tvguide.com seems to have completely stopped recapping How I Met Your Mother which is very distressting to me. At the same time, I don't want to be that girl who only writes recaps of movies and tv shows (oh wait, that's really the only reason any of you come here, isn't it? ISN'T IT?!!? Ahem, sorry).
I don't have a whole lot to say about last night's episode, though I did enjoy it.
One of my favorite things is how when Old Ted is telling a story, the people change to reflect how they interpret the story. That's a really crappy way of saying how I like that Robin's older boyfriend was played by an 80 year old a couple seasons ago and how I liked that the other team for the kindergarten basketball game was made up of high school aged kids.
Also, as an aside - I totally agree with Marshall about the competition aspect. If you don't like competition, don't put your children in competitive sports. Put them in yoga or something. Thus ends my PSA about a subject of which I have no direct knowledge.
How old is Robin supposed to be? We know Ted is 30, Barney is somewhere between 32 and 35, you can assume that Lily and Marshall are also 30 because they were in college with Ted, but what about Robin? Ted talked to her like she was a whipper snapper and she didn't seem to have any trouble doing the things on the Murtaugh list with Barney (well, pretty much just the rave, but you get the idea). So are we thinking like 25, 26? I had just always assumed she and Ted were the same age. This bothers me more than it probably should.
What are we possibly expected to do with Barney being banned from Laser Tag for life? I half expected him to end the episode by purchasing the Laser Tag place. I feel we haven't seen the end of this.
And now you'll have to excuse me because I just dropped a ream of paper on my foot and I need to whine about it.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
I heart Target.
Here's my weekend in a nutshell: basketball, singstar, shopping, shopping, movie, shopping, basketball, movie, slide show (HG2.0 is back!).
I know it sounds like I did approximately three things all weekend, but seriously, it was busy! And fun! Yesterday afternoon especially, with the basketball watching (MSU!!!) and this absolutely delicious Ceaser salad with homemade dressing (I didn't make it but you can bet your bottom dollar I got that recipe). I wish I had taken a photo because of the massive size of this salad. It was, in a word, Uge (purposely spelled that way). And it did not have any anchovies whatsoever so it's delicious even for the non fish eating people of the world. Some of whom can expect to eat this the next time I see them. You know who you are.
Instead, what I have a picture of is the fabulous new bag I got from Target on Saturday:
I love everything about it, and I most of all love the fact that due to a gift card situation I had, this baby was less than $5 out of pocket and it holds EVERYTHING. I have become a giant-holds-everything-handbag lover. But you'll notice it doesn't have a giant clock on the front. Oh well, you can't have everything I guess.
Allow me to also quickly tell you that Target has so many adorable decorative scarves at the moment that I almost put down the bag and spent all of my money on as many scarves as possible, with this whole plan about I was going to become a fabulous lady who wears scarves all the time and has perfect hair (I feel like those two things go together. Perfect hair and decorative scarf wearing).
Luckily I remembered two vitally important facts at the last minute. One - my hair is about as far from perfect as possible and I would only let down my fellow scarf wearers (a burden I could not bear). Two (and probably more importantly) - I hate having anything close to my neck. I can barely even wear necklaces because I feel like they're biding their time to strangle me. It takes all of my willpower to wear a scarf when it's cold outside and I need it for warmth. But that should tell you just how cute these scarves were. They were pretty great.
I know it sounds like I did approximately three things all weekend, but seriously, it was busy! And fun! Yesterday afternoon especially, with the basketball watching (MSU!!!) and this absolutely delicious Ceaser salad with homemade dressing (I didn't make it but you can bet your bottom dollar I got that recipe). I wish I had taken a photo because of the massive size of this salad. It was, in a word, Uge (purposely spelled that way). And it did not have any anchovies whatsoever so it's delicious even for the non fish eating people of the world. Some of whom can expect to eat this the next time I see them. You know who you are.
Instead, what I have a picture of is the fabulous new bag I got from Target on Saturday:
I love everything about it, and I most of all love the fact that due to a gift card situation I had, this baby was less than $5 out of pocket and it holds EVERYTHING. I have become a giant-holds-everything-handbag lover. But you'll notice it doesn't have a giant clock on the front. Oh well, you can't have everything I guess.
Allow me to also quickly tell you that Target has so many adorable decorative scarves at the moment that I almost put down the bag and spent all of my money on as many scarves as possible, with this whole plan about I was going to become a fabulous lady who wears scarves all the time and has perfect hair (I feel like those two things go together. Perfect hair and decorative scarf wearing).
Luckily I remembered two vitally important facts at the last minute. One - my hair is about as far from perfect as possible and I would only let down my fellow scarf wearers (a burden I could not bear). Two (and probably more importantly) - I hate having anything close to my neck. I can barely even wear necklaces because I feel like they're biding their time to strangle me. It takes all of my willpower to wear a scarf when it's cold outside and I need it for warmth. But that should tell you just how cute these scarves were. They were pretty great.
Friday, March 27, 2009
recap city
I know I said I wasn't posting for the rest of the week, but seriously. I can't NOT recap last night's Grey's Anatomy. It would just feel wrong.
So last night's episode:
Holy crap when Owen was choking Christina I was freaking out. Big time. The marks on her neck were pretty intense, but I really wasn't that surprised when she forgave him and hugged him and wouldn't break up with him (yea yea I'll get to that). I don't blame Meredith for telling her that her turtleneck was gross, but not as gross as her hugging Owen after he choked her. If my friend's boyfriend left marks like that on her neck I'd want to kill him too.
The fact that I like Christina and Owen so much as a couple made it all the more heartbreaking when she told him she couldn't be with him because she was afraid to sleep next to him. Can't really blame her for that one. But here's hoping he lets Derek help him get better and we can have take 2 of Owen and Christina's relationship. Also I heard that Amy Madigan is coming back as the shrink, which is good. I liked her.
I'm very happy to have regular Derek back, and his non-proposal proposal in the elevator was perfect for those two. Only a couple of surgeons would discuss their relationship in terms of brains they had operated on together. It was cute. I did like how he kept trying to give the ring to her sort of like a lost puppy hoping she would take it and lead him where he needed to go, and I especially liked that she didn't fall for it. Excellent stuff.
And now Izzie. I knew we were headed for an Alex breakdown and it did not disappoint me. He asked himself/Meredith every question I had in my head about why he didn't see this coming, and he even called out that he was so used to crazy chicks in his life that he didn't think twice when she said she was seeing a ghost. I teared up when he started talking about how it was crap and that wasn't how he and Izzie were supposed to make babies, I'm not gonna lie.
Even though the superfriends were all sort of crappy leading up to Izzie's surgery because they were avoiding her and scared and all that, one of my favorite parts was when Alex crawled into Izzie's bed after the surgery and the following transpired (these quotes are probably not accurate, I don't have DVR to review so this is all from memory):
Izzie (drowsy and out of it): hey...
Alex: I splooged in a cup for you today.
Izzie: thanks?
I don't know why, but it was sort of perfect for them. Alex has come a long way but he's still sort of emotionally stunted, so that is a pretty believable way that he would tell her that he loves her and he's there for her.
I'm gonna need some Izzie/George resolution soon, though. We started tonight when he was smashing things and Callie came to talk some sense into him. He's angry and a little insulted, and I can understand that but he's still George so he'll still do the right thing in the end. And let's make that the next episode shall we? Thanks.
Speaking of the next episode, the fact that this one did not end with a "next week...." segment, that makes me fear that we won't see a new episode for awhile. Bummer.
So last night's episode:
Holy crap when Owen was choking Christina I was freaking out. Big time. The marks on her neck were pretty intense, but I really wasn't that surprised when she forgave him and hugged him and wouldn't break up with him (yea yea I'll get to that). I don't blame Meredith for telling her that her turtleneck was gross, but not as gross as her hugging Owen after he choked her. If my friend's boyfriend left marks like that on her neck I'd want to kill him too.
The fact that I like Christina and Owen so much as a couple made it all the more heartbreaking when she told him she couldn't be with him because she was afraid to sleep next to him. Can't really blame her for that one. But here's hoping he lets Derek help him get better and we can have take 2 of Owen and Christina's relationship. Also I heard that Amy Madigan is coming back as the shrink, which is good. I liked her.
I'm very happy to have regular Derek back, and his non-proposal proposal in the elevator was perfect for those two. Only a couple of surgeons would discuss their relationship in terms of brains they had operated on together. It was cute. I did like how he kept trying to give the ring to her sort of like a lost puppy hoping she would take it and lead him where he needed to go, and I especially liked that she didn't fall for it. Excellent stuff.
And now Izzie. I knew we were headed for an Alex breakdown and it did not disappoint me. He asked himself/Meredith every question I had in my head about why he didn't see this coming, and he even called out that he was so used to crazy chicks in his life that he didn't think twice when she said she was seeing a ghost. I teared up when he started talking about how it was crap and that wasn't how he and Izzie were supposed to make babies, I'm not gonna lie.
Even though the superfriends were all sort of crappy leading up to Izzie's surgery because they were avoiding her and scared and all that, one of my favorite parts was when Alex crawled into Izzie's bed after the surgery and the following transpired (these quotes are probably not accurate, I don't have DVR to review so this is all from memory):
Izzie (drowsy and out of it): hey...
Alex: I splooged in a cup for you today.
Izzie: thanks?
I don't know why, but it was sort of perfect for them. Alex has come a long way but he's still sort of emotionally stunted, so that is a pretty believable way that he would tell her that he loves her and he's there for her.
I'm gonna need some Izzie/George resolution soon, though. We started tonight when he was smashing things and Callie came to talk some sense into him. He's angry and a little insulted, and I can understand that but he's still George so he'll still do the right thing in the end. And let's make that the next episode shall we? Thanks.
Speaking of the next episode, the fact that this one did not end with a "next week...." segment, that makes me fear that we won't see a new episode for awhile. Bummer.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
break
I'm feeling a little out of it this week, and I'm not sure what my problem is exactly (though I think it may be the plague...it's been going around).
Anyway, I wanted you all to have fair warning, I'm pretty sure I'm taking the rest of the week off from posting.
Have a good one!
Anyway, I wanted you all to have fair warning, I'm pretty sure I'm taking the rest of the week off from posting.
Have a good one!
Monday, March 23, 2009
if only I were in charge of everything
Last night I went to go see what I thought would be a funny, entertaining movie with a couple of friends (on a school night, no less!). It was a 9:50 showing of I Love You, Man. 9:50 on a Sunday night. I don't know why, but I expected that people who go to movies late on Sunday evening would know how to behave.
I was so, so mistaken.
The movie itself was funny, and I'm sure I would have enjoyed it (though we agree - it's no Role Models). However, I can't be too sure until a second viewing because I definitely missed stuff thanks to the rudeness of EVERY OTHER PERSON IN THE THEATER.
It was so bad. At this point I'm pretty immune to one (or two) person(s) in a theater acting inappropriately (talking, playing with their cell phone, etc) and I've gotten pretty good at tuning it out so that it doesn't affect my movie going experience. This was on a whole other level.
The first sign of trouble came about 10 minutes before the movie was set to begin, when a large group of people walked in with several children in tow. Children. To an R-rated movie. At 9:50 on Sunday night. Children age 8 and below. Couple of infants. So not the right decision.
The women sitting in front of us chose to make liberal use of the fact that the seats rocked which would have been annoying enough, but I'm pretty sure they never stopped chatting for the entire movie, except for the 3 or 4 times they had to get up and move around.
The man sitting to my left had quite possibly one of the most obnoxious laughs I've ever heard, but I try not to judge. I was too busy being irritated at the asides he kept giving to his friends and the repetition of lines that had just been said on screen.
The couple sitting behind and to the left of me were having some sort of relationship discussion or something, with no effort whatsoever to keep their voices down, no matter how many dirty looks I gave them.
The group right behind me was doing much the same, but also apparently working on some plans for after the movie, if the cell phone conversations were any indication. "What? I'm at the movie. No it's the end. NO IT'S THE END OF THE MOVIE." Several people shushed them at one point, but that only made them louder in defiance.
Another guy sitting to the right kept pulling out his cell phone and playing with it during the movie as well. It was at that perfect angle where every time he lit up the screen it caught the corner of my eye. I'm pretty sure he took a couple of calls as well.
At one point in the middle of the movie, one of the infants got hold of a rattle. And shook it for a good five to ten minutes.
There were side conversations going on all through the theather, and I know I missed quite a bit of dialog (which is partly due to the fact that the sound really wasn't as high as I'm used to in a movie theater).
All things said and done, it was pretty unbelieveable. The best part is that it wasn't just a regular theater, it was this deal called the "Director's Hall" where the seats are supposed to be nicer, they're assigned, and the theater employees will take your order and bring concessions to you if you so choose. So of course, the tickets are like $12.50. Nothing like paying extra for a worse experience (before you ask, we didn't complain and ask for our money back. We probably could have, but it was late and we were tired and they are kind of jerks there so it's not guaranteed they would have done anything anyway. Plus, I didn't actually pay for my own ticket and I hate to complain because I don't want people to think I'm high maintenance).
I officially don't love any of the people in that theater, man (you know, except for the people I went with who actually know how to behave in public).
I was so, so mistaken.
The movie itself was funny, and I'm sure I would have enjoyed it (though we agree - it's no Role Models). However, I can't be too sure until a second viewing because I definitely missed stuff thanks to the rudeness of EVERY OTHER PERSON IN THE THEATER.
It was so bad. At this point I'm pretty immune to one (or two) person(s) in a theater acting inappropriately (talking, playing with their cell phone, etc) and I've gotten pretty good at tuning it out so that it doesn't affect my movie going experience. This was on a whole other level.
The first sign of trouble came about 10 minutes before the movie was set to begin, when a large group of people walked in with several children in tow. Children. To an R-rated movie. At 9:50 on Sunday night. Children age 8 and below. Couple of infants. So not the right decision.
The women sitting in front of us chose to make liberal use of the fact that the seats rocked which would have been annoying enough, but I'm pretty sure they never stopped chatting for the entire movie, except for the 3 or 4 times they had to get up and move around.
The man sitting to my left had quite possibly one of the most obnoxious laughs I've ever heard, but I try not to judge. I was too busy being irritated at the asides he kept giving to his friends and the repetition of lines that had just been said on screen.
The couple sitting behind and to the left of me were having some sort of relationship discussion or something, with no effort whatsoever to keep their voices down, no matter how many dirty looks I gave them.
The group right behind me was doing much the same, but also apparently working on some plans for after the movie, if the cell phone conversations were any indication. "What? I'm at the movie. No it's the end. NO IT'S THE END OF THE MOVIE." Several people shushed them at one point, but that only made them louder in defiance.
Another guy sitting to the right kept pulling out his cell phone and playing with it during the movie as well. It was at that perfect angle where every time he lit up the screen it caught the corner of my eye. I'm pretty sure he took a couple of calls as well.
At one point in the middle of the movie, one of the infants got hold of a rattle. And shook it for a good five to ten minutes.
There were side conversations going on all through the theather, and I know I missed quite a bit of dialog (which is partly due to the fact that the sound really wasn't as high as I'm used to in a movie theater).
All things said and done, it was pretty unbelieveable. The best part is that it wasn't just a regular theater, it was this deal called the "Director's Hall" where the seats are supposed to be nicer, they're assigned, and the theater employees will take your order and bring concessions to you if you so choose. So of course, the tickets are like $12.50. Nothing like paying extra for a worse experience (before you ask, we didn't complain and ask for our money back. We probably could have, but it was late and we were tired and they are kind of jerks there so it's not guaranteed they would have done anything anyway. Plus, I didn't actually pay for my own ticket and I hate to complain because I don't want people to think I'm high maintenance).
I officially don't love any of the people in that theater, man (you know, except for the people I went with who actually know how to behave in public).
Friday, March 20, 2009
just a guy in the woods with some beer
Last night's Grey's episode:
Every time they showed "Blow Hole" I kept thinking to myself that the thing that guy had to be wearing to keep his lips pushed back probably started to really hurt after awhile. Or they were using some more of the same CGI action they used for Two-Face in The Dark Knight. Either way, yikes. His internet orchid club friends were so cute, especially the older lady.
I like Derek's mountain man beard. I also like how they showed how dynamic a guy he is that when people go out to help snap him out of it he really just manages to sink them down into his depression. Of course, Bailey did send quite possibly two of the most damaged people at that hospital to go get him, so that could have been a factor.
Good for the Chief not falling into his trap though, "because I'm older than you." He knows better, Man. Patrick Dempsey is kind of scary when he's mad. I wouldn't want to be alone with him.
The intern love triangle was pretty funny, but nothing really stands out about it other than George finally got something to do for more than 10 seconds. Meredith's 'bailey' speech in the bathroom was pretty funny.
I'm not sure I buy Mark letting Lexie scrub in and actually do stuff on his face transplant surgery, even if he is sleeping with her. Remember a few seasons ago when he wouldn't even let Alex touch his patient? Clearly it was a two person job to lift the face and position it, but I feel like he would have wanted Bailey or Callie or at least one of the non-interns to help on this surgery he's working toward for three years, I don't care how smart Lexie is. But then we wouldn't have had all the other interns making fun of them. I know he picked Izzie and then kicked her out when she started screaming at her interns, but why not get Alex or somebody else?
When Christina finally caved and told Alex and Bailey about Izzie right before cutting, at first I was like, "um, isn't that a major HIPAA violation?" But then I was ok with it because even though Christina is A doctor, she's not Izzie's doctor, so she can pretty much tell whoever she wants. I liked how she had to get it off her chest in order to be able to do her surgery (although I was clearly wrong in my prediction of how long it would take for everyone to find out).
Alex's seeming lack of a reaction is making me a little nervous, I do think that means we're headed for a meltdown. However, as he's shown us, Alex Karev does a meltdown pretty well so it'll be good TV when it happens.
Now this could be me totally reading into things, but why did it seem like George's arrival on the 'turn Izzie into the patient' scene was the most dramatic? He rushes in, their eyes meet, an understanding passes between them... and he was the only one who picked up something was wrong starting back weeks ago, despite the fact that he's been keeping his distance. I guess I'm just not sure how he picked up that something was seriously wrong with her before Alex did. Unless it's because Alex is so used to crazy (his mom, Ava) that nothing can really phase him anymore, which I guess I can go along with. Still it seems like maybe Alex shouldn't have been totally blindsided when Christina blurted in the middle of surgery. Though it would probably make for a less impressive meltdown later if he already suspected something.
Meredith was all about the speeches last night, first to the interns and then to Derek when she told him she would not still love him if he weren't a surgeon. When she first said it I was like, 'whoa, harsh' but then she explained herself and it makes total sense. I'm not sure I could respect someone with a gift for saving lives who just walks away from it either. And in the end I think it was what he ultimately needed to hear. Sort of a 'yea you messed up and killed somebody this time, but you are still one of twenty people in the world with a particular skill set and the people who come to you don't have much chance anyway so clearly a lot of them are going to die but get over it and get back to doing what you do.'
I'm really looking forward to every remaining episode this season, which is pretty great.
Every time they showed "Blow Hole" I kept thinking to myself that the thing that guy had to be wearing to keep his lips pushed back probably started to really hurt after awhile. Or they were using some more of the same CGI action they used for Two-Face in The Dark Knight. Either way, yikes. His internet orchid club friends were so cute, especially the older lady.
I like Derek's mountain man beard. I also like how they showed how dynamic a guy he is that when people go out to help snap him out of it he really just manages to sink them down into his depression. Of course, Bailey did send quite possibly two of the most damaged people at that hospital to go get him, so that could have been a factor.
Good for the Chief not falling into his trap though, "because I'm older than you." He knows better, Man. Patrick Dempsey is kind of scary when he's mad. I wouldn't want to be alone with him.
The intern love triangle was pretty funny, but nothing really stands out about it other than George finally got something to do for more than 10 seconds. Meredith's 'bailey' speech in the bathroom was pretty funny.
I'm not sure I buy Mark letting Lexie scrub in and actually do stuff on his face transplant surgery, even if he is sleeping with her. Remember a few seasons ago when he wouldn't even let Alex touch his patient? Clearly it was a two person job to lift the face and position it, but I feel like he would have wanted Bailey or Callie or at least one of the non-interns to help on this surgery he's working toward for three years, I don't care how smart Lexie is. But then we wouldn't have had all the other interns making fun of them. I know he picked Izzie and then kicked her out when she started screaming at her interns, but why not get Alex or somebody else?
When Christina finally caved and told Alex and Bailey about Izzie right before cutting, at first I was like, "um, isn't that a major HIPAA violation?" But then I was ok with it because even though Christina is A doctor, she's not Izzie's doctor, so she can pretty much tell whoever she wants. I liked how she had to get it off her chest in order to be able to do her surgery (although I was clearly wrong in my prediction of how long it would take for everyone to find out).
Alex's seeming lack of a reaction is making me a little nervous, I do think that means we're headed for a meltdown. However, as he's shown us, Alex Karev does a meltdown pretty well so it'll be good TV when it happens.
Now this could be me totally reading into things, but why did it seem like George's arrival on the 'turn Izzie into the patient' scene was the most dramatic? He rushes in, their eyes meet, an understanding passes between them... and he was the only one who picked up something was wrong starting back weeks ago, despite the fact that he's been keeping his distance. I guess I'm just not sure how he picked up that something was seriously wrong with her before Alex did. Unless it's because Alex is so used to crazy (his mom, Ava) that nothing can really phase him anymore, which I guess I can go along with. Still it seems like maybe Alex shouldn't have been totally blindsided when Christina blurted in the middle of surgery. Though it would probably make for a less impressive meltdown later if he already suspected something.
Meredith was all about the speeches last night, first to the interns and then to Derek when she told him she would not still love him if he weren't a surgeon. When she first said it I was like, 'whoa, harsh' but then she explained herself and it makes total sense. I'm not sure I could respect someone with a gift for saving lives who just walks away from it either. And in the end I think it was what he ultimately needed to hear. Sort of a 'yea you messed up and killed somebody this time, but you are still one of twenty people in the world with a particular skill set and the people who come to you don't have much chance anyway so clearly a lot of them are going to die but get over it and get back to doing what you do.'
I'm really looking forward to every remaining episode this season, which is pretty great.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
I just totally caved and broke my own rule. I pre-ordered Twilight on DVD even though they're only coming out with a multi-disc special edition.
I am a dirty, no good hypocrite.
In my defense...no, there is no defense. It's ridiculous. I have no self control.
*sigh
I am a dirty, no good hypocrite.
In my defense...no, there is no defense. It's ridiculous. I have no self control.
*sigh
nice little break
Yesterday, as I'm sure you know, was Evacuation Day (yea, and you thought it was St. Patrick's Day, pshhh) (for those of you who don't know, it's the day those dirty Redcoats left our shores) which means that state workers in Suffolk County got the day off. Which further means that people who happen to work in state buildings got yesterday off.
I had yesterday off and I did not have one drop of alcohol.
It was a beautiful sunny day. I slept in, I went to breakfast, I went shopping, I went to a movie, I went to the grocery store, I took a leisurely stroll through both downtown Boston and quaint little Winthrop, I made a failed attempt to get a Shamrock Shake because apparently not every McDonald's carries them, which is total crap. But it's ok, instead I had ice cream for lunch at the movies. Which I realized later was an ice cream cookie sandwich (you see the issue there?) but I'm giving myself a pass because a) I didn't realize it was a sandwich at the time (I ordered the 'cookie thing' and pointed so you see I wasn't even thinking it and it was an honest mistake and b) it was (sort of) a holiday.
I'M NOT PERFECT, DON'T JUDGE ME.
Oh, sorry. Sometimes I get carried away. It was a lovely day off, I wish I had another one!
I had yesterday off and I did not have one drop of alcohol.
It was a beautiful sunny day. I slept in, I went to breakfast, I went shopping, I went to a movie, I went to the grocery store, I took a leisurely stroll through both downtown Boston and quaint little Winthrop, I made a failed attempt to get a Shamrock Shake because apparently not every McDonald's carries them, which is total crap. But it's ok, instead I had ice cream for lunch at the movies. Which I realized later was an ice cream cookie sandwich (you see the issue there?) but I'm giving myself a pass because a) I didn't realize it was a sandwich at the time (I ordered the 'cookie thing' and pointed so you see I wasn't even thinking it and it was an honest mistake and b) it was (sort of) a holiday.
I'M NOT PERFECT, DON'T JUDGE ME.
Oh, sorry. Sometimes I get carried away. It was a lovely day off, I wish I had another one!
Monday, March 16, 2009
that was a crazy game of singstar...
Weekends 'round here have been on the tame side lately, with a serious lack of wild times and crazy shenanigans. Which is always worthwhile every now and again, particularly when people are trying to save money for various real life things they have going on.
Many of our Fridays recently look like this:
I hang out with the girls right after work on Friday, we either go shopping, take in a movie, etc. Afterward we start thinking about getting some dinner at which time we call Sacha and he shoots that down because he won't leave his apartment, so we just go to Floyd's Cove and hang out where Sacha tries to convince me to watch Wife Swap or all of us to play SingStar. I always say no to the first, and we all usually shoot down the second because we're tired or someone is falling asleep already or some people have bad voices (me) and other people cheat and win all the time like punks BUT IT'S FINE. ahem.
The rest of our weekends usually look like this:
Everyone else has grownup things to do because they actually are grownups and I am not so I watch a lot of movies and basically do nothing of value.
However, this past Saturday I got a text from Toni fairly early letting me know that Sacha and Alisa had decided to go to NYC all spur of the moment and she (Toni) opted not to go. We decided we'd do fun girlie movie time or something later on.
Round about 5:00 I got a phone call from Toni, stating that she had been sitting on her couch all day (I was doing much the same) and that maybe we should go out for a drink somewhere. I immediately jumped on this as a fantastic idea and we set about deciding where to go. Someplace with an ok vibe, that's pretty chill, and easy to get to (i.e. doesn't require actually driving into Boston, or driving anywhere for that matter). We finally settle on this hotel/restaurant that's actually in our neighborhood and while I've heard bad things about the food (apparently everything tastes like Ritz crackers) it has a cute little lounge, so we put on our fancy shoes and had some cocktails (it is a universal truth that everything is better with fancy shoes).
After about three hours and four drinks each, we came to the conclusion that perhaps having skipped dinner was not the best way to go. We set off for Floyd's Cove, in search of food. Upon getting into the house, we took one look at each other and determined (quite rightly) that neither of us was in any condition to operate an oven. We ordered pizza, and then proceeded to pour ourselves some more drinks (because clearly that was what we needed). After eating the glorious, glorious pizza, Toni had the brilliant idea of playing SingStar.
Let me tell you, we are a couple of talented ladies. TALENTED. I think you'd be hard pressed to find two people who can belt out a power ballad with more gusto than the two of us (particularly after several cocktails). Add in the dance moves and forget about it. You can't take us. We played until about two in the morning when finally our voices were getting so hoarse we could barely speak anymore, let alone sing.
I collected my belongings and returned to my apartment, where I collapsed into my bed.
It was a fantastic evening, and I most definitely paid for it with a hangover all day yesterday which caused me to go to bed at 7:30 and sleep until this morning. I'm not quite the rock star I used to be (except when I'm playing SingStar, obviously).
Many of our Fridays recently look like this:
I hang out with the girls right after work on Friday, we either go shopping, take in a movie, etc. Afterward we start thinking about getting some dinner at which time we call Sacha and he shoots that down because he won't leave his apartment, so we just go to Floyd's Cove and hang out where Sacha tries to convince me to watch Wife Swap or all of us to play SingStar. I always say no to the first, and we all usually shoot down the second because we're tired or someone is falling asleep already or some people have bad voices (me) and other people cheat and win all the time like punks BUT IT'S FINE. ahem.
The rest of our weekends usually look like this:
Everyone else has grownup things to do because they actually are grownups and I am not so I watch a lot of movies and basically do nothing of value.
However, this past Saturday I got a text from Toni fairly early letting me know that Sacha and Alisa had decided to go to NYC all spur of the moment and she (Toni) opted not to go. We decided we'd do fun girlie movie time or something later on.
Round about 5:00 I got a phone call from Toni, stating that she had been sitting on her couch all day (I was doing much the same) and that maybe we should go out for a drink somewhere. I immediately jumped on this as a fantastic idea and we set about deciding where to go. Someplace with an ok vibe, that's pretty chill, and easy to get to (i.e. doesn't require actually driving into Boston, or driving anywhere for that matter). We finally settle on this hotel/restaurant that's actually in our neighborhood and while I've heard bad things about the food (apparently everything tastes like Ritz crackers) it has a cute little lounge, so we put on our fancy shoes and had some cocktails (it is a universal truth that everything is better with fancy shoes).
After about three hours and four drinks each, we came to the conclusion that perhaps having skipped dinner was not the best way to go. We set off for Floyd's Cove, in search of food. Upon getting into the house, we took one look at each other and determined (quite rightly) that neither of us was in any condition to operate an oven. We ordered pizza, and then proceeded to pour ourselves some more drinks (because clearly that was what we needed). After eating the glorious, glorious pizza, Toni had the brilliant idea of playing SingStar.
Let me tell you, we are a couple of talented ladies. TALENTED. I think you'd be hard pressed to find two people who can belt out a power ballad with more gusto than the two of us (particularly after several cocktails). Add in the dance moves and forget about it. You can't take us. We played until about two in the morning when finally our voices were getting so hoarse we could barely speak anymore, let alone sing.
I collected my belongings and returned to my apartment, where I collapsed into my bed.
It was a fantastic evening, and I most definitely paid for it with a hangover all day yesterday which caused me to go to bed at 7:30 and sleep until this morning. I'm not quite the rock star I used to be (except when I'm playing SingStar, obviously).
Friday, March 13, 2009
fallout
Finally, the glorious return of Grey's Anatomy. Oh, how I've missed it.
Overall, I thought this was a pretty great episode. As always, here are my thoughts:
Derek all disheveled and un-showered on the couch eating Alex's cereal and sitting on Lexie's keys while the roommates huddle together and talk about him = awesome
Derek all dressed up for his meeting with the lawyers sinking into depression about his death rate and walking out on the Chief = not so good
Derek drunkenly hitting beer cans (and a diamond ring) with a baseball bat after having moved all his stuff out of Meredith's house = very bad news
I was proud of Meredith in the last scene where she refused to be scared off by all the terrible things he was saying to her, I am actually kind of enjoying the role reversal where she's the grownup and he's the scared running away one. But only if this gets worked out very quickly; I'll buy that she's healed these days but I will not buy that she's going to sit around and let him yell mean things at her for a long time. She's an extraordinary woman, after all.
I enjoyed Mark making fun of Derek for his "creepy, perfect hair" and I'm not really mad at him for not trying to talk to Derek since the fight. Granted, Mark has not always been the world's greatest friend, but he's taken a lot of crap from Derek over the years, and now when he's finally trying to be honorable he gets crapped on again. That being said, I don't think he'll hold out much longer before he tries to break D out of zombie mode. After all, he's all put back together now, thanks to Lexie (say it together now, awww).
I'm glad we finally know what's wrong with Izzie, a mo8p7aw[03oij aw; melanoma (or something close to that), she's only got a few months and a 5% survival rate. FINALLY, WE KNOW. I think the rest of the season is going to be her sort of saying goodbye to everyone (like she started to do with Alex and Meredith/Christina last night). I teared up a little when Alex was excited about being the future of the hospital but he didn't want it if she wasn't right there with him. Uh oh. Last night I found myself thinking 'she's working on another Emmy nomination out of the rest of this season.' If she keeps it up like last night, I'd say she's well on her way. Good stuff.
I think we can also finally prepare for George to have some more meaty storylines, as we have discovered that he's been keeping his distance because of Alex, but he still cares and he's still here. I predict he will come through big time when the secret is finally out.
Speaking of which, how long do you think until the secret is finally leaked? I have to imagine it'll be at least a couple of weeks. First we'll have to go through all of the Christina and Izzie drama now that Christina is the only person who knows. I like that that was the first choice of people to tell because she's a robot who can take it. I'm finally excited to see what's going to happen next, instead of frustrated and impatient for it to hurry up and get there. I think Alex will be the last person to find out, and he'll probably first guess something wrong, like that she's sleeping with George again when he suddenly starts hanging around more.
Christina and Owen get more and more interesting every week. I love that dynamic, where he's terrified of what he might do to her because he's so damaged and she's pretty much having to prove over and over that she can take it and she's not some fragile lady (like his ex fiancee).
Christina and Meredith talking about their respective man trouble at lunch was great, I've missed those kinds of conversations. Izzie's commentary was excellent, "you guys are hilarious. Do you even know what she just said?" The nursing home bit about them talking at each other without their hearing aids was good stuff.
I love love love that Bailey called Adele in to smack sense into the Chief. It may have been a little childish, but your options are pretty limited when the person you're having conflict with won't speak to you. It felt like an extra prize or something...not only did we get a Bailey speech, but we got an Adele speech to go with it. Love it! Hopefully the Chief will finally simmer down about the peds thing and tap into his soft side to bring the hospital back together.
I don't have a lot to say about Callie this week, though I did like her exchange with Mark after she used him to hide from 'Arizona' due to embarassment over the bar situation.
The patients this week were pretty good: the band kid with the heart issue, the siblings with the scary stomach cancer.
I can't wait for next week!
Overall, I thought this was a pretty great episode. As always, here are my thoughts:
Derek all disheveled and un-showered on the couch eating Alex's cereal and sitting on Lexie's keys while the roommates huddle together and talk about him = awesome
Derek all dressed up for his meeting with the lawyers sinking into depression about his death rate and walking out on the Chief = not so good
Derek drunkenly hitting beer cans (and a diamond ring) with a baseball bat after having moved all his stuff out of Meredith's house = very bad news
I was proud of Meredith in the last scene where she refused to be scared off by all the terrible things he was saying to her, I am actually kind of enjoying the role reversal where she's the grownup and he's the scared running away one. But only if this gets worked out very quickly; I'll buy that she's healed these days but I will not buy that she's going to sit around and let him yell mean things at her for a long time. She's an extraordinary woman, after all.
I enjoyed Mark making fun of Derek for his "creepy, perfect hair" and I'm not really mad at him for not trying to talk to Derek since the fight. Granted, Mark has not always been the world's greatest friend, but he's taken a lot of crap from Derek over the years, and now when he's finally trying to be honorable he gets crapped on again. That being said, I don't think he'll hold out much longer before he tries to break D out of zombie mode. After all, he's all put back together now, thanks to Lexie (say it together now, awww).
I'm glad we finally know what's wrong with Izzie, a mo8p7aw[03oij aw; melanoma (or something close to that), she's only got a few months and a 5% survival rate. FINALLY, WE KNOW. I think the rest of the season is going to be her sort of saying goodbye to everyone (like she started to do with Alex and Meredith/Christina last night). I teared up a little when Alex was excited about being the future of the hospital but he didn't want it if she wasn't right there with him. Uh oh. Last night I found myself thinking 'she's working on another Emmy nomination out of the rest of this season.' If she keeps it up like last night, I'd say she's well on her way. Good stuff.
I think we can also finally prepare for George to have some more meaty storylines, as we have discovered that he's been keeping his distance because of Alex, but he still cares and he's still here. I predict he will come through big time when the secret is finally out.
Speaking of which, how long do you think until the secret is finally leaked? I have to imagine it'll be at least a couple of weeks. First we'll have to go through all of the Christina and Izzie drama now that Christina is the only person who knows. I like that that was the first choice of people to tell because she's a robot who can take it. I'm finally excited to see what's going to happen next, instead of frustrated and impatient for it to hurry up and get there. I think Alex will be the last person to find out, and he'll probably first guess something wrong, like that she's sleeping with George again when he suddenly starts hanging around more.
Christina and Owen get more and more interesting every week. I love that dynamic, where he's terrified of what he might do to her because he's so damaged and she's pretty much having to prove over and over that she can take it and she's not some fragile lady (like his ex fiancee).
Christina and Meredith talking about their respective man trouble at lunch was great, I've missed those kinds of conversations. Izzie's commentary was excellent, "you guys are hilarious. Do you even know what she just said?" The nursing home bit about them talking at each other without their hearing aids was good stuff.
I love love love that Bailey called Adele in to smack sense into the Chief. It may have been a little childish, but your options are pretty limited when the person you're having conflict with won't speak to you. It felt like an extra prize or something...not only did we get a Bailey speech, but we got an Adele speech to go with it. Love it! Hopefully the Chief will finally simmer down about the peds thing and tap into his soft side to bring the hospital back together.
I don't have a lot to say about Callie this week, though I did like her exchange with Mark after she used him to hide from 'Arizona' due to embarassment over the bar situation.
The patients this week were pretty good: the band kid with the heart issue, the siblings with the scary stomach cancer.
I can't wait for next week!
Thursday, March 12, 2009
reasons to love apartment living
My apartment is one of about 5 in a house.
When I was young, I always thought that living in an apartment would mean there were always people to chat with as you passed your neighbors coming in and out of your place, probably there would be that one kooky neighbor who always came over, and the landlord would often be around fixing little things or generally maintaining the property.
I blame TV and movies for this.
In my building now, I couldn't pick most of my neighbors out of a lineup. In fact, I don't think I have ever actually seen a person enter or exit the apartment across from mine. Sometimes the door is ajar, and someone listens to music with a really repetitive baseline on weekends, and they do a lot of Spanish karaoke at 1am, but they could just be vampires who like Spanish music. If that were the case, it would definitely make them the coolest neighbors I have.
The other apartment on my floor (the door is on my floor, the apartment is actually on the floor above) has an indeterminate number of people living there, but one of them is a small child who they bring in and out around 11:00pm and who is always crying. I'm not exaggerating when I say that every time the child comes in or goes out it is throwing a tantrum of some kind. When the child is not being dragged in and out screaming, it is running back and forth across the floor (my ceiling) at about 7:00am on the weekends, wearing combat boots or something close.
The downstairs neighbors who share the main entrance are extremely unfriendly and they have a golden retriever who barks nonstop (pets are not actually allowed in my house) and the only contact I have had with them is when they first moved in and my shower leaked into their apartment and the guy came whining to me about it like I would be able to do anything for him. I am still trying to determine if they're a married couple or brother and sister (they have the same last name, which I know from looking through the mail which all gets tossed on this little table in the front vestibule). If they hear anyone on the stairs at the same time they are leaving their apartment, the door slams and the dog starts barking, and they wait there until whoever it is has passed. If by some chance I do happen to pass one of them and give a little smile and nod, they give a look that says they'd prefer to punch me in the face rather than greet me, and they just keep walking.
The final neighbors actually live around the side of the house so I hardly ever see them, but at least I get a smile and a nod from the lady whenever we do happen to run into each other.
As for my landlord, they really only ever come out to the house when someone calls to tell them something is broken. And sometimes not even then. The dryer in the basement broke in April of 2007 and I'm still not sure it's fixed (I stopped going into our basement, it looks like a scene straight out of a horror movie and I know better than to willing walk into a space where someone is likely to come at me with a chainsaw). It took over a week for me to get them out when my shower was leaking, which is when I really came to appreciate indoor plumbing (I had to use friends' showers, it was not fun). It took over 24 hours to get an electrician in when my bedroom fan/light fixture fell out of the ceiling (which seemed like a fire hazard). And after months and months of the lights not working properly in the public hallway, I finally called on Monday to ask them to fix it (yes, I probably should have called earlier, but I would argue that it's not unreasonable to expect someone to show up at least once in three months to check the place out).
I will say that not only did they fix the lights, but they put in all new fixtures and a light sensor. It's pretty great not fearing for my life when I come home at night because I can't see the stairs at all.
So I'm left to wonder, is it me? Are other places more neighbor/landlord friendly? Someday I'd like to live in one of those places.
When I was young, I always thought that living in an apartment would mean there were always people to chat with as you passed your neighbors coming in and out of your place, probably there would be that one kooky neighbor who always came over, and the landlord would often be around fixing little things or generally maintaining the property.
I blame TV and movies for this.
In my building now, I couldn't pick most of my neighbors out of a lineup. In fact, I don't think I have ever actually seen a person enter or exit the apartment across from mine. Sometimes the door is ajar, and someone listens to music with a really repetitive baseline on weekends, and they do a lot of Spanish karaoke at 1am, but they could just be vampires who like Spanish music. If that were the case, it would definitely make them the coolest neighbors I have.
The other apartment on my floor (the door is on my floor, the apartment is actually on the floor above) has an indeterminate number of people living there, but one of them is a small child who they bring in and out around 11:00pm and who is always crying. I'm not exaggerating when I say that every time the child comes in or goes out it is throwing a tantrum of some kind. When the child is not being dragged in and out screaming, it is running back and forth across the floor (my ceiling) at about 7:00am on the weekends, wearing combat boots or something close.
The downstairs neighbors who share the main entrance are extremely unfriendly and they have a golden retriever who barks nonstop (pets are not actually allowed in my house) and the only contact I have had with them is when they first moved in and my shower leaked into their apartment and the guy came whining to me about it like I would be able to do anything for him. I am still trying to determine if they're a married couple or brother and sister (they have the same last name, which I know from looking through the mail which all gets tossed on this little table in the front vestibule). If they hear anyone on the stairs at the same time they are leaving their apartment, the door slams and the dog starts barking, and they wait there until whoever it is has passed. If by some chance I do happen to pass one of them and give a little smile and nod, they give a look that says they'd prefer to punch me in the face rather than greet me, and they just keep walking.
The final neighbors actually live around the side of the house so I hardly ever see them, but at least I get a smile and a nod from the lady whenever we do happen to run into each other.
As for my landlord, they really only ever come out to the house when someone calls to tell them something is broken. And sometimes not even then. The dryer in the basement broke in April of 2007 and I'm still not sure it's fixed (I stopped going into our basement, it looks like a scene straight out of a horror movie and I know better than to willing walk into a space where someone is likely to come at me with a chainsaw). It took over a week for me to get them out when my shower was leaking, which is when I really came to appreciate indoor plumbing (I had to use friends' showers, it was not fun). It took over 24 hours to get an electrician in when my bedroom fan/light fixture fell out of the ceiling (which seemed like a fire hazard). And after months and months of the lights not working properly in the public hallway, I finally called on Monday to ask them to fix it (yes, I probably should have called earlier, but I would argue that it's not unreasonable to expect someone to show up at least once in three months to check the place out).
I will say that not only did they fix the lights, but they put in all new fixtures and a light sensor. It's pretty great not fearing for my life when I come home at night because I can't see the stairs at all.
So I'm left to wonder, is it me? Are other places more neighbor/landlord friendly? Someday I'd like to live in one of those places.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
further evidence that I am a total freakshow
I realize that this may be one of the strangest posts I've ever written, but all I can tell you is the mind wanders where it wanders, and that's what I put here.
There are random pieces of misfortune that have never happened to me (so far) and I secretly (well, not anymore) want to experience them just to know what it would be like. I'm not saying I would enjoy any of them, it's more a sort of morbid curiosity as to how I would handle it.
I'm not talking major catastrophes or anything, more like this:
So, these are the sorts of things I think about pretty regularly, and part of the reason I think there may be something wrong with me. :)
There are random pieces of misfortune that have never happened to me (so far) and I secretly (well, not anymore) want to experience them just to know what it would be like. I'm not saying I would enjoy any of them, it's more a sort of morbid curiosity as to how I would handle it.
I'm not talking major catastrophes or anything, more like this:
- Getting stuck in an elevator (would I get all claustrophobic and freak out? Or would I be a cool customer and wait patiently for help to arrive?)
- Being punched in the face (would I pass out? Punch back? Get a black eye?)
- related: throw a punch (would I break my hand? Even make a connection? Have any force behind it whatsoever?)
- Getting stitches (this one kind of surprises me. For as many injuries as I've sustained due to being completely accident prone, I've never had stitches - wisdom teeth don't count. Do they hurt? Would the sight of them gross me out? Would I have a cool scar?)
So, these are the sorts of things I think about pretty regularly, and part of the reason I think there may be something wrong with me. :)
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
'Karen'
The day after whatever shows I like are on, I always go online to read the recap and see if other people noticed/liked the same things that I noticed/liked. I also just like to relive things, which is why I will watch a movie over and over, buy TV shows on DVD and read every email I get at least three times.
Imagine my dismay when the recap for last night's How I Met Your Mother failed to show up on tvguide.com. Talk about your day ruiner (oh wait, no that was falling on the ice). I have decided to take matters into my own hands and do a rcap of my own.
Let me start out by saying that Dane Cook has this bit where he talks about how there's one person in every group of friends that nobody else really likes very much. His hypothetical friend is named Karen, and his zinger is that behind her back everyone always says, "Karen is such a douche." That immediately sprung to mind when Ted's ex girlfriend showed up and she was clearly pretty douchy, and her name was Karen. Set the tone right away.
These are my highlights:
Laura Prepon looked way better in last night's show than she did during the entire run of That 70's Show. I don't know why.
I love how the flashbacks always bring back situations that we're already familiar with instead of manufacturing new ones to fit the circumstances (which I think shows how great the writing is in this show). Barney having a meal with Wendy the waitress and Robin having a meal with the sports guy from Metro News One (both from "The Platinum Rule"*).
I like how Barney is still convinced that Wendy is trying to kill him, even though she may be the least psycho ex girlfriend anyone's ever had.
This may just be me, but the waiter from when Ted was having lunch with Karen looked a LOT like Scooter to me. I'd have to watch it again to see if it really was him, but after he and Lily had lunch and he said that if she liked waiters he'd be the best waiter ever, if they got someone who looked just like him to actually play a waiter, that's tricky. I prefer to think it was actually him. Which would make sense, because Lily grew up in NYC (right?) and he was her high school boyfriend so it's not completely outside the realm of possibility.
I think the rest of the season is going to see a lot more scenes taking place at the bar because of both Lily and Robin being pregnant in real life. You can't exactly tone down both the female leads' parts at the same time. I don't really have an opinion on this, I'm just making an observation.
I like how Marshall didn't go home after work to change out of the pants that Barney shredded, but just kept on wearing them. That might have been funnier than the whole pants story (with the exception of Barney's reaction to it).
The funniest part of Robin's sleeping pill sleepwalking was when she saw Ted and Karen making out on the couch and said, "Hi Ted, hi Lily. Don't worry, I won't tell Marshall."
When Ted was breaking up with Karen and he said, "blah blah blah, au revoir" and Karen replied, "actually, au revoir means 'until I see you again' blah blah blah" I thought of "Spoiler Alert"* when Robin noticed that Ted is always correcting people with "actually..." So I guess we know where he got that.
It looks as though Karen will be back again next week, I hope the shenanigans get outrageous. I'm trying to figure out who I think Ted will catch her sleeping with. Originally I was going to say Barney, but since we already went there with Robin I think someone else. Maybe someone random, but I think it would be better if it was someone we've seen before. Oooh, maybe she'll officially come on to Marshall and Lily will take her out. That would be pretty sweet.
*It's entirely possible that I watch this show too much. I'm ok with that.
Imagine my dismay when the recap for last night's How I Met Your Mother failed to show up on tvguide.com. Talk about your day ruiner (oh wait, no that was falling on the ice). I have decided to take matters into my own hands and do a rcap of my own.
Let me start out by saying that Dane Cook has this bit where he talks about how there's one person in every group of friends that nobody else really likes very much. His hypothetical friend is named Karen, and his zinger is that behind her back everyone always says, "Karen is such a douche." That immediately sprung to mind when Ted's ex girlfriend showed up and she was clearly pretty douchy, and her name was Karen. Set the tone right away.
These are my highlights:
Laura Prepon looked way better in last night's show than she did during the entire run of That 70's Show. I don't know why.
I love how the flashbacks always bring back situations that we're already familiar with instead of manufacturing new ones to fit the circumstances (which I think shows how great the writing is in this show). Barney having a meal with Wendy the waitress and Robin having a meal with the sports guy from Metro News One (both from "The Platinum Rule"*).
I like how Barney is still convinced that Wendy is trying to kill him, even though she may be the least psycho ex girlfriend anyone's ever had.
This may just be me, but the waiter from when Ted was having lunch with Karen looked a LOT like Scooter to me. I'd have to watch it again to see if it really was him, but after he and Lily had lunch and he said that if she liked waiters he'd be the best waiter ever, if they got someone who looked just like him to actually play a waiter, that's tricky. I prefer to think it was actually him. Which would make sense, because Lily grew up in NYC (right?) and he was her high school boyfriend so it's not completely outside the realm of possibility.
I think the rest of the season is going to see a lot more scenes taking place at the bar because of both Lily and Robin being pregnant in real life. You can't exactly tone down both the female leads' parts at the same time. I don't really have an opinion on this, I'm just making an observation.
I like how Marshall didn't go home after work to change out of the pants that Barney shredded, but just kept on wearing them. That might have been funnier than the whole pants story (with the exception of Barney's reaction to it).
The funniest part of Robin's sleeping pill sleepwalking was when she saw Ted and Karen making out on the couch and said, "Hi Ted, hi Lily. Don't worry, I won't tell Marshall."
When Ted was breaking up with Karen and he said, "blah blah blah, au revoir" and Karen replied, "actually, au revoir means 'until I see you again' blah blah blah" I thought of "Spoiler Alert"* when Robin noticed that Ted is always correcting people with "actually..." So I guess we know where he got that.
It looks as though Karen will be back again next week, I hope the shenanigans get outrageous. I'm trying to figure out who I think Ted will catch her sleeping with. Originally I was going to say Barney, but since we already went there with Robin I think someone else. Maybe someone random, but I think it would be better if it was someone we've seen before. Oooh, maybe she'll officially come on to Marshall and Lily will take her out. That would be pretty sweet.
*It's entirely possible that I watch this show too much. I'm ok with that.
beige
I gotta tell you, it's kind of shaping up to be a throwaway sort of week. The most exciting things happening this week so far are:
I found the shoes I'm hoping to wear with my bridesmaid dress in Sacha & Toni's wedding. They should be here by the end of the week. I hope they're just as magical and spectacular as i think they are.
I ordered Role Models on DVD, which will be sitting on my doorstep when I get home. That movie was one of the funniest I have seen in a LONG time. It's sort of wrong and my mother is definitely not allowed to watch it (nor would she want to), but seriously. Hilarious.
And...yea that's really it. I saw Watchmen on Sunday, it was spectacular. The soundtrack is top notch, I downloaded it immediately upon getting home from the theater.
So you see, I'm very boring. And I fell on the ice getting off the bus this morning. One step on the sidewalk, straight onto my bum. Trying to figure out a way to sit without my left side hitting the chair has made for an interesting day thus far. And my pants are dirty, so I look a little like a sloppy freak who doesn't know how to sit or do laundry. I mean, it is Tuesday after all.
I found the shoes I'm hoping to wear with my bridesmaid dress in Sacha & Toni's wedding. They should be here by the end of the week. I hope they're just as magical and spectacular as i think they are.
I ordered Role Models on DVD, which will be sitting on my doorstep when I get home. That movie was one of the funniest I have seen in a LONG time. It's sort of wrong and my mother is definitely not allowed to watch it (nor would she want to), but seriously. Hilarious.
And...yea that's really it. I saw Watchmen on Sunday, it was spectacular. The soundtrack is top notch, I downloaded it immediately upon getting home from the theater.
So you see, I'm very boring. And I fell on the ice getting off the bus this morning. One step on the sidewalk, straight onto my bum. Trying to figure out a way to sit without my left side hitting the chair has made for an interesting day thus far. And my pants are dirty, so I look a little like a sloppy freak who doesn't know how to sit or do laundry. I mean, it is Tuesday after all.
Friday, March 06, 2009
coming attractions
Due to the sad lack of new Grey's Anatomy, I have decided to post a list of all the movies scheduled to come out from today forward in 2009 that I'm excited for, in order of release date (as it stands right now):
Watchmen - 3/6/09 No, I never read thecomic graphic novel. It doesn't matter, it still looks sweet.
Race to Witch Mountain - 3/13/09The Rock Dwayne Johnson is a very funny guy. He's underrated from a comedy standpoint. This will be an entertaining movie. I believe it.
Duplicity - 3/20/09 I will still watch Julia Roberts in pretty much anything. Except Mary Shelly or whatever that one was called.
The Accidental Husband - 3/27/09 I'm not sure about this one exactly, but I WANT to like it. I really do.
Monsters vs. Aliens - also 3/27/09 When I first saw the title I thought this was dumb, but then I saw the trailer and now I'm completely on board.
17 Again - 4/17/09 Also known as Big 2: In Reverse
Earth - 4/22/09 I saw a trailer for this at a movie recently and I was riveted.
Star Trek - 5/8/09 I'll probably see every movie that comes out in May - X-Men Origins: Wolverine, Angels and Demons (sure to be as big a disappointment as that other one, even if Ewan MacGregor is in it), Night at the Museum 2, Terminator Salvation, even Hannah Montana. Yea, I said it
Land of the Lost - 6/5/09 Please, please be as funny as the trailer promises. If I've already seen all the best jokes I'm going to be really disappointed.
The Proposal - 6/19/09 I'm sure this will be pretty generic romantic comedy fare, but what can I say? I like Sandra Bullock. And Ryan Reynolds.
Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen - 6/26/09 Fingers crossed that Shia LeBoeuf hasn't quite reached giant tool status in this one (but I'm afraid that's a false hope)
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince - 7/17/09 Also holding out a probably false hope that they will stop totally jacking with the story and return to the relative glory of the first two movies. Of course, without Richard Harris this is an automatic fail situation.
G.I. Joe: Rise of Cobra - 8/7/09 The day I found out this movie was coming out was a good day. A very good day.
And from there it gets a little cagey, but I think it's because release dates just aren't set quite yet. Isn't the second Twilight movie supposed to come out this year? Oh well, you can rest assured that I'll be on top of it once they make that announcement, because really I'm a 16 year old girl. It's cool. No seriously, yesterday at work someone told me with my hair down I look 22 and with my hair up I look 16. I said 'thank you' when really I was thinking 'wow you're full of crap.'
And thanks to everyone who sent me recipe suggestions in the last few days! They were great and I'm getting a big grocery delivery tomorrow morning full of things to make all these tasty foods!
Have a great weekend!
Watchmen - 3/6/09 No, I never read the
Race to Witch Mountain - 3/13/09
Duplicity - 3/20/09 I will still watch Julia Roberts in pretty much anything. Except Mary Shelly or whatever that one was called.
The Accidental Husband - 3/27/09 I'm not sure about this one exactly, but I WANT to like it. I really do.
Monsters vs. Aliens - also 3/27/09 When I first saw the title I thought this was dumb, but then I saw the trailer and now I'm completely on board.
17 Again - 4/17/09 Also known as Big 2: In Reverse
Earth - 4/22/09 I saw a trailer for this at a movie recently and I was riveted.
Star Trek - 5/8/09 I'll probably see every movie that comes out in May - X-Men Origins: Wolverine, Angels and Demons (sure to be as big a disappointment as that other one, even if Ewan MacGregor is in it), Night at the Museum 2, Terminator Salvation, even Hannah Montana. Yea, I said it
Land of the Lost - 6/5/09 Please, please be as funny as the trailer promises. If I've already seen all the best jokes I'm going to be really disappointed.
The Proposal - 6/19/09 I'm sure this will be pretty generic romantic comedy fare, but what can I say? I like Sandra Bullock. And Ryan Reynolds.
Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen - 6/26/09 Fingers crossed that Shia LeBoeuf hasn't quite reached giant tool status in this one (but I'm afraid that's a false hope)
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince - 7/17/09 Also holding out a probably false hope that they will stop totally jacking with the story and return to the relative glory of the first two movies. Of course, without Richard Harris this is an automatic fail situation.
G.I. Joe: Rise of Cobra - 8/7/09 The day I found out this movie was coming out was a good day. A very good day.
And from there it gets a little cagey, but I think it's because release dates just aren't set quite yet. Isn't the second Twilight movie supposed to come out this year? Oh well, you can rest assured that I'll be on top of it once they make that announcement, because really I'm a 16 year old girl. It's cool. No seriously, yesterday at work someone told me with my hair down I look 22 and with my hair up I look 16. I said 'thank you' when really I was thinking 'wow you're full of crap.'
And thanks to everyone who sent me recipe suggestions in the last few days! They were great and I'm getting a big grocery delivery tomorrow morning full of things to make all these tasty foods!
Have a great weekend!
Thursday, March 05, 2009
oh, so it's one of THOSE days
I have my daily issues, just like everybody. But it's been awhile since I've had a day quite like this one.
My alarm caused unnecessary confusion this morning when I went to snooze it the first time (I snooze three times, I need a buffer) because my phone was also trying to tell me I had email (I make it pull its weight by serving as many functions as possible) and it wouldn't allow me to find the sweet slumber I wanted without first acknowledging all the alerts it was giving me (this has never happened before). Not an encouraging start to the morning.
Upon my arrival at work, I heated up my breakfast (whole grain English muffin with peanut butter, yum), got my first cup of water for the morning, and proceeded to spill it all over my desk, wall, mouse, mouse pad, keyboard, lotion, etc. and spent the next 10 minutes running back and forth to the kitchenette gathering paper towels and mopping up water.
I then had to run to another one of our offices, which means I borrowed my boss' car. This happens pretty regularly, it's not a big deal. Well, there's something going on with the streets of Boston this morning, and traffic was even worse than usual (if you've driven here, you can only imagine). Anyway, coming back I got caught in this traffic situation, I couldn't turn onto the street I needed, and before I know it I'm on the Mass Turnpike headed west. I turned around at the first exit I could (in Cambridge) but it took an extra 15-20 minutes to make it back to my office. At least I have a pretty good sense of direction and managed to get off at the right exit and not make any further wrong turns.
I get back to the building, park the car, gather everything up, and head to the elevator. On the way, I stop and get a soda from the one machine in the country that still costs $1.00 for a 20oz (yes!). This caused my hands to be more full than I anticipated, so I got into the elevator and when trying to push the button for the floor I was going to, I accidentally hit all the buttons between the floor I was on and the floor I was going to. Which, I admit, was only two buttons, but still, how does that happen?
It's not even noon, I'm a little afraid.
My alarm caused unnecessary confusion this morning when I went to snooze it the first time (I snooze three times, I need a buffer) because my phone was also trying to tell me I had email (I make it pull its weight by serving as many functions as possible) and it wouldn't allow me to find the sweet slumber I wanted without first acknowledging all the alerts it was giving me (this has never happened before). Not an encouraging start to the morning.
Upon my arrival at work, I heated up my breakfast (whole grain English muffin with peanut butter, yum), got my first cup of water for the morning, and proceeded to spill it all over my desk, wall, mouse, mouse pad, keyboard, lotion, etc. and spent the next 10 minutes running back and forth to the kitchenette gathering paper towels and mopping up water.
I then had to run to another one of our offices, which means I borrowed my boss' car. This happens pretty regularly, it's not a big deal. Well, there's something going on with the streets of Boston this morning, and traffic was even worse than usual (if you've driven here, you can only imagine). Anyway, coming back I got caught in this traffic situation, I couldn't turn onto the street I needed, and before I know it I'm on the Mass Turnpike headed west. I turned around at the first exit I could (in Cambridge) but it took an extra 15-20 minutes to make it back to my office. At least I have a pretty good sense of direction and managed to get off at the right exit and not make any further wrong turns.
I get back to the building, park the car, gather everything up, and head to the elevator. On the way, I stop and get a soda from the one machine in the country that still costs $1.00 for a 20oz (yes!). This caused my hands to be more full than I anticipated, so I got into the elevator and when trying to push the button for the floor I was going to, I accidentally hit all the buttons between the floor I was on and the floor I was going to. Which, I admit, was only two buttons, but still, how does that happen?
It's not even noon, I'm a little afraid.
Wednesday, March 04, 2009
calling all recipes
I am requesting a teeny bit of help from everyone. For Lent I gave up sandwiches (pause for reaction), and one week in it's a little harder than I anticipated. So far so good, but I guess I didn't realize just how many sandwiches I actually eat.
SO, what I am looking for are easy recipes of delicious things to eat that do not come in sandwich form (or wrap form. Judge's ruling is that this is essentially the same thing as a sandwich). Anything you can provide is appreciated!
Thanks!
SO, what I am looking for are easy recipes of delicious things to eat that do not come in sandwich form (or wrap form. Judge's ruling is that this is essentially the same thing as a sandwich). Anything you can provide is appreciated!
Thanks!
Tuesday, March 03, 2009
shows I just can't get into
As a person who generally likes to know what's going on in pop culture (and what's going on in general, I hate to miss stuff), there are some very popular things (ok, TV shows) that I am not into at all. I don't know if this means I'm getting old or if I'm just not very cool (no wait, I already know I'm not very cool). Anyway, reading the online silly news (tvguide-, ew-, people- .com) these are the ones that come to mind:
The Bachelor - I was cracking up reading this morning how people are so mad at that guy because apparently he picked one girl, but then changed his mind and dumped her for the other one on national TV. What I can't understand is how anyone spent three hours watching that crap last night in the first place. Of course that guy is a douche - he went on tv not once, but twice to find a mom for his kid. That's not romantic, it's lazy and creepy.
American Idol - I never watch during the first rounds, I don't think it's entertaining to watch people who are really bad and Simon Cowell makes me want to bleed from the eyes. I have been known to tune in on the rounds once they get to a top 10, but I only watch the singing and then either mute or change the channel because I hate all the judges.
Lost - I've never seen a single minute of this show, and it's kind of a point of pride for me. Yea yea it's really good blah blah blah. Maybe someday I'll Netflix the DVDs, but right now it just kind of annoys me that there is no escape from the coverage of it. Seriously, go to ew.com on a Wednesday or Thursday and good luck finding stuff not about this show.
Hell's Kitchen - or whatever's the one with Gordon Ramsay. I do not like that guy. Why would you sign up to go on a show where someone is going to repeatedly berate you and try to make you feel like a loser (this goes for most reality tv shows, actually)?
Wife Swap - you have to be kidding me with this show. It's painful. I have been forced to sit through it a couple of times at Floyd's Cove, and I really can't say anything good about it. It makes me want to get up and leave. If I ever get married and my husband suggests we go on this show, I think it would be grounds for an immediate divorce.
24 - never seen it. Don't really want to.
CSI - ditto.
So there you have it. I am not cool, and I do not watch these shows. Which should in no way lead you to believe I'm doing anything more valuable with my time, because I can pretty much guarantee you that I'm not. This season I have also quit watching Heroes, Desperate Housewives, Brothers & Sisters and Ugly Betty.
Trimmin' down the ol' TV watching. Let's not talk about how I started watching Fringe, Leverage, Army Wives or Mad Men, though, ok? They're not on right now anyway. They don't count.
The Bachelor - I was cracking up reading this morning how people are so mad at that guy because apparently he picked one girl, but then changed his mind and dumped her for the other one on national TV. What I can't understand is how anyone spent three hours watching that crap last night in the first place. Of course that guy is a douche - he went on tv not once, but twice to find a mom for his kid. That's not romantic, it's lazy and creepy.
American Idol - I never watch during the first rounds, I don't think it's entertaining to watch people who are really bad and Simon Cowell makes me want to bleed from the eyes. I have been known to tune in on the rounds once they get to a top 10, but I only watch the singing and then either mute or change the channel because I hate all the judges.
Lost - I've never seen a single minute of this show, and it's kind of a point of pride for me. Yea yea it's really good blah blah blah. Maybe someday I'll Netflix the DVDs, but right now it just kind of annoys me that there is no escape from the coverage of it. Seriously, go to ew.com on a Wednesday or Thursday and good luck finding stuff not about this show.
Hell's Kitchen - or whatever's the one with Gordon Ramsay. I do not like that guy. Why would you sign up to go on a show where someone is going to repeatedly berate you and try to make you feel like a loser (this goes for most reality tv shows, actually)?
Wife Swap - you have to be kidding me with this show. It's painful. I have been forced to sit through it a couple of times at Floyd's Cove, and I really can't say anything good about it. It makes me want to get up and leave. If I ever get married and my husband suggests we go on this show, I think it would be grounds for an immediate divorce.
24 - never seen it. Don't really want to.
CSI - ditto.
So there you have it. I am not cool, and I do not watch these shows. Which should in no way lead you to believe I'm doing anything more valuable with my time, because I can pretty much guarantee you that I'm not. This season I have also quit watching Heroes, Desperate Housewives, Brothers & Sisters and Ugly Betty.
Trimmin' down the ol' TV watching. Let's not talk about how I started watching Fringe, Leverage, Army Wives or Mad Men, though, ok? They're not on right now anyway. They don't count.
Monday, March 02, 2009
dizzy from the weather
The road trip was canceled, but the bunny is doing much better. Friday night we had a little fashion show because I found my bridesmaid dress for the wedding in July. It was determined that while the style of dress is perfect, the specific dress that I had was too big (I ordered it online) and would need to be returned for a smaller size (and who hates that?). So no, I don't have any pictures for you. Sorry.
Saturday morning I woke up, did my exchange over the phone, packaged up the dress to be returned, and took a taxi to my local post office. A post office branch that is so small it does not have a package dropoff so I had to wait in a very long line in order to simply hand over the package because postage was prepaid. Anyway, it was so lovely outside I walked over to CVS, sauntered on over to the bank, and decided to take a leisurely stroll back to my apartment (that's quite a productive Saturday for me). I then headed downtown with Toni to meet Alisa and do some shopping along Newbury Street (where there were major sales going on, though I'm sorry to tell you the pair of gorgeous shoes I wanted to purchase at French Connection had a deathtrap heel so I couldn't bring myself to do it even though they were only $40).
Sunday morning, I got up and went to breakfast (my usual Sunday routine these days) and noticed that it was a bit chillier. On my way back to my apartment, it was starting to lightly snow, so I got back, put my loungy pants on and stayed in for the rest of the day, watching movies and knitting.
And then there was this morning. As soon as I got to my front door I wanted to turn back around and crawl back into bed. I hiked through my unshoveled walk and onto the street (the snow measured in at lower calf level, a very precise unit of measurement) to make it to the bus. The commute from there wasn't too bad because many, many people have a snow day today, so here I am, wishing I was still at home and thinking it's crappy that March doesn't mean "spring" automatically.
It's so disheartening when on Saturday you're spending a large portion of your day outside because of the gorgeous sunshine, and then Monday morning you're trudging through approximately 8 inches of snow to get to the bus stop.
The good news is that it's March so out of the country friends are back in the country! And not a moment too soon!
Saturday morning I woke up, did my exchange over the phone, packaged up the dress to be returned, and took a taxi to my local post office. A post office branch that is so small it does not have a package dropoff so I had to wait in a very long line in order to simply hand over the package because postage was prepaid. Anyway, it was so lovely outside I walked over to CVS, sauntered on over to the bank, and decided to take a leisurely stroll back to my apartment (that's quite a productive Saturday for me). I then headed downtown with Toni to meet Alisa and do some shopping along Newbury Street (where there were major sales going on, though I'm sorry to tell you the pair of gorgeous shoes I wanted to purchase at French Connection had a deathtrap heel so I couldn't bring myself to do it even though they were only $40).
Sunday morning, I got up and went to breakfast (my usual Sunday routine these days) and noticed that it was a bit chillier. On my way back to my apartment, it was starting to lightly snow, so I got back, put my loungy pants on and stayed in for the rest of the day, watching movies and knitting.
And then there was this morning. As soon as I got to my front door I wanted to turn back around and crawl back into bed. I hiked through my unshoveled walk and onto the street (the snow measured in at lower calf level, a very precise unit of measurement) to make it to the bus. The commute from there wasn't too bad because many, many people have a snow day today, so here I am, wishing I was still at home and thinking it's crappy that March doesn't mean "spring" automatically.
It's so disheartening when on Saturday you're spending a large portion of your day outside because of the gorgeous sunshine, and then Monday morning you're trudging through approximately 8 inches of snow to get to the bus stop.
The good news is that it's March so out of the country friends are back in the country! And not a moment too soon!
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