Here are my three good things for today:
1. Star Trek: The Next Generation was playing on one of the televisions at the gym today, followed by Dr. Who. Clearly there is another mega-nerd who works out at the same time that I do. I must find him or her. I kind of hope it's a him. And that he's cute. I would like a hot nerd as my boyfriend.*
2. I heard the most recent podcast of Wait, Wait... Don't Tell Me today, and for the first time ever, they played recordings of Carl Kasell leaving the message on the voicemail of the winners. Did I mention the phrase mega-nerd earlier? Okay, just making sure.
3. I successfully avoided the cookies and doughnuts that were in the kitchen at work. I feel as though I should be awarded some sort of prize for this. Like how the mayor would give a special medal to a double-amputee if he crawled through a burning house on his leg stumps to save his elderly neighbor's dog, which he had to carry out in his teeth because he needed his arms to pull himself along because he was a double-amputee and had no legs. I mean, honestly, what I did today was no less heroic than that. It's all in your perspective.
*We would both be watching Dr. Who at the gym, and would laugh simultaneously at one of the doctor's witty comments—something like, "I'm the doctor, and I just snogged Madame de Pompadour!"—and then our eyes would meet over the tricep extension machine and each of us would instantly recognize the other as a kindred spirit. We would bond over our mutual love for sci-fi television, and when I judged the moment to be correct, I would casually drop into the conversation that I want to marry him and have lots of sex and babies. And if you know what movie the last part of that sentence comes from, I might just marry YOU.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Dependence on Google is a dangerous thing.
So after suffering some pretty intense internet withdrawal (because sometimes you just have to Google something, and when you can't, it hurts) I'm back with three new good things!
1. The internet is back. Duh.*
2. I got my teeth cleaned at the dentist yesterday. I love the feeling of being able to suck saliva through the small spaces between my lower front teeth now that the plaque has been scraped out. Don't even look at me like that. I BRUSH MY TEETH. Plaque happens.
3. The office smells so bad that they let everyone go home at 2:00 this afternoon. It's a strange, curious combination of litter box and dirty fish tank. I can't decide if I want it to go away or not. It's pretty vile, but I really like getting to go home early.
You must have some good things that happened over the past two days while I've been away. Let's hear it.
*And now I finally know what a drum farthingale is. It's unreal. Look it up.
1. The internet is back. Duh.*
2. I got my teeth cleaned at the dentist yesterday. I love the feeling of being able to suck saliva through the small spaces between my lower front teeth now that the plaque has been scraped out. Don't even look at me like that. I BRUSH MY TEETH. Plaque happens.
3. The office smells so bad that they let everyone go home at 2:00 this afternoon. It's a strange, curious combination of litter box and dirty fish tank. I can't decide if I want it to go away or not. It's pretty vile, but I really like getting to go home early.
You must have some good things that happened over the past two days while I've been away. Let's hear it.
*And now I finally know what a drum farthingale is. It's unreal. Look it up.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Always pack a falcon in your hurricane survival kit.
Three good things for today:
1. Alison Heather came back from Australia! This is enough for three billion good things, but I'll add two more. Just for funsies.
2. Hurricane Irene could not arrive at a more opportune moment. Brand new stack of books, and the whole weekend open ahead of me with absolutely no responsibilities. This is perfect reading weather. Although I don't know what it says about me that the only things in my hurricane survival kit are four new books, and some candles so that I can keep reading even if the power goes out. I can't be bothered with anything useful like, say, non-perishible food items or a first aid kit. I think my mom has the food thing under control, though. Unless we run out. Then we would be forced to hunt. But I don't have any weapons... maybe I should throw a falcon in there so it can hunt for me. Yeah, a falcon. That would be good.* I would name him Balthazar and he would sit on my arm.
3. I did quite a bit of laundry today. Like, four weeks worth. What a load off my mind! (Yuk yuk.) Seriously though, my hamper is empty and I feel awesome.
Oh, come on, laugh at my jokes. And tell me your three good things, and your hurricane survival plans.
*Oh my gosh WHAT IF THIS HAPPENS—ready? What if we run out of food and, because I planned ahead, I actually have a falcon who can hunt small game for us. I could set up a roasting spit in my backyard (on the lee side of the above-ground pool, of course, to avoid the wind) and cook bunny burgers for the everyone who has run out of food because they weren't as smart as I am and didn't think ahead to capture and train a falcon. I would be the neighborhood hero. After the storm is over they would probably tell the newspapers about how I saved them from starvation, and I might get a medal or something. Oh man, this hurricane is going to be awesome. Please God send me a falcon.
1. Alison Heather came back from Australia! This is enough for three billion good things, but I'll add two more. Just for funsies.
2. Hurricane Irene could not arrive at a more opportune moment. Brand new stack of books, and the whole weekend open ahead of me with absolutely no responsibilities. This is perfect reading weather. Although I don't know what it says about me that the only things in my hurricane survival kit are four new books, and some candles so that I can keep reading even if the power goes out. I can't be bothered with anything useful like, say, non-perishible food items or a first aid kit. I think my mom has the food thing under control, though. Unless we run out. Then we would be forced to hunt. But I don't have any weapons... maybe I should throw a falcon in there so it can hunt for me. Yeah, a falcon. That would be good.* I would name him Balthazar and he would sit on my arm.
3. I did quite a bit of laundry today. Like, four weeks worth. What a load off my mind! (Yuk yuk.) Seriously though, my hamper is empty and I feel awesome.
Oh, come on, laugh at my jokes. And tell me your three good things, and your hurricane survival plans.
*Oh my gosh WHAT IF THIS HAPPENS—ready? What if we run out of food and, because I planned ahead, I actually have a falcon who can hunt small game for us. I could set up a roasting spit in my backyard (on the lee side of the above-ground pool, of course, to avoid the wind) and cook bunny burgers for the everyone who has run out of food because they weren't as smart as I am and didn't think ahead to capture and train a falcon. I would be the neighborhood hero. After the storm is over they would probably tell the newspapers about how I saved them from starvation, and I might get a medal or something. Oh man, this hurricane is going to be awesome. Please God send me a falcon.
Friday, August 26, 2011
I'm not a plant murderer. I swear.
Three good things for today:
1. Free lunch at work. I'm not hard to please.
2. The plant on my desk is growing new leaves! This is a HUGE deal, you guys. Some of you know my track record with plants. It is not good.* The stalks have been withering for a couple of weeks now, and I was fully convinced that I had unknowingly committed yet another act of planticide, but upon further inspection today I noticed that new leaves and stalks are beginning to sprout!
3. My muscles are sore from the gym yesterday. That means it was a good work-out, right? And it's perfectly fine that I took today off? I can't exercise when I know there's a hurricane coming. I mean, what if the gym suddenly floods? Or the roof blows off? There are just too many uncertainties.
That was my day. How was yours?
*It is disturbingly similar to my track record with all things aquatic. My all-time record for the least amount of time in which I've killed a fish is eighteen hours. I've been on tenterhooks all summer, because some friends of mine went to Australia for two months and left me in charge of their aquarium. There are about thirty fish in there, and by some miracle from the heavens, they are all still swimming. Or at least if one or two have died, the others have at least had the decency to eat them when I wasn't looking and therefore spare me the knowledge of their demise.
1. Free lunch at work. I'm not hard to please.
2. The plant on my desk is growing new leaves! This is a HUGE deal, you guys. Some of you know my track record with plants. It is not good.* The stalks have been withering for a couple of weeks now, and I was fully convinced that I had unknowingly committed yet another act of planticide, but upon further inspection today I noticed that new leaves and stalks are beginning to sprout!
3. My muscles are sore from the gym yesterday. That means it was a good work-out, right? And it's perfectly fine that I took today off? I can't exercise when I know there's a hurricane coming. I mean, what if the gym suddenly floods? Or the roof blows off? There are just too many uncertainties.
That was my day. How was yours?
*It is disturbingly similar to my track record with all things aquatic. My all-time record for the least amount of time in which I've killed a fish is eighteen hours. I've been on tenterhooks all summer, because some friends of mine went to Australia for two months and left me in charge of their aquarium. There are about thirty fish in there, and by some miracle from the heavens, they are all still swimming. Or at least if one or two have died, the others have at least had the decency to eat them when I wasn't looking and therefore spare me the knowledge of their demise.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
The Cone of Uncertainty is only to be discussed under the cover of the Cone of Silence.
My three good things for the day:
1. I think I've discovered the thing to keep me from getting bored at the gym. Three words: (1)Harry (2)Potter (3)audiobooks. They helped me when I worked in data entry seven years ago, and they can help through the monotony of thirty minutes on the elliptical now. I don't know what it is about cardio, but it turns me into an attention-deficit squirrel.
2. I read a news report about Hurricane Irene which stated that the area from North Carolina to Massachusetts remains within "the cone of uncertainty."* That made me giggle.
3. It's only half-past six, and I've already done everything I needed to do today. Including update this blog. AND tomorrow is Friday. Whoa.
So what are yours?
*I'm suddenly feeling very uncertain and I don't know why...
1. I think I've discovered the thing to keep me from getting bored at the gym. Three words: (1)Harry (2)Potter (3)audiobooks. They helped me when I worked in data entry seven years ago, and they can help through the monotony of thirty minutes on the elliptical now. I don't know what it is about cardio, but it turns me into an attention-deficit squirrel.
2. I read a news report about Hurricane Irene which stated that the area from North Carolina to Massachusetts remains within "the cone of uncertainty."* That made me giggle.
3. It's only half-past six, and I've already done everything I needed to do today. Including update this blog. AND tomorrow is Friday. Whoa.
So what are yours?
*I'm suddenly feeling very uncertain and I don't know why...
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
I'll have the Raisin Brahms with a side of cello, please.
My three good things for today:
1. I had the best lunch break ever. Around noonish I was sitting at my desk at work, staring at my Benjamin Franklin action figure and wishing he would come to life so that I could ask him how he got the idea for bifocals, when I received a text from my friend Sammi—who was an opera major with me at Purchase—asking if I wanted to get together for dinner in Princeton this evening. (That right there is one of the longest sentences I've ever written. Just FYI.) Unfortunately, I wasn't going to be able to make it, but I asked what she was doing in Princeton (she lives in Cincinnati) and she responded by saying that she was actually in Hopewell at the moment, practicing for a recital with Kyra, her cellist. I just about hit the ceiling because I WORK IN HOPEWELL. Turns out that they were at Kyra's parents' house, which is only a couple of minutes from my office. I went over on my lunch break, and was treated to thirty minutes of Brahms and Bernstein for soprano and cello.* It was so beautiful, and such a wonderful surprise. A completely unexpected oasis of culture in my otherwise monotonous work day.
2. I got my grammar final back in the mail, for which I earned a score of 92.5%. I probably could have done better, but it was really hot in the room where we were taking the exam and I kind of just wanted to leave.
3. I opened a fresh bag of potato chips to augment my dinner this evening. There's nothing quite like opening a brand new bag of potato chips. I can't quite explain it. My father would understand.
So I had a great day today, and it would be wonderful if you felt like sharing the good things that happened in your day, as well. Don't make me do this all by myself. I'm very shy.
*Seriously, there was a girl playing the cello three feet away from me. I could have kicked it from where I was sitting, it was that close. That sort of thing doesn't happen every day.
1. I had the best lunch break ever. Around noonish I was sitting at my desk at work, staring at my Benjamin Franklin action figure and wishing he would come to life so that I could ask him how he got the idea for bifocals, when I received a text from my friend Sammi—who was an opera major with me at Purchase—asking if I wanted to get together for dinner in Princeton this evening. (That right there is one of the longest sentences I've ever written. Just FYI.) Unfortunately, I wasn't going to be able to make it, but I asked what she was doing in Princeton (she lives in Cincinnati) and she responded by saying that she was actually in Hopewell at the moment, practicing for a recital with Kyra, her cellist. I just about hit the ceiling because I WORK IN HOPEWELL. Turns out that they were at Kyra's parents' house, which is only a couple of minutes from my office. I went over on my lunch break, and was treated to thirty minutes of Brahms and Bernstein for soprano and cello.* It was so beautiful, and such a wonderful surprise. A completely unexpected oasis of culture in my otherwise monotonous work day.
2. I got my grammar final back in the mail, for which I earned a score of 92.5%. I probably could have done better, but it was really hot in the room where we were taking the exam and I kind of just wanted to leave.
3. I opened a fresh bag of potato chips to augment my dinner this evening. There's nothing quite like opening a brand new bag of potato chips. I can't quite explain it. My father would understand.
So I had a great day today, and it would be wonderful if you felt like sharing the good things that happened in your day, as well. Don't make me do this all by myself. I'm very shy.
*Seriously, there was a girl playing the cello three feet away from me. I could have kicked it from where I was sitting, it was that close. That sort of thing doesn't happen every day.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Dear Randolph College, I don't think you can handle the level of Cool that's about to hit you . Sincerely, Mack's Sister
My three good things for today:
1. For a brief, brief moment, all was silent at work this morning. No radio. No A/C blowers. And all the loud people who lack the ability to pick up on social cues had yet to arrive. Bliss.
2. Earthquake!!! Only for about five seconds, but still. An earthquake in New Jersey. And as a veteran of California living, where minor tremors and earthquake drills at school are the norm, it was fun to watch my co-workers flip out, run around and ask everyone else if they had felt it too, and call the entire contact list in their phones.*
3. My awesome brother (the other one) left for college today. I've managed to keep my level of envy to a dull roar. Oh, to be a college student again. The freedom! The possibilities! The financial dependence! Look out, Randolph College, you have no idea what's coming your way. My brother can draw the crap out of anything and then write you a kick-ass song about it in less than ten minutes. So get ready.
What are your three good things for today? Tell me! And tell me about your earthquake experience as well I suppose, if you must.
*Don't lie to yourself; you would have felt the same way, and loved every second of it. It's human nature to revel in our moments of superiority. So quit judging me.
1. For a brief, brief moment, all was silent at work this morning. No radio. No A/C blowers. And all the loud people who lack the ability to pick up on social cues had yet to arrive. Bliss.
2. Earthquake!!! Only for about five seconds, but still. An earthquake in New Jersey. And as a veteran of California living, where minor tremors and earthquake drills at school are the norm, it was fun to watch my co-workers flip out, run around and ask everyone else if they had felt it too, and call the entire contact list in their phones.*
3. My awesome brother (the other one) left for college today. I've managed to keep my level of envy to a dull roar. Oh, to be a college student again. The freedom! The possibilities! The financial dependence! Look out, Randolph College, you have no idea what's coming your way. My brother can draw the crap out of anything and then write you a kick-ass song about it in less than ten minutes. So get ready.
What are your three good things for today? Tell me! And tell me about your earthquake experience as well I suppose, if you must.
*Don't lie to yourself; you would have felt the same way, and loved every second of it. It's human nature to revel in our moments of superiority. So quit judging me.
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