Filed under: fear and loathing, perfectly impossible | Tags: energy, gym, lazy, SAD, seasonal affective disorder, sleep, yoga
i could go on and on linking to previous posts about how much i hate the fall/winter, bad weather and overall mood-swinginess i suffer from four to six months out of the year, but i won’t. (well, that’s a lie. i spent about five minutes doing it.)
for four to six months out of the year, i ache. i cough. i whine. i sleep. repeat.
i eat. i laze. i bitch. i sleep. repeat.
i lack creativity. i lack motivation. i lack hope.
FOR FOUR TO SIX MONTHS OUT OF THE YEAR. that’s pathetic. and unacceptable. and i’m ready to turn it around.
but i can’t figure out how. (see above.)
i know that exercise leads to energy — but i can only muster the energy to work out one to two times a week. (the second workout usually consist of lazy-girl’s yoga, which means i spend 10 minutes stretching and rolling around on the floor while my cat stares at me in confusion.)
i know waking up first thing in the morning and ignoring the snooze button increases this much-needed energy, but gawd! that extra 20 minutes of sleep feels sooo good and my bed is sooo toasty.
i know caffeine ultimately depletes my body’s power, but i can’t function like a normal human without it.
i know a lot of things about this disease they call SAD, but i don’t know where to start the recovery process. if someone has some tips, i sure could use them.
also, i lack so much creativity that i just used thesaurus.com far too many times.
Filed under: a few of my favorite things, celebrity worship, obscure pop culture references, party star, perfectly impossible | Tags: always feel like somebody's watching me, birthday, britney spears, fun times, halloween costume, lady gaga, scary carrie
i have a problem with Halloween: it only falls once a year.
and it’s in 10 days.
now i don’t know about you, but i LOVE dressing up, and i try to go balls to the wall for every event*. my birthday party had a heaven and hell theme just so i’d have an excuse to wear a feather boa, halo and false eyelashes (which i threw across the bar at the end of the night in a fit of excitement, but that’s beside the point).
so, basically, my problem is that i can’t narrow my choices down to one costume. i know, i know, it’s on a weekend this year, so technically, i can have two costumes. however, you might remember that i’m poor and costumes are not cheap.
i’m also extremely competitive, and i’m constantly trying to one-up myself in the halloween arena. i want something creative and somewhat original, which is why my lady gaga costume is out the window. (seriously, do you know how many hits i get on this blog for “lady gaga costume?” there are going to be some outraegous ladies out there this year…)
so here i am, anxiously counting down the days (like i do every october), and realizing i have too many ideas, but nothing that excites me like the carrie costume:
scary carrie, 2008
or the britney costume:
pregnant britney, 2006
i’ve got a lot of fake blood left over from last year, and i’m leaning toward freddy krueger just to scare the crap out of my friends the whole night. but i also wouldn’t mind using my snuggie (crazy cat lady slash wizard?), carrying my booze in a starbucks’ cup (olsen twin?) or creating an outfit from scratch (the geico money?).
sigh. i hate you, Halloween. almost as much as i love you.
*to the lovely couple: thank you for an awesome party!** i would’ve dressed up, but i didn’t want to steal your thunder. so i wore sassy red shoes and stole jp’s beer instead.
**to everyone else in attendance: lovely to meet you, but i’m far too lazy to link to all 50 of you. you were all fabulous, and i’m looking forward to future weddings, birthdays and celebrations
Filed under: perfectly impossible | Tags: blondes don't have more fun but they spend a lot more money, hair disaster, money sucks
it was brought to my attention today that people keep tabs on me by the color of my hair. apparently, i change it pretty frequently.
on that note, my (extremely expensive) highlights are growing out and i’ve got myself a halo of dirty dishwater blonde. about this time of year, i go darker, but i’m thinking of staying blonde this winter (mostly because it pains me to throw away the 8 zillion dollars i spent just three months ago). anybody have tips on how to cheaply rectify the roots situation? i’ve blown my budget out of the water and i have absolutely NO way of spending $100+ on my hair right now.
ladies, i’m talking to you. box-dye highlights? john frieda blonde shampoo? what should i do?
Filed under: perfectly impossible | Tags: creepy, lazy, mmm beer, paint picasso, post vacation blues, useless posts do you no favors
con: i’m still on vacation mode.
my brain’s kind of fuzzy and i’m still on pacific time. i’m also picturing a beer in my hands instead of a computer but that’s beside the point.
someone, motivate me.
how do i get back in the groove of every day life? do i just nut up and go to the gym? or do i milk this lazy-lethargic-and-jetlagged feeling for another week? i *do* have a lot of tv to catch up on.
on another note, i saw a chihuahua with greyhound legs the other day. it was super disturbing and it looked like this*:
creepy huh? its legs were like twigs just begging to be snapped in half.
*this image isn’t exactly literal. it was also wearing a red hoodie.
Filed under: my melody, party star, perfectly impossible | Tags: lady gaga, money, pop star, pumpkin spice lattes, shopping, sparkly things, vino
the gaga concert was fantastic. and sequiny. it made me want to drop everything and become a fun-loving, international pop star. except i lack the necessary singing/dancing/entertaining skills and the interesting yet tragic back story. so maybe i’ll just drop everything and go shopping at forever 21 for metallic leggings and feathery headbands.
but i don’t get to go shopping. because i’m brokety, broke, broke. so the shine in my life must come from cheaper alternatives.
enter home-brewed coffee with a dash of pumpkin pie spice to replace my much-anticipated fall favorite bevvy at starbucks. a library card to fuel my literary genius side. home manicures instead of fancy pampering sessions. ratty highlights with a solid three inches of dirty blonde roots. three-buck chuck in the comfort of my home vs. $45 bottles at fancy restaurants. cup o noodle and saltines for lunch.
all of these changes to my routine — all these sacrifices — and i’m still doing the paycheck-to-paycheck dance.
ah, the life of luxury and glitter. why must you be so alluring, yet so impossible to achieve?
Filed under: geek chic, obscure pop culture references, perfectly impossible | Tags: awesomeness, bloggy love, flippy floppies, legendary, lots of linkage, motivation, sap fest
it rained last week, and i didn’t want to wear flip flops. either i’m getting older or i’m completely losing my sense of self.
i’ve gotta say, the past six months have been a roller coaster. well, ok — the last 26 years have been a roller coaster. i’m highly sensitive to boredom and completely overemotional. these traits do not a fun blog make.
however!
in the past six months, i’ve met several lovely people through the d.c. blogging community, and each of them has (unknowingly) motivated me to dip my toes back into the interwebz water and keep writing. So, without further ado, i’m going to put off writing one more day, and finally pass on some bloggy love:
Pithy: Thanks for making me watch gilmore girls and reminding me that highly caffeinated and random rambles are still pretty cool.
Maxie: You’re one awesome, crazy biatch. And yes, I find that inspirational. Your blog posts are legeennnnnnndary! (if you don’t know what that means, give me back my dvds immediately.)
Lilu: Without you and your 1,000+ blog subscriptions, I never would’ve discovered such a tight-knit group of debauchery-loving writers. i love the wide range of topics you cover, and i love you, man.
doniree: I love that you have the follow-through and determination to take on so many amazing projects. i imagine you’ll travel to d.c. someday for one of your adventures, and I can’t wait to finally meet someone I’ve been reading for ages.
Lemmonex: Your openness and honesty have always been a breath of fresh air, and you have a way of making the most painful words sound beautiful.
Katherine: Come back. We miss your stories.
Malnatured Snay: Thank you for always letting me know people care about what I have to say. Even if they don’t, it’s quite encouraging.
Vagabondventures: I miss you, but you make me want to drop everything and follow my dreams. Someday, I will…
DC Princess: I know we just met, but I love that you’ve created a blog community from scratch. You, my dear, can totally achieve anything you put your mind to.
some honorable mentions to some long-time bloggy friends: Je, Castlemonkey, Paolo, WriteGal, GeekGiant, CoffeeonTwoWheels and Woolls.
you all rock my socks off. except i’m not wearing socks. you get the gist.
Filed under: geek chic, journalicious, perfectly impossible | Tags: awesome, learn a lil bit more about me, more bloggy goodies, sloshed in seattle
… but i did make time to write on two of my college friends’ blogs last week.
Feel free to mozey on over to the homes of two of my favorite bloggers, Jeanna and Paolo, and read these totally awesome posts about ME!, which they both coincidentally posted on my 26th birthday (one of the best i’ve ever had, which I fully intend to update ya’ll about soon-ish):
also, make sure to peruse through their archives, particularly if you love reading crazy drunken stories (Je) or seeing some amazing photography (P).
Filed under: a few of my favorite things, celebrity worship, fear and loathing, perfectly impossible | Tags: chuck bass rocks my world, Gossip Girl, it's no one tree hill, tv fanatic, tv shows, twilight is the new gossip girl
… but am i the only one who’s pretty much over Gossip Girl?
don’t get me wrong — i’ll still watch it. but something is definitely off.
Filed under: a few of my favorite things, bestest friends, perfectly impossible, sporty spice, work and play | Tags: awesome, chocolate, cupcakes, deliciousn, fudge, gym, lemon, raspberry, rockstar, sugar
last night, i got a facebook comment from denver married friend: “You better stop bragging about all your gym going…remember…i could still kick your ass.” well that left me feeling kinda like an asshole. not because of the bragging (my consistent gym-going this past 9 months is probably my biggest accomplishment in about 20-some odd years), but because all i’ve been doing for the past week is talking about cupcakey deliciousness with pithy.
you see, my dear friend pithy will be starting grad school tomorrow at the prestigious Georgetown University (make sure to go give her a written pat on the back). while i’m extremely excited for her, i’m more excited that this will lead to even more motivation toward her dedication to bringing in yummy goodies to the office because two days a week, she’ll be mere blocks away from the notoriously tasty and popular…. georgetown cupcake!
since making this discovery, we’ve been going on and on about the variety of cupcakes we’ll be trying — chocolate banana, lemon berry, lava judge… i’ve even picked my birthday cupcake of choice from their list of monthly selections (April 3, white choc raz, thankyouverymuch). i’ve never even tried their cupcakes, but something tells me i’ll be eating them weekly until pithy graduates.
…and long story short, i’m over the asshole-ness feeling i was feeling, and i will continue bragging about my awesomely rockstar gym-going-ness via facebook and twitter. it’s not bragging if i’m still fluffy.
Filed under: a few of my favorite things, geek chic, perfectly impossible | Tags: 2008 resolution fail, 2009 resolution, 30 rock, another new obsession, brothers and sisters, Gossip Girl, how i met your mother, one tree hill, paint picasso, red headed step child, the hills, the office, tv fanatic, veronica mars
since my 2008 resolution was an overwhelming FAIL (let’s just say, i’m not meant to be rich), i decided not to do resolutions this year — just basic to-better-myself-is-to-happy-myself goals. (i have no idea what that meant). the goals include write more, eat less, yoddi yoddi yodda.
instead, in the past six days, when i’m not writing less and eating more, all i’ve done is morph into this*:
i apparently don’t like drawing extremities. also, i have red hair again — but that’s the only resemblance to my real life. (although TV-framed glasses would be AWESOME.)
so i now resolve that as soon as i finish the 5th season of “one tree hill” on dvd, i’ll be back to my ass-kicking self. except of course on monday nights. and unless of course amazon delivers my “how i met your mother” and “30 rock” sets by then.
*possibly part of a new weekly series as requested by Crazy Eyes.
