LOST

I've lost it! I've lost my creativity! It's gone! It fell out of my pocket somewhere back in college, and now it's probably just sitting in the grass by itself, getting wet from the sprinklers, being sniffed by a dog...and then probably shat on.

I should be working on my website. My website that used to be endless joy for me to create...but now I'm stuck on little things...like color scheme and the perfect name and fonts and layout. Instead i'm here whine-blogging about it, procrastinating until who knows when.

This is exactly like my inabilities to decorate my apartment. Too many choices, can't make a decision. I just need to do and go.

Ok, here i go...

Gone Postal

I just spent 30min waiting in line at the post office for 75cents worth of postage. Yes i'm serious. I stood behind the cutest girl though, she was very nice, and we bonded after her cell phone attacked me. I think I wouldn't mind working at the post office after I retire. I mean, the hours are regular and you get all the government holidays. Plus those snazzy uniforms...I wouldn't have to worry about what to wear all the time then. I could work behind the counter, or be one of those walking postwomen and get exercise everyday. The only problem would be getting around those dogs....

Well, after all that waiting, I simply couldn't just walk out of there paying .75cents of postage. So i got me some superhero stamps. They're quite awesome I must say. Give me a reason to mail you something.

Words and words

Sigh...so i was this close to finishing a personal project 2 years in the making...and then I just found a major error. So i started to fix it and decided to procrastinate by blogging.

Blog blog blog.

So, one catchy candy jingle and a mediocre try at a song later, I still don't have that great song written. That one great belt out in your car, cry your heart out, can't get out of your head, I've gotta put it on loop song. There's already too many about unrequited love, love lost, crazy in love, heart break heart ache songs out there...maybe i'll write one about recalled beef, there's never enough of those...trust me, when I get it right you'll hear about it. Maybe you'll even sing about it.

Time to get back to work...I'm on a deadline.

Book parties and such...

Who would've thought that being at a party with my name is earl and hyde would be a snore in the land of doldrums? The event piqued Vonne and my own curiosity, but i soon learned that nothing really goes on at a book party. To be fair I only knew the author's brother (who himself had not read the book), and Vonne arrived way after us. If I had been friends with these people or made an attempt to start conversations with any of them, it might've been somewhat interesting. (The event, not the company i was with.) But instead i stuck to Y+T, discussing the merits of having large text on walls as an alternative to wallpaper. (Quite an interesting idea I must say.)

So instead, we bid the party adieu and sauntered over to Cosmo's for what turned out to be a fantastic night of ancient Japanese hiccup secret cures and drunken karaoke. And boy, what karaoke! Old japanese men crooning to old japanese hits, vonne's melodious rendition of jill scott, JV and I making THAT CHANGE per Michael J's request, Bryan Adams appearing out of NOWHERE, and on and on. Karaoke makes the world a magical place. It really does.

Next up: I really must unload my camera and upload some pictures. It's been months. I see other people's blogs full of pictures and videos, and it really just adds to the blog-mosphere. I know i'm trying to keep myself somewhat anonymous, but really, my two readers already know who I am and those who fall into the blog by chance...well, I'm guessing that they just pick themselves up and are on their merry little way very quickly. So if i'm hip enough to have an rss feed, I think its time to start putting up pictures...don't you think?

Ugh

AND! And i have a big zit growing on my face. It's annoying and it hurts. They always like to emerge from the same place. You think it went away or you killed it, but no, it just goes on vacation every once in a while, but it returns. TO THE SAME PLACE. GD it!

Thursday

Geez, i look like crap today. Especially more so than usual, just to spite this non holiday that is a pain in our ass. I nearly screamed when i saw all the teddy bears and flowers on the side of the road this morning. Stuffed animals are a waste of money. Especially when they're gigantic, and not going to a needy child. Especially when they're seasonal, and holding a red heart. I hate seasonal stuff....like plates. Like when you walk into Target or Linen's n Things, they always have plate sets for that particular holiday. Halloween plates and christmas plates and valentines day plates and fall plates and summer plates...ugh. You only need one set of plates!!!

Although this morning i did get some heart shaped candies from a fellow coworker, and for 2 minutes i was brought back to third grade when we made paper bag envelopes and suddenly i panicked cuz i felt like i forgot to write out HER valentine. But then i reminded myself, oh, its a non holiday, chillax. But still, it was very nice of her.

I'm in an awful mood today, unrelated to this non holiday, so I thank you for letting me rant. Perhaps there will be more later.

At last!!

The strike is over. Thank goodness.

Over and out.

Move along

Lately I've been thinking about moving. NY? SF? I know some people there. Out of the country? But it'd be hard to find a job and get a permit and all that. France? Australia? Canada? Too bad I don't know anyone in canada...it'd be a great mix of english, french, chinese....plus there's some production up there, so a job may be more likely. I mean, come on, Canada is the home of Degrassi the next generation, what could be sweeter? It's hard to move to a place where you don't know people. It's hard to move to a place when you DO know people! Moving is just hard in general. But it'd be a nice change of pace. Too bad I can't get myself on the production of LOST. I hear hawaii's nice this time of year...

This just in...

Oh my...what do I do??

So i just let my machine pick up two phone calls...first time the guy was confused, second time he left a message.

His name is robert, and he's making reservations for two for...VALENTINES DAY!!!!!! The second session, whatever that means. I wonder which restaurant he thinks he called....

Thing is, my phone is connect to the keypad to get in. So, i've gotten calls from people wanting to get in and stuff....so i just stopped answering my phone. And my message says, "Please leave a message." That's it. No name, no nothin. I didn't want to say my name on the machine because people who call from the keypad downstairs will get the machine message if i don't pick up, and know my name! Anyways, its a pretty intricate system of avoidance I've set up, don't question it.

But..so...what do i do? I don't want to call him back! But i also don't want to be the reason him and his date are stranded on valentines day! He spelled out his name and left a number and everything!

Thanks alot valentines day! If you didn't exist, none of this would've happened. You're not a real holiday anyway so stop acting like one!


*********NEXT DAY UPDATE*********

So i called the DOOD back this morning, trying to explain that he called me...the wrong number...valentine's day reservations? He either couldn't hear me, or couldn't understand me, so i guess the next logical thing to do was....hang up on me?

Thanks mr. Thanks a million. Trying to do you a favor and get you possibly laid on Vday, and what do you do? Hang up on me???

Sigh.

So in my quest to save their relationship, i texted him back. "You dialed the wrong number last night for your reservations."
And, let me just say, that is a looooong sentence to text for someone who is text handicapped, and running late for work.

And oh what's this??
I just got a text back! It wasn't in vain after all! (i wasn't even sure if i dialed the right number, couldn't tell if he said 310 or 210 on the message) So he just texted back "U r rite my apologiz"

Hooray! SH saves the day! Boy, I'm tired...now i know how Batman feels. That's enough good deeds for the day MONTH.

This played out in my head last night...dim the lights.

Lady with blonde curly hair, freshly done nails, snapping gum in mouth:
"Ugh, but Harry, you said you MADE reservations!!"

Man with open shirt, gold chains:
"But hon, i did, i promise. Check the list again will ya kid? I called and left a message last week!"

Red haired kid with freckles and suit:
"I'm sorry sir, you're not on this list, we didn't get a call from you last week. Please, sir, step away from the book...I can't take your money sir, we are all filled up, I really can't get you a table. Sir...sir, please, personal space..."

Lady:
"I give you one thing to do harry, ONE THING, and you can't even remembah to do it."

Harry:
zoom in on sad face....cue trumpet sound fx: wop wop wop wop wwwwwop!

AND SCENE.

Picture

I just got this picture from T and had to share it. It's a pretty funny picture of C and I, but...is that a fat long haired luke wilson sitting next to my presents?? Nice of him to show up to my birthday...hahaha. One year Dax Shepard was having dinner at the same time as my party, and then later, Jason Schwartzman came for karoake. I mean, the real guy! Not this luke wilson imposter. It's ok, the more the merrier.

It's always better on holiday...

Lately, i feel like a tornado, pretty much a wreck, mentally and emotionally. This year so far has been..tumultuous, to say the least. I've hit the lows and then climbed back to the OK corral only to go back down again. If it's not one thing its another. I'm tired from these spikes...I just want to plateau at steady and sip some champagne. But i guess all these emotional spikes just means i'm alive...not dead. I just want a vacation from my head. Like in cartoons when the ghost spirit steps away from the body. Then, i can just push the automate button in the back of my head, underneath all that hair, and just float away while my automaton body continues to be me. Just for a little while.

I had a lovely date tonight with the bff in the oc. The drive there was horrendous, worse than expected. But we rarely get alone time anymore so it was nice to just have dinner (though quickly cuz we were running late for the show) and chat. The show was BLAST, and it was pretty good, some parts better than others, but there were really some awesome amazing musicians I saw tonight. The drummers were pretty incredible, i just don't know how they do it. That's the one thing i don't care much for in Rock Band. I'll let the others fight over the drums as long as i can rock out to something else on...11.

Shadow of the Day

Normally I'm not a huge fan of Linkin Park...in fact I don't think i'm a fan at all...til this song. It's such a great song...so very U2 like. It's quite a change from the usual stuff. It's such a great song title too. I think i can write a novel titled, Shadow of the Day, and it'll be a best seller based on the title alone. Reminds me of one of the Enders game books...hm...kinda want to read that now.

Now one of the many things that really bums me out about the end of imf is the end of my world music knowledge. Where else now will i find out about artists like sia and miyavi and verdena? I had it all at my fingertips, and now, poof, it's all gone. And sure, i watched alot of really bad hip hop videos about hos in different area codes, but the good ones...the really good videos make it all worth it. You know what this is like?

It's like when the milkman drops off milk everyday for the little 5 year old boy. Orphan boy...of course. And suddenly one day, the milkman doesn't come anymore! Where will the little orphan boy get his milk? Sure they're out in grocery stores, but little orphan boy can't drive yet! He doesn't even know about grocery stores, he's only 5! And an orphan, of course. This is exactly what it's like.

Um..yea.

So you see, after that prime example i just made up on the spot, do you see how my novel would NOT be a best seller? I rest my case.

Elis Regina

Wow. I'm so in love. My itunes suddenly started playing Elis's Carinhoso...I've forgotten about this song and now I'm in love with her voice all over again. What is it about portuguese that makes it so romantic? It sounds like a very nasally language, which has the possibility to be annoying...but it isn't. Instead, it draws me in...and oh the guitar picking, oh this part is the best....and her voice is so sexy. I love you Ms. Regina.

Laws of Attraction

Some say it's all a numbers game. To me it's a very unromantic way to look at things. But then again, maybe romance was created in movies, made up by people who have now affected my ways of thinking. Who knows.

Going back to things being relative...I still can't quite put into words this relativity i think about all the time. Like distance. Hm..it's all up in the ether and I can't quite pull it down to articulate it.

I just wonder...

People who are married. People who have this person that they love, they get along great. Sure they have arguments here and there, but for the most part, this is the person you want to be with. What about the other love of your life that you've never met because he was hundreds of miles away on the other side of the earth? He could possibly be the love of your life except you'd never know it because you've never met. So all these people in love....they're in love with the one that's closest in proximity with them at the time. Sure there are lots of instances of people meeting their loves while on vacation on the other side of the world. But for the most part, people meet people they live close to. And yes, i know there's lots of long distance dating...and this is where it starts getting hazy for me and i can't quite explain what i'm thinking.

This business of being single...sometimes it's crappy, but other times, its the most wonderful thing in the world! Once you're in a relationship, you're closed for business. You're no longer open to the world of people. When you're single, everyone's a possibility. Then again, i'm sure you'll argue with me on this. Please do so.

Tomorrow is another day. A day where I will bring in my own half and half for my coffee. No more of that powder crap. You'd think that a company with fancy coffee machines would have some real milk somewhere, but alas, its all powder creamer. This makes me angry. But then again, just being in this new place makes me kinda angry. However, anger aside, i really do have it good right now, which is why i'm bringing in my own h/h. No more yelling at the powder creamer inside my head. It's not its fault. It's only fault is trying to be delicious when it clearly cannot. But then again, we all strive to be better in life, why shouldn't powder creamers do the same, right?

Right.

Elevators

Everyone in every big building always think they have shitty elevators. Thing is, i think elevators just break easily in general. I keep hearing the same kinds of conversations with elevators everywhere i go. The on at the apartment was down for a month, and before that probably once every week. (They recently got it fixed, we'll see how long that lasts.) The one at the old work was breaking down all the time. Today i got in the elevator here at new work with some pretty angry people. I just wanted to tell them, look, it happens everywhere you go. But I didn't. I just let them rant instead. I think they need that.

Just got a notice this morning...turns out my rent is going up. Oh joy.

Yikes!

I update my template and end up losing all my other blog buddies! ZUT! I can't remember the links!

Thar I blow...yarr

Boy it sure is windy outside. I almost got swept away! And it was so windy i could hardly breathe...it's crazy!!! What's going on!!!

Currently listening to kate nash and having vanilla ice cream...they go well together.....SO FAR. Still feeling her out, the ice cream can stay though.

Goodbyes

When I woke up this morning I was not expecting to end my day with a goodbye.  But alas, I found myself saying goodbye to my dear friend C at 5:45pm.  I guess unexpected goodbyes are better than the expected ones.  That way you're not counting the days until that awkward sad moment.  And it's nice to know that he's off to be with his beloved finally.  It's just too bad it had to be under such circumstances.  But i guess for them, it worked out ok.  

C and I hit it off pretty well.  Before I knew it, we were getting into long heated discussions about love, politics, life, and any other topics we can think of.  It's easy to get into these discussions when you both live back in the Cave, away from the outside warfare of the Pit.  While they dodged bullets and gambled their money away out there, we shared views and opinions in the safety and warmth of the cave.  That's not to say all was  peachy keen.  There were times where I could've strangled him for such brash and impertinent views, and I'm sure there were plenty of times where he thought the same.  But nonetheless, he was a good, dear friend to me.  

I remembered being surprised about his views on Sex and the City...that it was brilliantly written, and a great show.  Now, this opinion doesn't surprise me one bit, I know it to be true already, but it just surprised me that this was coming from a male.  And this was early in our relationship too.  We both agree that Aiden was better for Carrie than Big ever was.   Show me another guy that will say the same and I will give him a crown!

We celebrated each other's birthdays, we had a fondness for Once, and we both had a great time in the cave.  

I'm reminded of the quote from the post when A&S moved away, which is...hm..odd, I don't see it in there.  I thought i had posted this a while back when they moved away...

ok, so here it is:

For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absense, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.

Great, now I'll be digging through old posts for this quote.  I KNOW I wrote it down before!

EXTRA EXTRA!

The DB today is unveiling it's step forward into the future! present. By popular demand from an anonymous spammer, you can now subscribe to DB through RSS. Huzzah! Pizza for all! Link is located at the bottom of the page.

Still working out kinks...wondering why I cannot post a title. May have something to do with this template. In any case, this look is kinda old...may need an update soon. More to come. For now, enjoy the feed. Pizza for all! Huzzah!

oh! oh!

ok, so this has nothing to do with the brilliant thought i had the other night, but it does deserve a post in the blogger.

ahem.

HOW SHE MOVE

Yes, yet another horrible paramount movie...OR IS IT? Ok, it is, i'm sure. But still...looks maybe kinda good, if you're into that whole choreographed hip hop crunking scene. Right? So like any of these types of movies, it usually wouldn't deserve a mention here...but there's just one thing that really bugs me about this movie.

THE TITLE!!!! IT'S GRAMMATICALLY INCORRECT!! Could someone at P not afford another consonant? I hope they lost their job over it. If it's meant to be grammatically incorrect to...I dunno, perhaps reflect the jargon of crazy dancing kids these days...then...then...oooooh I don't know. It makes me want to punch someone! And then maybe kick them while they're down on the ground...y'know, where it hurts. Hard.

That is all.

Please, discuss.