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Thursday, 30 August 2007

OMG I'M FAMOUS. HEY EVERYONE, COME SEE HOW FAMOUS I AM


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Yes, that's me, in all my glory, gracing the headlining blog blurb in the Washington Post's Express' Blog Log feature, where they quote random blogs on local and national events. Which means: I'm a published author.  If you'd like me to sign your copy, I'm okay with that but if you see me on the street, I'd appreciate it if you respect my privacy. 

Really, don't let this affect my relationship with you.  I'm still a normal gal!  Just writin in my blog, making wacky comments about life.  I'm like a sitcom but only better because I can make you brownies.

This morning I asked The Boy how he felt now that he was dating a celebrity.  He still hasn't actually responded to that IM yet but I'm sure once he remembers how important I am and how everyone wants to hear what I have to say, he'll take the time to lavish the inevitable unending praise. 
by: DJGroovySlug at August 30, 2007 15:08 | link | comments (12)

Wednesday, 29 August 2007

Going back to school is clearly messing with my brain on many levels: I'm excited, anxious, bored, and stressed all at the same time.  This has been a harder transition than I thought and I haven't even started my first class.  I randomly awoke this morning at 4:30am and it's the perfect time of night to feel total raw emotion/reaction, stuff you might not think about or might ignore during the waking hours.

So I realized I'm a little freaked, especially since I'm not quite sure how to do it all: graduate classes, full time work, photography class, boyfriend, hamster, and still managing to make my eyebrow appointments every month.  I'm feeling a little frustration at feeling stuck, while The Boy goes off on several totally fun vacations this fall and I get to worry about finding a printer.  But then I'm also excited that I'm totally taking this step and doing it on my own.  Woohoo I'm going to have a master's degree!

I went to buy school supplies last night and have you seen the price of binders?!?!?!  Each of the binders I bought was $7.  Granted these are supposedly "better binders" and sure, I could've gotten the .20 cent flimsy plastic ones in pretty gem colors but we all know I'm way too anal to use anything that doesn't keep my papers in absolutely pristine condition.  The pricing at office supply stores is clearly directly proportional to their understanding of peoples' OCD behaviors.  They can charge $4 for those Post-it flags because some sucker out there (HI!) will not only need those flags, but need them in multiple colors and sizes.  FOR THEIR SANITY. 

I suppose I could totally take notes with my laptop in class instead of wasting paper but I always hated those kids who took notes with their laptops in class.  Also, I find the clattering of keyboards to be disruptive and I actually really enjoy writing by hand.  It's soothing.

Okay, I'm psycho.  Did I mention that to celebrate my first week of grad school, I get to go to Central?  Ahhh, the perks of being completely stressed.  Maybe I'll end up having a complete meltdown and can finagle a 9 course tasting menu dinner at Restaurant Eve before the year is up.  Fingers crossed.
by: DJGroovySlug at August 29, 2007 10:24 | link | comments (3)

Tuesday, 28 August 2007

Yesterday I had my orientation for my graduate school program and spent the day on campus.  Now, I don't want to concern anyone here, but THEY ARE LETTING LITTLE CHILDREN INTO COLLEGE.  I'm pretty sure everyone teeming around the bookstore was easily 16 years old.  Tops. 

I sort of forgot that the co-eds would actually be on campus.  It never occurred to me that graduate students would be convening in the same area as the undergraduates.  At the very least, there should definitely be a separate graduate student Freshens smoothie stand.

It's not that I think I'm better than them, quite the opposite in fact.  There's nothing I'd like better than to return back to a life where wearing something just a step above pajamas is not only acceptable but encouraged.  But just walking around the new students was a bit unbearable.  There was something thick in the air. A mixture of sexual tension, fueled by movies like "Superbad", the attitude of the newly unfettered and a generation who grew up on Legally Blonde makes for an unpleasant bookstore experience.  And lots of unnecessary screaming.  And conversations like this:

"OMG WHAT ARE YOOOUUU DOING HEEEERE?"
"Uh...going to college?"

Good answer! 
by: DJGroovySlug at August 28, 2007 11:53 | link | comments

Friday, 24 August 2007

I didn't sleep well at all last night.  Lots of tossing and turning and nothing is more frustrating then when you have a really bad night's sleep.  It's friday, perfect day for gratuitously cute small mammals. I'm posting pictures of Hyrax, which The Boy and I saw at the zoo last night. 

According to Wikipedia, "Hyraxes are well-furred rotund creatures with a mere stump for a tail. They are about the size of a Corgi; most measure between about 30 and 70 cm long and weigh between 2 and 5 kg. From a distance, a hyrax could be mistaken for a very well-fed rabbit or guinea pig."  Which means I want five of them. 

I've gone ahead and included some of my brilliant captions.  I should work for the New York Times, I'm so clever.



Hello!





I'm climbing!





Heeeee!





Durrrrrrr.
by: DJGroovySlug at August 24, 2007 10:16 | link | comments (1)

Thursday, 23 August 2007

The Future of America

Arlene: Yesterday at softball there was this kid who stood behind me on the catcher's mound, screaming the whole time.
Arlene:  I don't know what I'll do if I have a kid with that much energy.
Arlene: Invest in baby Nyquil, I guess.
Sanjay: Or you could just give them treats to keep them quiet.
Arlene: But then they would be spoiled!
Sanjay: I never said it was a good long term plan.
Arlene: We should write a book on child rearing.
Sanjay: It'd be like stealing money.
Sanjay: Because it would be that good.
by: DJGroovySlug at August 23, 2007 16:56 | link | comments

Wednesday, 22 August 2007

Yesterday I went to the doctor's office.  This was my first time visiting this particular doctor and I normally expect them to be old and grumpy, if my other doctors are any indication, including the dermatologist who was easily 80 years old and proceeded to cut off a mole on my leg with hands that were about as steady as someone with Parkinson's.  That wasn't fun.

This doctor entered my room and my god he was probably 19 years old and ridiculously good looking.  I mean that seriously, he was distractingly attractive.  My reaction wouldn't have been any different if the man walked in with the world's laziest eye.  I was trying hard not to stare and he kept insisting on talking directly to my face while my eyes roamed wildly, trying to answer his questions and pretend there wasn't this obvious elephant in the room, HIS RIDICULOUS GOOD LOOKS. 

It all sounds very Harlequin novel-like but honestly, it was more like having Brad Pitt come in and examine my body.  Not exciting so much as intimidating, like OMG stop judging me with your beauty.  I exfoliate just as much as you!   Also, he was wearing those clunky medical clogs, which means it's pretty much doomed for the two of us anyway.

Not to say he wasn't an excellent doctor, even for a 19 year old.  Willing to give recommendations.  For, you know, real medical issues. 
by: DJGroovySlug at August 22, 2007 11:17 | link | comments (4)

Monday, 20 August 2007

Photography Practice



Having fun with my Holga lately.
by: DJGroovySlug at August 20, 2007 21:54 | link | comments (1)

Monday, 20 August 2007

Some friends and I trekked down to Charlottesville to visit a legion of graduate students, ranging from Engineering to English and a couple of brand spanking new law students who were using words like "orientation" and "book list" and OMGZ WE'RE GOING BACK TO SCHOOL GUYS.  We responded to that realization with "need alcohols" and thus, power hour commenced. 

I'm actually really excited about going to graduate school, but of course all of us are anxious about what this new part of life will entail.  It feels like everything is changing at the exact same time: the weather is cooling, people are moving, school begins and work is picking back up.  It's exhilarating and terrifying at the same time and I'm not sure if I'm going to miss the monotony and quiet hours at home or if being busy 27 hours a day will be good for me. 

Well, no point in being all "blah" (even though the weather outside dictates it), there's still a week or so of fun left to be had, including drinking, drinking at softball, drinking at the zoo, drinking at a couple of sweet dinners, and, just to prove there is nothing cool about glorifying drinking, a vacation to the Seychelles.  Okay that last thing is a lie, but wishful thinking helps keep us all afloat. 
by: DJGroovySlug at August 20, 2007 11:29 | link | comments

Friday, 17 August 2007

Isn't it funny how you can miss whole segments of popular culture just by virtue of your age?

I know millions have asked this before me, but what is this "High School Musical"?  I'm quite confident that it never once played in theaters and to the best of my knowledge, it appears on the Disney channel, which I tend to skip over.  I do know of the male lead, Zac Efron, thanks to celebrity gossip blogs, many of whom refer to Zac as gay, probably because he has highlights.  Like, lots of them.  More than I ever had as a girl at that age.

That is the limit of my "High School Musical" knowledge.  I can't even tell you one song off the musical, a plotline, or characters. 

It seems that my generation is completely "High School Musical" -proof.  Unless you have a sister/brother/niece/nephew/cousin who is the perfect age, chances are you aren't watching.  I don't have kids and neither does anyone I know and even if we did, they would be too young to have carnal knowledge of the "Musical."

I first saw Grease about 20 years after the fact and if you add up the years, that is pretty much the equivalent amount of time it will take for my children to be exposed to "High School Musical."  Weird, huh?

So here's a question: if I watched it (once I figure out where/when/how) would I enjoy it?  Is "Grease" a good movie or do I like it because I watched it as an impressionable youngin with a propensity for pop music and unrequited love?  I'm almost -ALMOST- tempted to Netflix it and see what it's all about.  Wait, is it on Netflix?

There's a lesson in this and it's definitely "wow, you're really lame" but I'm not sure if it's because I don't know about "High School Musical" or because I want to know or because I'm even writing this blog post. 
There's only one solution: margaritas tonight.  Yes.
by: DJGroovySlug at August 17, 2007 12:40 | link | comments (2)

Wednesday, 15 August 2007

Sorry I haven't posted but I'm still coming down from my Monday Night high of the season premiere of The Hills.  I guess I just have one thing to say about it -and let me make sure I don't oversell this - IT IS THE BEST SHOW ON TELEVISION EVER. 

The Boy was present, which is not normal nor conducive to Hills Night, and he spent most of his time trying to besmirch THE BEST SHOW ON TELEVISION EVER.  I never claimed The Hills to be worthy of Emmys and Nobel prizes but my gawd it's damn fine guilty pleasure TV  And quite frankly I have a hard time listening to the opinions of anyone who, when asked what time his Fantasy Football Draft is, responds with "Which one?"  Which one, indeed.

Enough about Mr. Cool.  Some Talking Points:

  • Where in the heck did Spencer buy that "engagement" ring?  Was it really called "Ice"?  Bizarre.
  • I will now always say "Double U Tee Eff" from now on.  For The Boy.
  • JustinBobby - I had no idea there were guys out there that actually communicate in grunts and blank stares.  I had always attributed Jason's mien to his being coked out most of the time.  I'm kind of intrigued by this JustinBobby  At least he'll keep his trap shut while I'm trying to watch TV.  /Snark.
  • It's hard to say what kind of time period we're talking about here but how can we really fault LC for not going to Heidi's housewarming when it's clear they haven't spoken since the U-Haul pulled away.  Is she shilling for screen time?  I guess you need to be able to write off all that plastic surgery.
  • Lo was in fine form.
  • How come no one is saying anything about the fact that LC dresses her cat up in sweaters?  Awesome.
  • Hahaha Spencer asked Brody for his credit card.  Loser.
  • Are they setting up Audrina to be the next Heidi?
  • Seriously, show us more Lo!
by: DJGroovySlug at August 15, 2007 11:10 | link | comments