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| 05:49pm 09/12/2008 |
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How strange that, right when I was thinking of you, the bottle containing your shampoo crashed to the bottom of the bathtub. I jumped then shoved it into the back of the medicine cabinet so I wouldn't be reminded that you used to take showers here. In the car today I found one of your writing journals in the glove compartment. You had left it and never remembered to take it back. Lemon Jelly's Ramblin' Man was playing when I opened it to see what you had written. I had never allowed myself to look through your private things before, but now I don't care. On the last page were the words "Ramblin man" with no explanation on an otherwise blank page. |
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| Europe Trip Itenerary! |
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| 10:27pm 04/30/2007 |
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May 11 Depart 9:26 AM for London (arrive 9:55 London time) May 12 Spend day in London with Grant's friend May 13 Travel to Paris; Stay at the Hotel Notre-Dame (double bed, shared bathroom) May 14 Paris May 15 Paris May 16 Travel to Nice May 17 Nice May 18 Nice May 19 Nice (maybe daytrip to Cannes or Monaco?) May 20 Travel to Milan May 21 Milan May 22 Travel to Venice; Stay at the Verde Venezia B & B (double bed, private bathroom) May 23 Venice May 24 Venice May 25 Travel to London May 26 London May 27 London May 28 London May 29 Go home :( |
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| April 16th |
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| 11:55pm 04/16/2007 |
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I was at work this morning when it dawned on me what day it was. I hid the tears from my co-workers behind tissues and went to lunch early, pretending that my eyes were red from allergies. The wind whipped around, cold and quick, and I cried all the way to the car in aching bursts. When I returned, I found out that 33 people had been killed at Virginia Tech in what is being called the "deadliest mass shooting" our country has seen. I am so thankful that Kelly is all right. The coverage won't end, but I can't stop watching. How can people talk about anything else?
But that was not why I cried this morning.
Tonight I read the diary that I kept when I was 12 years old. On thin yellow paper it reads "April 16" in the top right corner, then below,
"Dear Diary, My dad died today."
What day is this that tears won't stop coming? |
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| 12:53am 04/16/2007 |
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Currently I am reading Lolita and I am struck by the fact that, though I am only 14 pages into it, I am already in love. It also makes me realize that I can never be a writer, at least not of this calibur. I am not upset by this; at least I still have poetry.
I wish I lived in a time period where people still wrote letters (apart from the "thank you" variety). I wonder if maybe then I'd be a better correspondent. |
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| Hey Italy, show me the nearest fountain. I have a lot of splashing to do! |
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| 11:38pm 03/29/2007 |
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It's official, and I have the plane reservations to prove it: Grant and I are going to Europe! We've been talking about it for so long and I hoped, but wasn't sure if we'd actually do it, but now it's officially official! We're spending 18 days in England (his main choice), Italy (my main choice), France and Spain. He has a friend in England that we hope to stay with and I have some family in Italy so hopefully we'll save some money on lodgings. We leave May 11th; hopefully with my new job I'll have saved up enough money by then to have some spending cash.
Speaking of my new job, i've been working there for 2 weeks and I think I'm starting to get into the groove. I go to Starbucks every day for lunch and drink my frappucinnos at an outdoor table surrounded by a bunch of other business suits. I can do my job somewhat competently at this point (though there is a LOT to learn, it's a much more involved job than I had thought it would be). I am the youngest person working there (I've estimated that the average age is about 40). I've made friends with the two other youngest people there, Arzo and Caitlyn. Caitlyn is fun and talkative, Arzo is sweet and soft-spoken. Both are really nice girls, however though we get along well it's hard to fully relate to them (each of them is married with a child). I don't really see us hanging out outside of work (well, maybe Caitlyn and I will sometime, we've already become Myspace buddies), but I guess that's the breaks.
P.S: New pictures!
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1 loved Jean Harlow in Bombshell - Dinner at 8? |
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| I got a job today! |
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| 08:28pm 03/12/2007 |
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mood:  happy music: Aphex Twin- Xtal
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I am a full-time pediatric office/adolescent center's medical receptionist. It has benefits and the pay is good. The job hunt is officially over. What a relief! |
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| Would I be breaking some sort of blog rule if I called both of my recent entries "Yay!!"? |
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| 12:07am 03/09/2007 |
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mood:  excited music: Billie Holiday- You're my thrill
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I don't have to look at my horoscope to know that it surely says something about how today was a good day in terms of money and career. Brian and I have gone the ebay route and made a sweet lump of cash today when we sold $120 worth of stuff.
In terms of career, I got a call today from the pediatric office that I sent a resume to in response to a receptionist position. They liked the fact that I stayed a long time in the jobs I had had in the past. They emphasized that it was a good place for a person who wants a career in psychology to start (they work with kids and adolescents, some with ADHD, Autism and other disorders). Long story short, I have an interview Monday.
In addition to THAT, I got an email today from a club owner that I spoke to weeks ago. He's having a birthday bash at the club that he owns and wants me to take pictures of him and the VIP guests (models from a modeling agency and staff from a magazine). He invited me to stay afterwards and hang out if I wanted to (goodie bags, champagne and networking, oh my!). I get paid $60 for 3 hours (which I hear isn't a lot for this kind of thing, but it seems just fine to me).
I'm a bit nervous. I just hope I deliver the kind of photos he is expecting. I'm not going to lie: I spent a couple of hours researching the best apertures, flash modes, etc for this kind of thing...just to make sure.
Oh, and Ashley's coming in to town tomorrow. This basically equates to Starbucks coffee and a much needed leveling of all of the XY chromosomes in my life right now.
Can I get a "hell yes!"? |
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| Yay!!!!! |
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| 07:30pm 03/03/2007 |
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mood:  excited music: David Bowie- Little wonder (Danny Saber mix)
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Twin Peaks Season 2 is FINALLY being released (after what? 5 years of waiting?) on April 3rd, 2007!!!! This might call for a celebration...
:) |
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| It's 3:24 AM |
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| 03:13am 02/11/2007 |
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I stole downstairs at 2:30 in the morning to sit in front of my parents' many bookcases and pour over what I found there. It really is one of my favorite things to do because the house is so silent and the business so (seemingly) secretive. Books just have a wonderful feel and air about them. I love how they smell and feel and look (especially the old ones). Now there is a fairly large stack sitting on my bed, among them The Four-Chambered Heart by Anais Nin (from Mom's collection), a book on basic Italian (Mom's), Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance (from Daddy's collection), The I Ching (Daddy's) and a biography of Billie Holliday (also Daddy's).
Grant and I have recently been having serious talks about Europe. Currently the plan is to go for 4 weeks sometime in May. We would be spending time in England (his main choice), France, Spain and Italy (my main choice). I'm very excited and actually rather shocked at both our efficiency in planning such a caper and the fact that this seems like something we will go through with instead of just talking about wanting to do it.
I'm off now- to sleep or read, either one would suit me just fine at the moment. |
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| I got a car today! |
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| 05:05pm 02/03/2007 |
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mood:  excited music: Deep Forest- Endangered species
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It's my first car (not counting my mom's old one that I had for a few months)!! It's a new "cool blue" Honda Accord and it's lovely! That's all I have to write for now, but I'd say it's enough. :) |
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| I've always depended on the kindness of strangers |
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| 06:55pm 01/17/2007 |
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mood:  jittery music: Deftones- Xerces
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Sometimes I feel like Blanche DuBois: all nerves and arched eyebrows and frantic fingers.
Sometimes movies can be so intense that they bring that out of me.
Marlon Brando is (was) the only man who can play Stanley Kowalski. Hang Tom Cruise and Russell Crowe. They've got nothin' on Marlon. |
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| 05:07pm 01/15/2007 |
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mood:  rushed music: Daft Punk- Television ruling the nation
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I love the hustle and bustle of the city, the chocolate gelato outside the Rosslyn metro stop, Netflix, looking for jobs that excite me rather than depress me...
I'm such a poor correspondent, I don't know why I'm entertaining the idea of writing letters and sending mixtapes to friends when I can't even finish a thankyou note.
Grant and I went museum hopping yesterday and he showed me his favorite paintings and sculptures in the Hirschhorn. I wish that someday my photographs could make it into a gallery. We're going to Radford to see Turandot (my favorite opera) in a few days. The music reminds me of being young, sitting huddled in the corner of the living room by the plant reading the translation along with the music while my parents cooked spaghetti. |
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| 02:42pm 01/10/2007 |
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music: Lloyd Price- Stagger Lee
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I just spent 5 hours getting my resume ready to send to washingtonpost.com for a position as an online comments & opinions editor. I'm sure it's highly competitive and I have no idea what my chances are of getting it, but what the hell. To be perfectly honest, the thought of having a real job so early out of college kind of scares me, but it was too good an opportunity to pass up.
Since today has been borderline stressful, I have resigned myself to Freaks & Geeks, white russians and dying my hair for the remainder.
I also just found out that
1) David Lynch will be in Bethesda on Saturday for a book signing. Who wants to go? I can just about promise you fun! He's very spiritual now (karma & all that), he still has awesome hair and he was once described as the "Jimmy Stewart from Mars." How can you resist?!
2) There is a club in existence that not only plays electronic music but also has Twin Peaks night every tuesday where they show an episode of the best show ever and even serve Twin Peaks oriented drinks! How perfect is that? My kind of place.
3) I look cute in glasses. And by cute I mean like a librarian.
4) I don't really like my hair short or maybe it's just that I don't like this particular cut. I need cute hair ideas! Help! |
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| Goodbye Anne Sexton, I don't miss you when Dorothy Parker's around |
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| 06:39pm 12/08/2006 |
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mood:  hungry music: Mylo- Drop the pressure
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As I was walking home today, a (literally) crazy hippie sidled up to me and told me I was pretty (through rotten teeth). I muttered a startled, "oh, thanks," and he wandered off to pick pine needles from a tree.
I'm taking it as compliment because it's just that sort of day. :) |
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| My latest preoccupation: cameras |
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| 11:08am 11/29/2006 |
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mood:  hungry music: Metric- Dead disco
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I spent the entire morning in my bathrobe pricing digital SLR cameras. All of the ones I've been looking at have been in the $500-800 price range. Ouch! However, that's actually pretty good for a digital SLR. Now I just have to figure out where I'm going to get the money for both a camera AND a trip to Europe (in the summer--with Grant!). I only have enough money saved up for one or the other. This is where a filthy rich long lust uncle or a lucrative career in acting would come in handy.
However, I'm determined to have both so I suppose I'll find a way to get the money. Perhaps another poem?
Here are the cameras I'm considering: Canon EOS 400D Canon EOS 350D Olympus E500 Konica Minolta Maxxum 5D Nikon D50
Any other suggestions?
EDIT (12/26/06): Nevermind! My mother, being the awesome person she is, bought me a Nikon D80 (aka: better than I ever expected) for Christmas/Graduation. I'm a lucky girl. |
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| My life should be a reality show...but only the parts with zombies, giant spoons and "bullshit!" |
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| 06:54pm 11/26/2006 |
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music: Underworld- 8 ball
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Zombie day (with Phil, Gina and Aaron...and later Grant) goes up there on my list of "best days ever." It started out with zombie movies and ended with Phil getting wasted. Long story short, Phil got drunker and drunker (while the rest of us remained sober) and kept trying to entice each of us out on the porch with him to have discussions about "bullshit," peeing in shoes, and fake tiaras. At one point (when it was Aaron's turn for the porch) Gina and I stayed inside and giggled about Phil's decor (the mallard! The giant spoon!) and how un-Phil like it was. Then Phil decided that he had to go pick up Camellia (on foot) so she could partake in the zombie excitement. After he left we all realized that it probably wasn't a good idea to let him walk around alone, especially at night and in that condition, so we started off after him in Grant's car, giant spoon in tow. We finally found him...wandering in the opposite direction of the bar that Camellia was in, forced him into the car and called it a night.
Another odd, but awesome, goings on to add:
I called Brandon on Thanksgiving eve and asked him what he was doing and if he wanted to get together. "Oh no!" he said, "I'm just on my way to see a movie with Dawn in Fredricksburg, but I'll be back around midnight." Well I won't be up by then, thought I, but oh well, maybe next time. Grant, the Brians, Charlie, Ashley and I went to the hookah bar for a few hours and were preparing to leave when Grant and I decided to drive back to his place instead. Since it was Thanksgiving eve and around midnight by that time, there were no cars on the road and we had the highway virtually to ourselves. Grant and I were laughing and talking when suddenly Grant says, "Hey, is that Brandon?" We look and lo and behold there is Brandon in his fancy car driving alongside of us and completely geeking out and making exaggerated "call me" signals in our direction. I called him and he told us that he was just on his way back from Fredricksburg and to follow him to his place (or should I say hotel? Seriously. It looks just like one.) We hung out there with he and Ed for a couple of hours and caught up. So, in the end, Fate decided that we should hang out and have a great time that night after all. What are the odds? Weird. |
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