Despite all the anticipation, I didn't go over to free North by Northwest after all. Two reasons. First, I had to get to work two hours earlier than usual this morning, and even though I tried to also go to bed earlier, that doesn't work for me. Which means, despite FAR more caffeine today than I usually have, I am TIRED. And second, it's not too hot, but it's reallllly humid right now and the thought of sitting out in the park was not appealing.
So sad. I'm sorry, Mr. Grant.
Instead, though, I'm watching season one of the Gilmore Girls. See, our cousin Meg looooooves this show and has allllll the seasons on DVD and is always telling me we're going to watch alllll of them. But you know, I don't get back to Pittsburgh often enough to get through all of that, so I decided I'd get a head start and next time I visit her we can watch an episode or two from wherever I am in the series. Smart, right? Anyway, I thoroughly enjoyed the first disc, more than I thought I would. But I wasn't completely won over until just now. This part in, I think this is episode six?, when Dean mouths "happy birthday" as he's walking out of the store, I had to rewind it and giggle a couple times. THAT is a perfect high-school-crush moment. That did it. I assume Rory and Dean are going to start dating soon, but I don't care. It can't make me giddier than the "happy birthday" moment. I kind of want them to just sneak around and peek at each other around corners forever.
Is this one of the shows that totally jumps the shark at some point? How many seasons do I watch before I start hating it?
I was trying to find something else in some old emails and came across this:
facebook gives me a headache. there's too much STUFF on each person's page. it's like walking through ross dress for less. i get overwhelmed and wind up in the maternity section, looking at jeans with elastic waistbands.
Moria, I don't know why I didn't acknowledge how insanely hilarious that was at the time, but please accept my apologies and I hope you don't mind that I'm sharing it with the whole internet. That's some funny stuff.
This made me laugh, too. Earlier today, I sent Laura
this link and said how annoying it was that they called two-ish years a "longtime" relationship because while I think two years may be enough time to date before you get married, it's not enough to be called "longtime." And in response, Laura sent me
this. (She also sent
this article on 'the electronic present' that was really interesting, thanks Laura!)
OH WAIT, AND! This is from the other day but I just thought about it. I was listening to my iPod and reading
Wonder Boys on the T, and this kid mentioned that a potential name for his band was Meat Nickels. Which made me think of a particular real-life band, but I didn't really know why because there is no connection at all that I could think of. Well, OF COURSE, the next song that came up on shuffle was that band. OF COURSE. But then I wondered what the chances are, because it's not like this band is the Beatles and I have a billion of their songs. So I looked at how many I do have on there, and I have three. Out of approximately 7200 songs. The chances are pretty slim. So weird.