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Wednesday, 28 November 2007

Honestly, I Swear I Have Funnier, More Interesting Things to Say Than This

But here is further proof that Javier Bardem is scary.  If you've seen the movie, please comment so we can indiscriminately discuss our fear of Javier Bardem. 
by: DJGroovySlug at November 28, 2007 17:13 | link | comments

Monday, 26 November 2007

Oy I'm sick yet again.  At one point does someone begin to worry about her immune system when she has colds/flus 4-5 times a year?  This time it's a severe sore throat and fever and my body's inability to regulate it's temperature right now is my current source of misery.  I'm freezing cold and boiling at the same time and I brought my favorite blanket from home in order to make the day a little more bearable.  Normally I would call in sick but my boss isn't here and someone needs to be here.  So it's just one of those things.

The Thanksgiving weekend was lovely, except for a few cooking snafus that I would rather not admit to, and also the excessive amount of people being shot in the face.  My parents and I watched The Departed after Thanksgiving dinner, and later in the weekend The Boy and I watched Zodiac and also went to go see No Country For Old Men.  If you haven't seen these movies let me summarize: lots of people being shot in the face on camera. 

Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if at lunch today the person in front of me at Cosi spontaneously shoots the cashier in the face. My god it only makes sense at this point.  I would just put my money down and leave.  Also, I told Adam after No Country For Old Men that if I ever saw Javier Bardem in person I would just run screaming.  That is one terrifying mofo. 
by: DJGroovySlug at November 26, 2007 09:31 | link | comments (7)

Wednesday, 21 November 2007

Hi. 

So in honor of Thanksgiving, and because I'm a whore, I'm copying Caroline's idea and writing my list of thanks for the year.

Things I am Thankful For
1.  Gadget, my little bit of sunshine.
2.  Adam, who loosens jars that are hard to open, and sometimes buys me dinner
3.  Cable television, teacher, mother, secret lover
4.  My family, especially my mom who, when asked what she wants for Christmas, pointed and said "Your purse." And meant it.
5.  Sushi, thank you for being delicious
6.  My job, they give me money, which I enjoy
7. Kaboom, for taking care of those stubborn stains
8.  My immune system, hooray not being dead
9.  Lindsay Lohan, a role model to us all
10.  The internets, including you wonderful people!! And for Facebook.  Especially Facebook. 

Happy Thanksgiving ya'll.
by: DJGroovySlug at November 21, 2007 13:13 | link | comments (3)

Tuesday, 20 November 2007

Only The Best Thing You Will Have All Thanksgiving

I don't know if I mentioned it here but I took The Boy to Tabard Inn for his birthday two weekends ago where we consumed wine, pomegranate salad, wine, calamari, lamb, duck, wine, and, oh, more wine.  I think the wine cost more than the food, I can't say for sure since I took one look at the amount and blindly handed the man my credit card and had more wine.  WAIT.  I swear there is a point.  I had their pecan pumpkin pie for dessert which was like a layer of pumpkin pie on a layer of pecan pie and it was divine and I decided to make my own version for Thanksgiving.  Well I dug around and found the closest recipe and then bought the ingredients and then God laughed at me because today the Washingtonian is featuring a version of the recipe from the chef.  So yea verily, I say unto you, go forth and make this pie.  And then we will discuss how awesome it is.  And also how hard it is to make.  As I'm sure I will shortly discover.
by: DJGroovySlug at November 20, 2007 15:07 | link | comments (1)

Tuesday, 20 November 2007

Three Things

  • Target carries three different brands of apple corers but no pastry mixers.  You are supposed to be able to buy anything at Target.  Where else are you supposed to go for pastry blenders at 10:30 at night? Arlene's Shopping Grade: C
  • While I was at Target I noticed they put out the new Erin Fetherston line.  The only thing I know about Erin Fetherston is that baffling 2 hour commercial during last week's episode of The Hills, but apparently she has a new Target line, so hooray?  Anywho this was the first time I had ever been at Target the day a line has been introduced and I finally got to see those mythical XS and S clothes that are never around when you want to buy something.  So I tried on a bunch of Erin Fetherston stuff, including this dress which is covered in bunny silhouettes because I dress weird like that.  And like everything else at Target, it looked much better on the hanger than it did on me (and also looked much better in person than in that picture.) Erin Fetherston seems to be going for the "Girl-Child" asthetic, everything was baby doll short, and often featured ridiculous cutesy accents, like the velvet heart appliques on an otherwise adorable navy dress, or the heart buttons on a super soft wonderful cardiagn.  But that "I'm 11 years old" look is best represented by these ridiculous pants, which, yes, I did in fact buy.  The Boy will get a kick out of them.  Arlene's Fashion Grade: C-
  • I normally go for the lowest common denominator when it comes to music but even I had to ask what in the hell kind of gd music is this when I heard some dude singing about how he could take his lady to the beach or he can take her to the slums.  W. T. F.  Apparently it's Sean Kingston.  Google it if you must. Arlene's Music Grade: F
by: DJGroovySlug at November 20, 2007 10:41 | link | comments

Monday, 19 November 2007

Weekend Update

  • Friday night consisted of drinks and pre-dinner dinner at Eatbar (whiskey cocktails, roasted olives, prosciutto wrapped figs in mascarpone cheese, and french fries with homemade ketchup) and then real dinner at Southside 815 which was just okay.  That was more about the company.  And I met this girl who lives and works in Bermuda and I shit you not she pays $1400/month in rent.  What's weird about that you say? Only that she shares a three bedroom apartment with two other girls, the total rent being about $4200.  Makes you feel good about DC rent, doesn't it?
  • Saturday morning - The Sale, as it's known between me and my mother.  Every year the Military Exchange has major discounts on the entire store the Saturday before Thanksigiving.  It starts at 7am so you really have to be there at 6:30am in order to make sure you can pick over your department of choice.  I'm not sure how many people understand what the Exchange is, but think of it as Nordstrom and Target combined, but cheaper, no sales tax and only accessible to people in the military.  You can get stuff like Michael Kors, Burberry, Kiehl's, and Movado there (also electronics, pharmacy products, makeup, jewelry, etc).  The largest section is the Coach purses and they are always 20% off during The Sale, and it is always a madhouse.  I wanted to take pictures but I forgot my phone at home.  It's exactly like every stereotypical shopping scene, with bags flying and women screaming.  My mom and I got over the Coach frenzy years ago but it's still amusing to watch.  How many Coach legacy bags does a person need? 
  • Saturday day - I was pooped.  I slept from noon until 4pm.
  • Saturday night - met The Boy for dinner at Creme Cafe since he was furniture shopping down at U Street.  I think it's my new favorite restaurant.  Big portions and delicious food.  We got a bottle and I had the shrimp and grits since it's so ubiquitous, I can't help but see how everyone else does it.  I really liked the spicy kick from the andouille sausage, as well as the veggies incorporated into the dish.  Adam got the pork and beans which was phenomenal.  I wish I had gotten it, even though I loved mine.  We finished with the coconut cake which was also really good.  Highly highly recommend.
  • Saturday night night - Birthday party for The Sanj at Steve's Bar Room.  He got a table and of course the night ended with all of us swigging directly from the bottle of Grey Goose and singing to Britney's "Gimme More."  Everyone was really drunk.  And I mean everyone. 
  • Sunday morning, 3am  - requisite argument in front of Julia's over which are the best empanadas.  The funny thing about that conversation is that I've never actually had an empanada sober and I'm pretty sure that they all taste exactly the same but we just can't tell in our drunken state.  Jokes about Jewish people and "Two Girls One Cup" ensue.  Will not be surprised if we make Overhead in DC on DCist.
  • Sunday - Most of day spent in bed.  Pretty Woman.  Pizza bagels.  Some homework.  Laundry and cleaning.  

Great weekend! Plans for this week: guilt over not working on grad school paper and stress over first homemade pie. 
by: DJGroovySlug at November 19, 2007 09:52 | link | comments (1)

Wednesday, 14 November 2007

"So you liked Mario Galaxy?"
"Yeah.  I forgot how much fun role playing games can be."
"It's not a role-playing game.  It's a 'platform' game."
"Well, non-Guitar Hero.  Where you actually control a person"
"3D Action Platformer."
"Whatever, nerdo."

Okay, seriously, Mario Galaxy supposedly has a co-star option, meaning you can play with a second person.  Except this involves the other person literally just collecting "star bits" for you (I'm not making this up) which involves waving your pointer around on the screen to collect these star bits that ARE FLYING TOWARDS MARIO ANYWAY.  WELL THANK GOD, I WAS WORRIED YOU WOULD HAVE TO GATHER THESE STAR BITS ON YOUR OWN.  What commenced was the world's most boring 20 minutes of video-game playing ever, and I'm talking about even after Original Super Mario where you had to wait your damn turn to play two-player. 
by: DJGroovySlug at November 14, 2007 14:43 | link | comments (2)

Tuesday, 13 November 2007

I don't normally have skin problems but over the past couple of months I have been getting these monstrous zits on my face.  Only one at a time but they are large enough for a small island nation.  My hope is that the one on my forehead from a few weeks ago isn't migrating around under the layers, waiting to find the one on my cheek and then falling in love and making horrible horrible pimple babies. 

Seriously this thing on my cheek is like a tumor.  Where did this thing come from? Must be the stress, as I am all stress right now.  Loads of stress.  I have so much stress it is literally oozing out of my pores.  This is one disgusting pimple.  I'm disgusted with myself.  God I'm a monster.  TURN AWAY FROM ME.
by: DJGroovySlug at November 13, 2007 16:43 | link | comments (1)

Monday, 12 November 2007

I screwed up so I'm working late even though I need to make it to another group session this evening and I'm probably already late but I need to see if this e-mail will come in the next few minutes and judging by how business works nowadays, I believe the future of the world will hinge on some idiot waiting for some other idiot to respond to an e-mail.

Here at work they tout work-life balance way too much, so much so that people often forget to come to work.  The first three months here I had contact with maybe three people regularly.  Everyone else had weird flex schedules.  And since this is one of the few times I've been here until 6pm, I wasn't surprised to hear the air turn off with a resounding whirrrrr like get out the building bitch we ain't paying for your circulating air no more.  So I guess I should just leave.  But it's not like I'm itching to get to my group session either.  So between the two options I'm going to have to go with: alcoholism.  Surprised you with that one, didn't I?
by: DJGroovySlug at November 12, 2007 18:10 | link | comments

Sunday, 11 November 2007

I'm way behind on school work, I spent the weekend wining and dining The Boy and also cleaning and organizing his apartment and I drove home this evening totally stressed.  So right now I'm drinking some crappy wine and doing a fluff post: the Love mixtape, done originally by people way more creative than me. The mixtape is an interesting quandry, since obviously iTunes and the iPod have made the mixtape pretty much useless.  But if someone were to want to present their thoughts to me via song, less is always more.  So here are 13 Love Songs, "love" being a fluid term. 

1. The Blower's Daughter, Damien Rice - ( "I can't take my eyes off of you.") Well, I had to start with a cliche.  Come on, this song is fantastic.  I love how it was used in Closer, which is a fantastic movie that is and isn't about love.  Fantastic.  How many more times can I use fantastic in this blog post?

2. Get It While You Can, Janis Joplin - ("So if someone comes along, he's gonna give you his love and affection, I say get it while you can")  The blues are all about love (or lack?) and Janis Joplin's voice really sings the emotions of her songs.  Listening to her makes me feel badass.

3.  Stay With You, John Legend.  - ("I know we'll be alright, I will stay with you.")  Now these aren't the deepest examples of lyrical poetry ever but John Legend has an amazing voice and is a fantastic musician.  I swear when this album first came out I sat in my dorm and gazed starry-eyed at my ceiling while this song was on repeat.  Great for weddings, too.

4.  Angel, Dave Matthews Band - (" I play my cards the best I can, but I lose my luck when you're not here") Okay Caroline already took the one I probably would've said, since "Say Goodbye" is fan....mazing.  It's fanmazing.  This song is equally fanmazing.  Man, I had no idea I was such a sap.  I don't even like to get flowers.  Let's all just talk about our feelings for the rest of the night.

5.  White Flag, Dido - ("There will no white flag above my door.  I'm in love and always will be.")  See John Legend above, switch dorm with flat in England and you have my junior year of college.  Only partially ruined by that awful music video with David Boreanaz.   Somebody put me out of my misery.  It must be the wine.

6.  Brandy Alexander, Feist - ("He's my Brandy Alexander, always gets me into trouble.") The Boy is about to throw my iPod out, thanks to the number of times I've played this in the car.  I love any songs that deal with unhealthy relationship dynamics and make them romantic.  Hooray dysfunction!

7. Not About Love, Fiona Apple - (" This is not about love, 'Cause I am not in love, in fact I can't stop falling out.")  Fiona sings like Janis Joplin, in the sense you can really feel the emotion in the song.  She's also a pretty amazing poet and this song is a great poem set to music.  This is a love song for postmodern cynical American women. 

8.  You Make Me Feel So Young, Frank Sintra. ("Every time I see you grin, I'm such a happy individual.")  Gotta love Frank.  When I listen to Sinatra, I imagine I'm a rich New Yorker celebrating my penthouse wedding in my Elie Saab wedding dress and grey square cake decorated with pearl accents and everything is so quintessential New York love story that Woody Allen shows up.  Not that I've given it much thought or anything... but ask me about the place settings.  Ask me.

9.  Love and Some Verses, Iron & Wine - ("love to say this to your face, I'll love you only") One of the most creative, poetic love songs I've ever heard.  Awesome. 

10.  Everything Will Be Alright, The Killers - (" I never knew, I never knew, but it's alright")  Normally I wouldn't think of The Killers as anything but dippy contemporary solid fun rock to listen to but this song has hit me on good days and then I'm like, yeah they get it.  Wouldn't have made the list if Brandon Flowers was still wearing all that eyeliner.

11. Can't Stand Me Now, The Libertines - ("An ending fitting for the start, you twist and tore our love apart.")  Forget what this song stands for, I seriously want to start dancing when this song comes on.  Just imagine burning all your lover's crap while having some good pinot and singing this while dancing around in your apartment.  Hilarious pans to cat watching your antics optional. 

12. Goodbye, The Postmarks - ("Good-bye, I'l be gone when you open your eyes.")  Another great break-up song.  Really, people have found a million different ways to say "Your ass sucks, adios mofo" but I guess when we're in love we are too soppy to even come up with some good similes. 

13.  Ceremony, New Order. - Forget best love song, I'm convinced this is one of the best songs of all time until I read The Believer considered it one of the best pop songs of all time and now I don't know what to think, damn hipsters ruining everything for me. 
by: DJGroovySlug at November 11, 2007 20:48 | link | comments (2)