Friday, 30 September 2005
I was just on my way out to lunch when I suddenly became insanely homesick - for college. I miss my old room and going to class and having dinner with friends. I miss taking my afternoon nap, usually right after I went to pilates class and had lunch. I miss art class and talking about art and all that good stuff. I just miss how amazingly carefree I was, I would make plans whenever I felt like, I could run errands at 11am on a Tuesday when no one else was out to clog the stores and the roads. I miss being able to randomly plan trips and go on vacations whenever I wanted to.
I miss my friends, although I hang out with them a lot now, there's less spontaneity with our get-togethers. Things must be planned, calls must be made a head of time, becuase otherwise someone might be too tired to go out or have to do their laundry. In college, laundry could always be put off, there would always be another hour later in the day. Or at 3 in the morning.
I liked knowing there was a timeline, that this semester would end in three months, that I had 15 weeks of summer vacation. Now at work I know that work will never end, at least until I go to grad school. Sure, there's the occasional weeklong vacation thrown in there, but it's definitely not the same. One week is not enough. I feel like I could get sucked into this vortex for the rest of my life if I'm not careful. How does one deal with this? It's not that I hate my job, or that I hate working. But I hate to think that this is it!
by: DJGroovySlug at September 30, 2005 13:05 | link | comments (1) random thoughts
Thursday, 29 September 2005
One Should Always Attempt to Reference an 80s Action Flick in Normal Conversation.
A quote from the e-mail that I just sent to my friend P:
"Seriously, you're going to have be my wingman in the final stages. I have no idea how I'm going to pull this off with class and style and subtlety. You're going to have to be the Goose to my Maverick, although I think we should pick better names. Unless you want to be "Goose." I hope to God you know what I'm talking about."
by: DJGroovySlug at September 29, 2005 16:08 | link | comments (6) random thoughts
Thursday, 29 September 2005
I hope I also look single, too, because I need a man.
"Are you an only child?"
"Yes, why?"
"You look spoiled."
by: DJGroovySlug at September 29, 2005 12:37 | link | comments (2) random thoughts
Wednesday, 28 September 2005
Wednesday Poetry
A poem entitled "Thursday" on a Wednesday.
Thursday
I have had my dream--like others--
and it has come to nothing, so that
I remain now carelessly
with feet planted on the ground
and look up at the sky--
feeling my clothes about me,
the weight of my body in my shoes,
the rim of my hat, air passing in and out
at my nose--and decide to dream no more.
-William Carlos Williams
by: DJGroovySlug at September 28, 2005 10:39 | link | comments random thoughts
Tuesday, 27 September 2005
Ice Cream Nirvana
So every month here at work they throw an ice cream party with Ben & Jerry’s. Someone from the local B&J comes with a few tubs of ice cream and all these toppings, including brownies, cookies, sprinkles, whipped cream, cherries, nuts, etc. Well each month a different person gets to pick the “special” flavor and they asked me to do it because I'm new. I was handed the list yesterday and I’ve agonized over my pick with the same intensity that I agonize over my football pool picks every week.
There are twenty three ice cream flavors, plus a no sugar added flavor, four frozen yogurts and two sorbets. I should mention that everything but the 23 regular flavors have already dropped off my radar. Of those 23, sixteen flavors have chocolate in them. My initial reaction is to get Phish Food, which is chocolate ice cream with marshmallow, caramel swirl and a school of fudge fish packed in for good measure. I'm gaining weight just thinking about it. But my favorite ice cream of all time, Mint Chocolate Chunk, is available and I think that I will probably go with that. Why give up on a classic? Of course, the combination of banana and chocolate is so irresistible, I might just end up with Chunky Monkey.
What flavor would you go with?
Apply-Y Ever After – Brown sugar ice cream with a ginger-caramel swirl and apples
Butter Pecan
Cherry Garcia – Cherry ice cream with cherries and fudge flakes
Chocolate
Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough
Chocolate Fudge Brownie
Chocolate Therapy – Chocolate ice cream with chocolate cookies and swirls of chocolate pudding
Chunky Monkey – Banana ice cream with walnuts and pure dark chocolate chunks
Coconut Almond Fudge Chip
Coffee, Coffeee Buzz Buzz Buzz – Espresso roasted coffee ice cream with espresso bean fudge chunks
Fossil Fuel – Sweet cream ice cream with chocolate cookie pieces, chocolate dinosaurs and a truffle fudge swirl
The Gobfather – Chocolate ice cream with fudge covered almonds and nougat swirl
In a Crunch – Peanut butter ice cream with fudge covered peanuts and a crispy fudge swirl
Mint Chocolate Chunk
Phish Food
Strawberry
Sweet Cream & Cookies
Triple Caramel Chunk – Caramel ice cream with caramel swirls and chocolate covered caramel pieces
Vanilla
Vanilla Heath Bar Crunch
Wavy Gravy – Caramel and cashew Brazil nut ice cream with a chocolate hazelnut fudge swirl and toasted almonds
Decisions, decisions, decisions…
by: DJGroovySlug at September 27, 2005 09:26 | link | comments (5) random thoughts
Monday, 26 September 2005
So after a very objective study over the weekend, it has been generally accepted by the scientific community that DJ Groovy Slug is not allowed to have more than three Long Island Iced Teas in one sitting. And two is definitely pushing the limit.by: DJGroovySlug at September 26, 2005 14:16 | link | comments (5) random thoughts
Thursday, 22 September 2005
DJ Groovy Slug...Living Life Regret Free Since 1983
That's right. I'm going.

by: DJGroovySlug at September 22, 2005 09:33 | link | comments (8) dj groovy slug travels
Wednesday, 21 September 2005
Fall is Here...
Today is the first day of Autumn and it's hard to believe how quickly the summer has passed. It's funny how it feels like so many important and exciting things have happened to me during the summer over the years. I consider the colder months as periods of hibernation, simply working or going to school, what have you. Summer always feels full and it's always sad to see it go.
Yet at the same time, I anxiously await winter, especially December and Christmas time. Christmas always feels months away, even now that I'm older and I don't particularly care about gifts. It's definitely my favorite season. And now there's the added possibility of a trip, a vacation, perhaps somewhere further south...
Ahh, I hope Fall passes quickly!!!
In honor of Fall, my absolute favorite Keats poem
TO AUTUMN.
1.
SEASON of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.
2.
Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep,
Drows’d with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.
3.
Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
by: DJGroovySlug at September 21, 2005 09:16 | link | comments (2) random thoughts, wednesday poetry
Tuesday, 20 September 2005
Oh my god, my dad just e-mailed me and he used the word "yo" and I don't mean the spanish pronoun in first person singular. He even used it in correct grammatical form. My parents are so weird.I'm happy today. That's all I have to say.
A smiley to commemorate a happy day. 

