The Cereal Bowl

As i was putting my dishes away tonight, i suddenly realized that i've been ignoring my cereal bowl. My lovely petite little choux of a bowl, a sunny colored yellow bowl with a little gnome playing an accordion on the side. As if eating cereal didn't make me happy enough, this bowl just puts it over the top. I mean how often during the day do you get to see a gnome playing the according for you while you eat? That's what i'm saying! I got this bowl especially for cereal on my first trip back to NYC with SW. It was my special NYC purchase, something to remind me of the lovely city, and the fantabulous trip. I can't believe i've been neglecting it in the back of the cupboards. I shake my head at myself.

Anyway, so I washed it, and now it is drying for me and my cereal in the morning. I can't wait.

Paging Robert Buckley...

YES YES YES!!

I knew it. My memories aren't against me after all! So, after a confirmation email from JB, I did, in fact, go to school with HOT BOY, aka Robert, but I'll stick with HOT BOY. I believe i was in on some study session with him and some other people in a suite lounge on a floor of Tioga or Tenaya, studying for an econ final that I eventually bombed. Perhaps i was too distracted? Ha, who am i kidding, i just really sucked as an econ major. Too bad it was only a study session and not a MAKE OUT SESSION! Damn, those were the days. If i could only travel back in time and re-live those moments again. Suh-weet!!

Ok, but, all that aside, it's kind of a bummer that he is so hot. He's actually not bad of an actor, but with a body like that and those boyishly good looks, and those blue eyes, and that smile....oh that smile........hm...where was I? He's not bad of an actor, but I fear for him that he will be forever cast in these hot boy roles. I don't know where he wants to take this acting thing or how serious he is with it, but i'd love to say some day with fervor and excitement, "I had econ classes with Edward Norton" but instead of Ed, I'd insert Rob's name. You know, someone that is hot AND recognized for his great acting. But I guess everyone's gotta start somewhere, and being THE up and coming hot boy isn't so bad for now. We'll just have to wait and see!

Thank you India

Last night as I was drifting off into sleep but not quite asleep yet, I suddenly smelled India. Which then pulled me out of my almost asleep state. How weird is it to suddenly smell a country hundreds of miles away? Of course, I wasn't really sleeping in a room that smelled like India, my Brain was smelling India. But why would my Brain suddenly pull this smell from the depths of my memories, out of nowhere, at a seemingly random time?

The smell was quite strong, and though it only lasted for maybe 10 seconds, I suddenly felt like I was transported back. I saw the dirty streets at night, and the old men and their tea, and the restaurants we ate at. But I was still not asleep. I only saw these images in my head. Then the smell slowly faded away, and I longed for it to return. So I thought some more about the images in my head, and tried to remember more things. And then the weirdest thing: as I recalled my memories, the smell came back! The stronger a memory was, the stronger the smell became. I made a note to blog about it in the morning, and slowly drifted off to dreamland.

Unfortunately, I did not have any dreams of India. Even now, as I try to recall the images I saw last night...no smell...nothing...just the smell of regular air inside my nose. The curry smell is gone. The foreign new place smell is gone. And it wasn't just the smell of curry, it was intermingled with something else I can't quite put my finger on. Spices, perhaps, as that's what everyone seems to say India smells like. Or maybe it was just a smell my Brain created from my memories of India. (But really, I don't think my Brain is that clever, sorry Brain.) I'm sad it is gone now, but grateful that I was able to have such a wonderful olfactory experience last night.

Proof #136

Another example that Tina Fey and I are really the same person:

In episode #113, The Fighting Irish, Liz Lemmon goes to the gym and happens to meet up with Flower Guy and his GF.
A. The seemingly perfect guys always have cute attractive gfs to throw in your face.
B. They're in a hip hop class where everyone knew the routine perfectly except for Liz...or should i say, Tina Fey.........or should I say............ME?
C. Immediately afterwards, Liz is watching one of my favorite videos, the one with the baby panda sneezing.

If those three points combined don't prove that I am Tina Fey, I don't know what does.

Random thoughts...#258

It really amazes me how quickly one can spend $50 at Target. Like poof, it's just gone. And for what, a few things here, a few things there. (And some cool flip flops.)

So we're on countdown...8 more days until I am officially unemployed. The last imf-er standing. Kind of ironic to me. And i still have about 489 business cards in my name that i can no longer use. Perhaps i can create some sort of art project out of it. Make a house of cards? And then destroy it on a rampage...falling house of cards...analogy for the fate of said job? Perhaps? Yea, i'll sit on that for a bit.

I heart Tina Fey

I heart her sooooooo much.

Oh my oh my...

In telling this story, I'm gonna have to admit something embarrassing.

So...I watch Lipstick Jungle. I know, i know. But i do. And there's this hot boy on the show. Aside from the fact that his face is super cute and he has the most adorable smile and his body is incredibly HOT....um where was i?

Oh yea, so i see him on tv, and think he looks very strangely familiar, but can't place him in any WB shows i've seen. So tonight i'm watching him, and it just bugs me to no end how familiar he looks, so i start IMDB'ing him to see what shows i've seen him in. Realize he hasn't been in anything I would've watched...but find out his name is Robert Buckley. Hm...sounds oddly familiar. So i do some more digging, and see that he went to UCSD as well!! Hm...interesting. Look up his age, same age as me!!!!! He was an econ major....I was an econ major to begin with too!! And then WOOOSH. I suddenly have these vague memories in the back of my head pop in. Is it possible that I went to school with HOT BOY and even had some econ classes with him????? I'm giddy just thinking about it.

I currently have an email out to a friend who might have been friends with him. I can't wait for her reply. I mean, his name is just so familiar, as is his face....probably because I thought he was super hot back then too and have since burned the image of his face into the back of my corneas. Maybe? I even think he was in the same college as me, Muir, and lived in the Other building, on the 8th or 9th floor, the cool floor. And might have been friends with said friend. So...i can't possibly have all these memories of him if it wasn't true right? Man o man...i wish there was someone i can ask about this right now. I might have gone to school with HOT BOY!!! We might even have had a conversation or two!!!

HOT BOY, if you're reading this, contact me. I mean...Robert.

And if you have no idea who i'm talking about, just look him up. Seriously. He is HOT. HAWT.

Oh no.

I just went to get some soup at my Chinese take out of choice, and the guy there knew what I wanted...before I ordered it! Damn. Did you guys ever see "While you were sleeping"? Where Lucy was always ordering for one, and that chinese place always pointed it out? Damn chinese take out places! Damn Them!! It's fine when you go to starbucks and they know your name and know what you want. (Even though they usually don't for me...lame.) But when your chinese takeout place knows...then it's embarrassing.

So i mailed in my trial by declaration today. I'll be waiting to see what they say back. Crossing my fingers...

Pictures!

Wow, i just sat through 6 episodes straight of 30 Rock, 1st season, 2nd disc. THIS IS MY NEW FAVORITE SHOW!! Liz Lemmon is my new Carrie Bradshaw replacement. It's a great show to watch when you're sick and your head is fuzzy, and you just want a good laugh. And several good laughs I had! I just can't get over how good this show is. I love it so much I just want to take it behind a middle school and get it pregnant. Muahahahah.

In other news, here are some pictures from the toilet restaurant in Taiwan, as promised many many moons ago. Enjoy!

Sugar withdraw?

OMG, i currently have the worst headache ever, and feel quite nauseous. I wonder if this has anything to do with my no sugar week. Maybe this is how drug addicts feel when they're trying to quit. On a much worse level, i'm sure. But man, i feel like crap. I hope it goes away.

No Sugar Week: Day 5

Hm...just doesn't have the same excitement and ring to it as shark week...

So this week I have decided to cut back on processed sugar. I say cut back instead of cut out because it seems as though i just can't avoid it, it's in everything! So i'm cutting back on the obvious: sugar in my coffee, cookies, ice cream...you get the idea. And the not so obvious I haven't been able to avoid? Sugar in my yogurt, sugar in my jelly (what else can i put on my muffins??)meals when i eat out, sugar in spaghetti sauce, and so on. But at least this some sort of step in the right direction, right?

I partially did this just to say to myself I can do it. I'm always thinking I can do things if i really wanted to, but never end up doing it, so technically, I can't do anything if i don't actually do it, right? Maybe i should take up smoking just so i can say i'm able to quit. Ha. Hahaha.

So far i've made it to day 5. But the weekend is upon us, and oh i'm scared. I've got birthdays to celebrate and college friends to meet up with. That spells sugar all over! So far i'm feeling pretty good, but i can't tell if its because i'm not putting poison in my body, or if its because i'm just really proud of myself for getting this far. Probably the latter.

Justache

As ryan says, it's "just a stache."

Which is what i wish i had. I might have blogged about this already so hear me out again...but...the longer my hair gets, the more i play with it. And when i say play, i really mean twirl. In the office, in the car, while having a drink at the bar. (A lil matt damon reference...teehee)

Alot of the times, i find myself twirling my hair for no good reason, and then wondering if the guy in the car next to me thinks i'm the biggest ditz ever. Good thing i don't chew gum...oy vey.

Now if i had a mustache, that'd be a complete different story. I'd twirl my mustache instead of my hair, and man, instead of ditzy, i'd look really....well probably manly. But it's like looking smarter when you wear glasses. I feel like i'd look more accomplished if i twirled my mustache instead, as if i'm always deep in thought. Which...is actually what i'm doing when i twirl my hair too. It just doesn't come across that way i guess. It'd also help if i had a legit english accent while i twirled my mustache. Hm...yes. Gotta work on that.

I bought two avocados today, for the first time ever. It's funny, i've never really liked avocados, but within the past year or so, they've really grown on me. i once had them at ms. parker's house with just a bit of salt, and it was actually quite good! and so when i saw them today i suddenly had a craving for salted avocado. except....how do i know when they're ready to eat? ms parker?

ok, so i've been watching this video non stop. It's funny, and really original. I wish i had come up with it. And i wish i was the one to edit it! If only i could put that in my reel.




Speaking of my reel, i finally got some sort of website up. whew. long time coming. But i had to scramble this weekend. And scrambling never comes out well. Except eggs. Mm...scramble eggs...with a dash of ketchup!

Just another saturday night...

So rather than go to an art show with vonne tonight, I somehow lost all track of time and ended up working on my website all night. Yes, the website that's been like a thorn at my side. The one that I didn't know how to get started on. Well...i'm about 60% there, thank goodness. This needs to be done this weekend, as there are demands and needs to be met! Oh the anticipation!

I hate that time after you've applied for that seemingly perfect job. The possibilities! The dreams! And then a week goes by...a month...and you realize maybe you're not so perfect for that job after-all. Ha. Days since applying for said job: 2.

I left the tv on while working on the website tonight. Listened to Oldschool in the background, and some very funny skits on SNL. And now.....Showtime at the Apollo! Not only that, its a "best of" show. Who needs to go see Step Up 2 when there's Showtime at the Apollo? Not that this blogger has any desires to see Step Up 2. No siree. Boy, people really get excited on this show!

Well, off to bed soon and then getting up to work on the site some more as I will be landlocked in the morning, thanks to people who like to run for shits and giggles. Ok ok, I won't be a hater...just because I don't run and am accruing office butt, that doesn't mean I need to hate on people who enjoy a good sweat. So here's to you, 26 mile marathon runners! May you have a great (and fast) run in the morning. I'll be counting the minutes til the streets open up!