All is right with the world again, because I have wireless internet in my house! No more stalking It's a Grind and being forced to buy a stupid iced coffee that can't even hold a candle to Starbucks every day just so I could enjoy the Inter-web as I like to call it (thank you 30 rock).
Now I am off to drag my mom to Hamlet 2, so she can be incredibly offended thanks to me, sorry mom. Maybe we should see another movie...
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Friday, August 29, 2008
Today, we shop!
After many dollars spent at CVS, Target, best buy and believe it or not, joanne fabrics, I think I am set for my semester in gay old Par-eee!
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Success the world over and all crisis averted
I am living with Mme. De Germiny in the north-east tip of 8รจme Arrondissement, I have ear drops and did not tear my eardrum after all, I took my clothes out of the suitcases and put them in neatly stacked piles waiting to be packed for the big day!
On to topics of great delight: general areas and cities where I will travel on my long weekends and mini holidays.
The short list:
South of France
Turin
Milan
Normandy
London
Eager to see how long this phase of enjoying reading guide books lasts...
On to topics of great delight: general areas and cities where I will travel on my long weekends and mini holidays.
The short list:
South of France
Turin
Milan
Normandy
London
Eager to see how long this phase of enjoying reading guide books lasts...
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
I'd like a little worry with my cereal, thanks.
Haven't received housing information. Which I guess means for now I will be living in the airport.
I think I accidentally burst my eardrum because it was apparently bleeding a lot last night.
Would rather not unpack from the test run pack last night. VS
Would rather not have clothes be sitting in my suitcase for a week.
Scared of possibly loosing all hearing in right ear and forever having to answer phone with left ear.
Today calls for extra coffee.
I think I accidentally burst my eardrum because it was apparently bleeding a lot last night.
Would rather not unpack from the test run pack last night. VS
Would rather not have clothes be sitting in my suitcase for a week.
Scared of possibly loosing all hearing in right ear and forever having to answer phone with left ear.
Today calls for extra coffee.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Aurevoir, Olympic Games
Level of enjoyment while watching the Olympics : A perfect 10
Level of Sadness because I will never see hundreds of chinese men run around in funny suits creating amazing formations: Again, a perfect 10 (which equals very sad)
Number of times Erica said "What would you do if you saw me there on stage in one of those costumes with all those guys?": At least 5
Likelihood that England's ceremonies will be as amazing as the Chinese: Slim to none.
Now that the Olympics are over, and I have to find another reason to live, I need to find other things to occupy my time. The problem with having nothing to do all day is I have to make, what I like to call, a "plan of action" every morning of what I need to get accomplished if I want to have a productive day that doesn't include me staying in my pajamas all day, un showered, practicing my button pressing skills on the remote, which I might add I am excellent at. Too bad they didn't include any sport like that in the Olympics.
I put out all the clothes I plan on packing and they now lie in a heap on top of my suitcase. Now I need to fold them up and see if they can all fit into my suitcases. I'm going to need a really good mix cd to get me through. At least there's a new episode of the Hills tonight to look forward to, because who doesn't love watching a couple over privileged under articulate girls stumble through life in beautiful designer clothes you will probably never be able to afford. Fun! Maybe I'll see a movie tonight...
Level of Sadness because I will never see hundreds of chinese men run around in funny suits creating amazing formations: Again, a perfect 10 (which equals very sad)
Number of times Erica said "What would you do if you saw me there on stage in one of those costumes with all those guys?": At least 5
Likelihood that England's ceremonies will be as amazing as the Chinese: Slim to none.
Now that the Olympics are over, and I have to find another reason to live, I need to find other things to occupy my time. The problem with having nothing to do all day is I have to make, what I like to call, a "plan of action" every morning of what I need to get accomplished if I want to have a productive day that doesn't include me staying in my pajamas all day, un showered, practicing my button pressing skills on the remote, which I might add I am excellent at. Too bad they didn't include any sport like that in the Olympics.
I put out all the clothes I plan on packing and they now lie in a heap on top of my suitcase. Now I need to fold them up and see if they can all fit into my suitcases. I'm going to need a really good mix cd to get me through. At least there's a new episode of the Hills tonight to look forward to, because who doesn't love watching a couple over privileged under articulate girls stumble through life in beautiful designer clothes you will probably never be able to afford. Fun! Maybe I'll see a movie tonight...
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Sum sum sum sum summertime
I love being home in the summer and not having anything to do. I get to go to the little town parade that goes through my neighborhood and watch Gilmore Girls every morning on abc family when I wake up at 11am and eat ice cream every night and tie-dye with my friends.
This phase will probably last about a week before I want to start pulling my hair out.
Hopefully, I'll be too distracted by my sister moving into her new apartment and friends leaving for school. I have to make sure I get everything done before I leave for Paris, like find out what family I will be living with, and where it is exactly they live. Also I need to see the Dark Knight one last time- In IMAX, get my hair cut, and figure out how to pack one suitcase under 50 lbs and a carry on to last me a semester. My mom suggested packing many little bottles of shampoo and such instead of one large one, because it would be easier to pack. But that would be a mess, not worth the small space it would save me in my bag. I guess this means I have to severely limit the amount of clothes I was planning on bringing. At least I have two weeks to figure it out...
This phase will probably last about a week before I want to start pulling my hair out.
Hopefully, I'll be too distracted by my sister moving into her new apartment and friends leaving for school. I have to make sure I get everything done before I leave for Paris, like find out what family I will be living with, and where it is exactly they live. Also I need to see the Dark Knight one last time- In IMAX, get my hair cut, and figure out how to pack one suitcase under 50 lbs and a carry on to last me a semester. My mom suggested packing many little bottles of shampoo and such instead of one large one, because it would be easier to pack. But that would be a mess, not worth the small space it would save me in my bag. I guess this means I have to severely limit the amount of clothes I was planning on bringing. At least I have two weeks to figure it out...
Monday, August 18, 2008
Check me out
I refuse to go to anymore appointments today. I am all appointment-ed out. First the dentist, then the eye doctor then the back doctor. No more I say, no more. It takes a village, I guess. I am stranded by myself for dinner tonight. I'm trying to decide where to take my business. I am hungry and unfortunately not in the mood to exercise, but really I feel horrible that I have abruptly halted my daily workout plan. It was going so well... I don't know what to do. Maybe I'll just suck it up and run. It will make me a happier person, but it's always hard to remember how good it feels when you're sitting around thinking about working out.
Tonight is the season premiere of The Hills and I am verr verr excited. I invited some friends over, who I plan to serve some dessert, maybe some pizza or buffalo wings, maybe champagne.. we'll see what I come up with. Maybe I should get all of that, it would be one crazy possibly disgusting mix of food. But each item sounds so delicious by itself... If I plan on eating any of that I definitely need to go work out. Ok, here I go, I'm going to do it! You'd think wearing exercise cloths all day would have been motivation enough, but really it just makes me feel like a poser, not to mention comfortable.
No really, I'm going to go exercise now.
Now. Really.
Now.
Actually, I have to finish this iced latte first.
Tonight is the season premiere of The Hills and I am verr verr excited. I invited some friends over, who I plan to serve some dessert, maybe some pizza or buffalo wings, maybe champagne.. we'll see what I come up with. Maybe I should get all of that, it would be one crazy possibly disgusting mix of food. But each item sounds so delicious by itself... If I plan on eating any of that I definitely need to go work out. Ok, here I go, I'm going to do it! You'd think wearing exercise cloths all day would have been motivation enough, but really it just makes me feel like a poser, not to mention comfortable.
No really, I'm going to go exercise now.
Now. Really.
Now.
Actually, I have to finish this iced latte first.
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Blue Bicyclette, rest in peace.
Sitting in the car across from the It's a Grind. Seeing as I've already made my daily visit today, I figured I wouldn't look like such a loser if I just sit here on my computer. One of the guys who works there walked out to his car and I think he saw me sitting here on the computer, I hope he doesn't recognize me.
Who is on their computer in the car? That's usually reserved for someone plotting something evil or crime fighters with superhero strength, or Lucy Lu from Charlie's Angels. And I by no means look like Lucy Lu.
Uh oh there have been about 3 fire trucks whizzing by, I hope they don't suspect anything. The people in It's a Grind probably think I'm plotting to blow the place up or turn all their coffee decaf or something that would inject fear into the hearts of coffee brewers everywhere.
In other news, my blue bike for which this blog has been named after has suffered a major injury. The chain on the bike broke. I am in morning by wearing a blue shirt. Unfortunately I'm not with my bike right now because I left it in Bloomington, this information was disclosed to me by Kerry who has been pedaling around on it for the summer. It's not her fault though, I understand it was an old rusty broad of a bike and it paid its dues.
Ok time to keep moving, I can't waste any more gas keeping the air on while parked... With any luck I won't have to resort to stalking outside the local coffee joints and my dad will install wireless today! Fat chance.
Who is on their computer in the car? That's usually reserved for someone plotting something evil or crime fighters with superhero strength, or Lucy Lu from Charlie's Angels. And I by no means look like Lucy Lu.
Uh oh there have been about 3 fire trucks whizzing by, I hope they don't suspect anything. The people in It's a Grind probably think I'm plotting to blow the place up or turn all their coffee decaf or something that would inject fear into the hearts of coffee brewers everywhere.
In other news, my blue bike for which this blog has been named after has suffered a major injury. The chain on the bike broke. I am in morning by wearing a blue shirt. Unfortunately I'm not with my bike right now because I left it in Bloomington, this information was disclosed to me by Kerry who has been pedaling around on it for the summer. It's not her fault though, I understand it was an old rusty broad of a bike and it paid its dues.
Ok time to keep moving, I can't waste any more gas keeping the air on while parked... With any luck I won't have to resort to stalking outside the local coffee joints and my dad will install wireless today! Fat chance.
Friday, August 15, 2008
Give me a head with hair!
Done with class! All is right in the world again. No more listening to a crazy professor who was somehow hired by the kings of community college to teach college age kids about American politics.
Luckily I missed the first hour and 45 min of class because I slept through my alarm this morning. But luckily he was still jabbering on and on about nothing in particular making no thoughtful points once so ever.
Moving on! Erica helped my celebrate my infinite joy at having absolutely nothing to do for the rest of the summer except immerse myself in the French culture before I hope a plane to pAris. And that capitalized A was intentional. It looks like the eiffel tower, very appropo.
Er and I made a trip to Panera to satisfy our incredible hunger and topped it off with a trip to the old DQ grill n chill and drove around rocking out to the original cast album of Hair. Well played.
Luckily I missed the first hour and 45 min of class because I slept through my alarm this morning. But luckily he was still jabbering on and on about nothing in particular making no thoughtful points once so ever.
Moving on! Erica helped my celebrate my infinite joy at having absolutely nothing to do for the rest of the summer except immerse myself in the French culture before I hope a plane to pAris. And that capitalized A was intentional. It looks like the eiffel tower, very appropo.
Er and I made a trip to Panera to satisfy our incredible hunger and topped it off with a trip to the old DQ grill n chill and drove around rocking out to the original cast album of Hair. Well played.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Done with class! All is right in the world again. No more listening to a crazy professor who was somehow hired by the kings of community college to teach college age kids about American politics.
Luckily I missed the first hour and 45 min of class because I slept through my alarm this morning. But luckily he was still jabbering on and on about nothing in particular making no thoughtful points once so ever.
Moving on! Erica helped me celebrate my infinite joy at having absolutely nothing to do for the rest of the summer except immerse myself in the French culture before I hope a plane to pAris. And that capitalized A was intentional. It looks like the eiffel tower, very appropo.
Luckily I missed the first hour and 45 min of class because I slept through my alarm this morning. But luckily he was still jabbering on and on about nothing in particular making no thoughtful points once so ever.
Moving on! Erica helped me celebrate my infinite joy at having absolutely nothing to do for the rest of the summer except immerse myself in the French culture before I hope a plane to pAris. And that capitalized A was intentional. It looks like the eiffel tower, very appropo.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Wait, what happened?
Empty bottles of rum left on the table: 4
Average age of the people I was hanging out with last night: 18
Previous times I have seen my friend's mom that drunk: Never
I think you get the picture. Actually, I doubt it, these are pretty vague descriptions. Without any context, I would be very confused. In fact I think I'm still a little confused. All I know is there is still some illegible words scribbled on my hand and I think I have been married off to someone who just became eligible to vote. Thank god we have phones or cameras with recording capabilities to provide evidence of how obnoxious we can all be when inebriated. Yes, thank god for that.
Average age of the people I was hanging out with last night: 18
Previous times I have seen my friend's mom that drunk: Never
I think you get the picture. Actually, I doubt it, these are pretty vague descriptions. Without any context, I would be very confused. In fact I think I'm still a little confused. All I know is there is still some illegible words scribbled on my hand and I think I have been married off to someone who just became eligible to vote. Thank god we have phones or cameras with recording capabilities to provide evidence of how obnoxious we can all be when inebriated. Yes, thank god for that.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Oh yeah
Here are some pics from the concert I saw last night at Joe's Pub, which I dragged my sister to. Let's just say she was very happy that I dragged her after all. :)
Top two pictures are John Gallagher Jr. Bottom is Jason "Sweet tooth" Williams with the band. Rock on.
Never gonna kick television
Sitting in the local it's a grind, trying to be productive. It's hard work when they are tearing up the sidewalk with one of those huge drills that vibrate really hard (a drill bit, possibly? I don't know, I'm not well versed in construction equipment, surprising, I know) and my computer is going really slow because I'm downloading an episode of Mad Men off iTunes. So I'm just sitting staring at the computer not doing anything and I'm the only one in the coffee shop, because who else is free to sit in a coffee shop Tuesday at 3 in the afternoon? The people who work here are probably wondering what the hell I'm up to, why have I been sitting here so long. I mean it's not like they have any customers to serve to distract them from ruminating over what I could possibly be doing here for so long alone with my little dell and mint mocha blended coffee...
My TV show obsession earlier this summer has subsided somewhat, now I am addicted to buying TV shows on iTunes and watching them on my iTouch. Not really a positive progression, actually it's worse because it's more expensive buying all those episodes instead of waiting for Netflix DVDs to arrive in the mail. The only bad thing about Netflix is you have to finish watching the movies you have so the other movies in your queque can be sent to you, which means I have to wait until I am in the right mood at the right time to watch the movies. This means I end up holding on to Dead Man Walking for 3-4 weeks because who really wants to watch that movie? I feel like I have to and then I feel a resistance to anything I have to do, but I really have to because I want to see all my other movies in my queque! Oh the frustration. So until I hit that perfect alignment of mood and timing, I will watch television on my iTouch, oh and finish watching the 5th season of Gilmore Girls for oh maybe the 3rd time... but that's just usual fair.
I have been trying to figure out lately why in gods name I have the ability to watch episode after episode of Gilmore Girls for any given amount of time no matter what. I just never get sick of it. I wonder if I will ever reach that point... you know and get sick of it. If I do at least I'll have iTunes and Netflix at my disposal to keep me busy.
I have been keeping up with my daily exercise! I am so proud of myself, I have actually committed to it for over a week! It's one of those times I wish I had a therapist or someone I could gloat to.
Maybe I should be glad I don't have a therapist.. or maybe I need one?
I'm confused, anyway, when I use the stationary bike in the basement I watch movies, and I have made a wonderful rediscovery of all the old VHS tapes we have of movies from the 80s, 90s and beyond! Highlights include Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, Mystic Pizza, Ghost, Romancing the Stone, Working Girl and Top Gun. I was so excited! I forgot how motivational some 80s flicks could be. I can't wait to make them into DVDs on this crazy machine my dad has. I'm totally bringing them to school with me! not like I actually have time when I'm in school to watch all those movies, but it's just comforting to know they're there... I am starting to realize most people aren't as oddly comforted by movies and TV as I am. I'm hoping this doesn't mean my happiness is completely reliant on the false perfection of film and TV...mm whatever, I'll leave that to my potential psychiatrist to decide.
My TV show obsession earlier this summer has subsided somewhat, now I am addicted to buying TV shows on iTunes and watching them on my iTouch. Not really a positive progression, actually it's worse because it's more expensive buying all those episodes instead of waiting for Netflix DVDs to arrive in the mail. The only bad thing about Netflix is you have to finish watching the movies you have so the other movies in your queque can be sent to you, which means I have to wait until I am in the right mood at the right time to watch the movies. This means I end up holding on to Dead Man Walking for 3-4 weeks because who really wants to watch that movie? I feel like I have to and then I feel a resistance to anything I have to do, but I really have to because I want to see all my other movies in my queque! Oh the frustration. So until I hit that perfect alignment of mood and timing, I will watch television on my iTouch, oh and finish watching the 5th season of Gilmore Girls for oh maybe the 3rd time... but that's just usual fair.
I have been trying to figure out lately why in gods name I have the ability to watch episode after episode of Gilmore Girls for any given amount of time no matter what. I just never get sick of it. I wonder if I will ever reach that point... you know and get sick of it. If I do at least I'll have iTunes and Netflix at my disposal to keep me busy.
I have been keeping up with my daily exercise! I am so proud of myself, I have actually committed to it for over a week! It's one of those times I wish I had a therapist or someone I could gloat to.
Maybe I should be glad I don't have a therapist.. or maybe I need one?
I'm confused, anyway, when I use the stationary bike in the basement I watch movies, and I have made a wonderful rediscovery of all the old VHS tapes we have of movies from the 80s, 90s and beyond! Highlights include Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, Mystic Pizza, Ghost, Romancing the Stone, Working Girl and Top Gun. I was so excited! I forgot how motivational some 80s flicks could be. I can't wait to make them into DVDs on this crazy machine my dad has. I'm totally bringing them to school with me! not like I actually have time when I'm in school to watch all those movies, but it's just comforting to know they're there... I am starting to realize most people aren't as oddly comforted by movies and TV as I am. I'm hoping this doesn't mean my happiness is completely reliant on the false perfection of film and TV...mm whatever, I'll leave that to my potential psychiatrist to decide.
Friday, August 1, 2008
Come again Batman?
Saw the Batman movie again with my brother-in-law and it was just as amazing as the first time, possibly better because I could actually understand the quite lighting-fast dialog they utter under their breath. And the generic way they portray "new yorkers" in crowd scenes wasn't so annoying.
The first time I saw the movie was with Erica and (spoiler alert) at the part where the people on the two ferry boats are deciding whether or not to blow the other guys to high heaven, and there's this huge silent but deadly black man on the boat with all the other jailbirds, she turned to me and said, knowing my hope of being recreated in another life as a large black man so I can sing "Ol' Man River" from Show Boat, says "Hey look Bonnie, it's you!" Well stated Erica, except I wasn't anticipating also being an ex-con and covered in multiple tattoos and gang symbols. Oh well, you win some, you lose some.
Time to order pizza as Rose and I take bets on whether or not Erica and Vivian will be able to follow my directions to Brooklyn, then vamp ourselves up to look about 5-10 years older than we are so we can actually fit in at the uncharacteristically swanky clubs we will be visiting tonight in honor of Caroline's b day!
Here's to lines of coke I won't be doing in the bathroom.
The first time I saw the movie was with Erica and (spoiler alert) at the part where the people on the two ferry boats are deciding whether or not to blow the other guys to high heaven, and there's this huge silent but deadly black man on the boat with all the other jailbirds, she turned to me and said, knowing my hope of being recreated in another life as a large black man so I can sing "Ol' Man River" from Show Boat, says "Hey look Bonnie, it's you!" Well stated Erica, except I wasn't anticipating also being an ex-con and covered in multiple tattoos and gang symbols. Oh well, you win some, you lose some.
Time to order pizza as Rose and I take bets on whether or not Erica and Vivian will be able to follow my directions to Brooklyn, then vamp ourselves up to look about 5-10 years older than we are so we can actually fit in at the uncharacteristically swanky clubs we will be visiting tonight in honor of Caroline's b day!
Here's to lines of coke I won't be doing in the bathroom.
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