat martinis tomorrow, which should be cheery and happy. Friends will probably get to meet Kurt when he's in this weekend, too, so that will be fun.
So yay good things!