song title quiz

I saw a neat quiz on someone’s blog. Choose a band and answer using only that band’s song titles. My choice is obvious … Are you male or female? “She’s An Angel” Describe yourself: “S-E-X-X-Y” How do some people feel about you? “She’s Actual Size” How do you feel about yourself? “Your Own Worst Enemy” Describe your girlfriend/boyfriend/interest: “My Evil Twin” Where would you rather be? “Sleeping in the Flowers” Describe what you want to be: “I Hope That I Get Old Before I Die” Describe how you live: “Why Must I Be Sad” Describe how you love: “Another First Kiss” Share a few words of wisdom: “Everything Right Is Wrong...

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Posted on 29 Apr 2003 | 7 comments

shaking my tiny fist

O my goodness, o my goodness. I just got back from the TMBG show at the Great American Music Hall. During the first half of the show, TMBG pretended they were a TMBG cover band called “Sapphire Bullets” and they did the entirety of “Flood” in order. It was amazing. I got to shake my tiny fist and swear I wasn’t wrong! The best part was seeing two little girls singing all the words to the songs from “No!” Well, and the confetti cannons. And then the radio thing they do, where they turn to different stations in local radio and play whichever song pops up. Okay, all of the parts were the best parts! David and I had so much fun! I am the luckiest girl in the world to ever see TMBG twice in two days! And now I am...

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Posted on 29 Apr 2003 | 1 comment

fingertips

I really needed this weekend. On Saturday, I drove down to San Jose to attend a library software conference. As I wandered around the beautiful Fairmont Hotel, I wondered why any of us go to conferences. Everyone there looked bored and slightly evil, like a convention of Star Trek baddies, except without the cool makeup and costumes. I didn’t really learn anything new, and people were physically unable to bring themselves to talk to me, which was unnerving in an already awkward situation. After the conference, I headed to Stanford to see Ryan. Soon after I arrived, Wendy did too, and I was pleasantly surprised by David and Brina’s arrival, since Brina had been having car trouble and thought she couldn’t come down. Before we went to sushi, we...

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Posted on 27 Apr 2003 | 3 comments

go mooms

I’m so excited I can barely post this: My mom has been nominated for a Jeff Award for Best Supporting Actress! (Jeff Awards are Chicago’s version of Tony Awards.) GO MOOMS!

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Posted on 25 Apr 2003 | 4 comments

title of the song

Today I was reminded of this song, which made me laugh so hard when I first heard it. I am quoting the lyrics here because, well, it’s still funny, and I love Da Vinci’s Notebook. “Title of the Song” by Da Vinci’s Notebook Declaration of my feelings for you Elaboration on those feelings Description of how long these feelings have existed Belief that no one else could feel the same as I Reminiscence of the pleasant times we’ve shared And our relationship’s perfection Recounting of the steps that led to our love’s dissolution Mostly involving my unfaithfulness and lies Penitent admission of wrongdoing Discovery of the depth of my affection Regret over the lateness of my epiphany Title of the song Naïve...

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Posted on 23 Apr 2003 | 3 comments

spoons

The spoons are mocking me, eyes bleeding either red (spaghetti sauce?) or brown (nutella?) mournful gazes from the smooth steel sink. I douse them in water, leave them to soak in biodegradable, hypo-allergenic, additive-free detergent. They sniff condescendingly at what appears to be soapless soap. Every morning I have a run-in with a spoon. My short-long hair collects on one, wraps around the base of its head, and I cannot remove it until I find scissors, flustered, and make tiny angry snips until the rogue hair is trimmed. Sometimes, there is no run in; they just stare at me. I can’t stare back. I can’t bring myself to stare back. They have seen it all, because they sit in the most private of rooms. They know what I have done in here. I do...

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Posted on 23 Apr 2003 | 3 comments

small and boring

I’m at a loss tonight. Everything I write seems small and boring. I had a good weekend. I am worried about my mom. My job is ever more stressful. I hate the length of my hair. I spent good quality time with Chad on Sunday, watching DVDs. New contact lenses are waiting for me to pick them up. I have a library software conference to attend this weekend, and two TMBG concerts. Online social things are annoying me to the point of distraction. I sleep to combat loneliness sometimes. I finished _White Noise_ by Don DeLillo, finding it incredibly depressing yet amusing, and stylistically elegant. I thought about going to church for Easter, but didn’t. “Six Feet Under” has a great first episode, and the rest of the first season is now...

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Posted on 21 Apr 2003 | 6 comments

protecting

With the reappearance of an old muck-friend, and dinner last night with another old friend and his fiancée, I suppose I have been inserted into the mindset of levels of trust, tiers of friendship again. Accounting has never been my strong suit, and I felt lame when I was sorting people out into tiers, but there are definitely levels of trust now, more strictly enforced than ever, and those levels make me sad. I used to be eyes-wide-open girl, trusting, palms up and hands outstretched, always bringing myself to the world with innocence. Over and over. And now? What changed? I can’t blame this on other people, as much as the child I still am would want to. It’s not their fault I closed down; it’s mine. And I really need to stop finding...

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Posted on 19 Apr 2003 | 4 comments

friday fuck-all

After reading this week’s questions, I am formally boycotting the Friday Five. Celebrities? Yeesh. We can do better, can’t we? 1. Which key on the keyboard are you today? Escape! 2. Just like you thought, reincarnation really does happen! But you haven’t been a very good human this go-round. In your next life, you come back as which unhealthy snack food? It would have to be a box of Junior Mints, considering how many of them I have consumed. Eep. 3. What’s the one thing you wish you would have done upon being fired or laid off from a job? (If you haven’t been fired or laid off, you suck and are hereby forced to answer this question with a compliment about me.) I wish I would have peed in the office. On someone’s desk,...

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Posted on 18 Apr 2003 | 8 comments

unpaid time

I have just been notified that my vacation time balance is now in the negative numbers and I will have to take 40 hours as unpaid time. 40 hours is half a paycheck. This can’t be happening. I work so hard, and I take my vacation time that I have earned by working hard. I’m waiting for someone, anyone to call me back and tell me that this is a horrible joke.

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Posted on 17 Apr 2003 | 5 comments