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Monday, 28 April 2008

I mostly just want to apologize to the pedestrian I almost ran over and then honked at obnoxiously this morning, because you were crossing correctly and I wasn't paying any attention to the fact that my light was red.  I really didn't need the obscene gesture though.  I wish there was a way to put up a sheepish smiley while driving.  I hate driving to work.   And then I had my big presentation for class today (which went swimmingly, thanks for asking) and I went in early and it was raining and gross and UGH I need to watch my emotional outbursts.

In other news, I recently discovered that my other professor unceremoniously added a week to the semester and is having our final exam during the undergraduate exam period, which is RIDICULOUS because the grad students ALWAYS have finals on the last day of class.  Who does he think he is?  He's always talking about the decisions he makes based on teacher evaluations and here's my evaluation: LOSER.  Take a summer break, nerdo!!!

My way of rebelling was skipping out on class tonight and I'm home now, nice and early in time to go running and pick up dry cleaning and spend the evening doing something useful, like the final project and watching Gossip Girl and The Hills.
by: DJGroovySlug at April 28, 2008 17:18 | link | comments (1)

Wednesday, 23 April 2008

I'm toying with the idea of getting a cat, which is strange because I generally don't like cats.  I would say I find about 40% of all cats cute, the rest are deplorable vermin.  But the cute ones are really cute and squishy and perfect for hugs.  I know.  Psyyycchhoooo.

I'm not entirely convinced I'm not allergic to cats, since it's not like I've spent quality time with any.  I don't really have many sneezing or stuffy nose fits in general so who can really tell when something's a cold and when it's hives.  Okay, probably most people, sure.  The point is,  I didn't want to get the stinking cat and then turn out two months in that I can't breathe in my own home and have to take back my Kitteh.  So I got allergy tests this morning.

They put a whole bunch of stamps in my back and I sat around reading an old copy of Vanity Fair and then voilá!  Allergy test complete.  As the nurse was checking out my spots and her chart, she finally announced my allergies.  Pollen and mold; naturally, I mean every one is allergic to pollen, mold and dust since our immune systems continue to fail faster than evolution can keep up with our constant exposure to pollution and processed food. 

But as far as my animal allergies, looks like I'm cleared for a cat.  Dogs are okay, too. But I was never prepared for what could possibly kill me:

//dramatic prairie dog music



NO that's not a hamster.  It's a gerbil.  I even asked her to clarify, like "Excuse me?  Gerbil?" and she rattled off the list of things I showed no allergic reaction: cats, dogs, hamsters and guinea pigs.  I'm allergic to gerbils.  The doctor said I'd be fine getting a cat but that I should probably avoid gerbils.  Gerbils.

How do you develop an allergic reaction to gerbils?  Jesus I'm so lame.
by: DJGroovySlug at April 23, 2008 09:55 | link | comments (4)

Monday, 21 April 2008

Well there isn't much to say about this weekend except: boy, did I consume a ton of carbs. 

Actually, I had a pretty successful weekend in terms of the fun to GTD ratio.  The real travesty is today, where I literally slept through my alarm clock and woke up with a start at 8am, which is right about when I leave for work.  And then there was traffic and it was raining and I had left my umbrella in The Boy's car over the weekend and halfway to work I realize I forgot my cell phone so lord knows I better not get into an accident and then my garage was full so I was scrambling for parking.  What do you have for me next, God?  Unemployment and shingles?  I've got a busy couple of weeks coming up, don't screw me over!
by: DJGroovySlug at April 21, 2008 09:48 | link | comments

Monday, 14 April 2008

Weekend Update

  • Cleaning, for realz.  Everything is scrubbed and put away or tossed or donated.  Now that my place is straightened up, I can breathe and think again.  Although I never got a chance to vacuum since after I came home from last night's debacle, I ended up dancing around in my room for a while and then passing out to Iron Chef. 
  • Hit up Park at 14th again and had a swell time.  Everyone there is beautiful (well, for the most part) and always looks like they're having so much fun and the music is great.  Prices are a bit outrageous but eh.  What can you do.
  • Gave in to my photography habit by purchasing a super sweet tripod (Manfrotto and necessary for photography class) and splurging on the 50mm 1.8 lens (Nikon and completely unnecessary),  which is, granted, only $100 but jesus dinner cost a lot last night.  It'll be pasta and butter for the next couple of weeks.
  • This morning my alarm went off at 6am.  I must've, in my idiotic stupor, been optimistic enough to believe I would get up to go running. Instead, I continue the slow training of my brain to sleep through my alarm clock and woke up around 8am.  I was, needless to say, late for work. 
  • Wow, besides the cleaning, it seems all I was able to accomplish this weekend was to spend way too much money, stand around with pretty people in a place with loud music, and drink like a fish.  But the cleaning totally makes up for it, I swear!! You should see my place! (Just don't look at the floors.) 
by: DJGroovySlug at April 14, 2008 10:17 | link | comments (2)

Sunday, 13 April 2008

Once again, with the complete intention of getting lamb kabob TO GO from my favorite kabob place, I end up not only failing to get kabob but doing something that is the exact opposite of my intentions.  Kabob Palace is clearly out to get me.  I will be shocked if I ever make it there and leave with a #2 special and back to my home. 

5pm hit and I was already feeling peckish, despite a filling lunch of leftovers from Famous Dave's (mmmm BBQ).  I figured I would drive down to the Kabob Palace and get a take-out meal and continue my work on my final projects for school.  I hadn't left the house all day and figured even though I had a few meals I could scrounge in the apartment, a good treat would do me good and complete refresh me.  Plus all the work I put into getting my apartment as clean as it was, no way was I going to scrap all that for a baked potato.

Naturally, I get halfway to Kabob Palace and the street is closed for some sort of bizarre street faire.  WTF.  So I decide to cut my losses and get a pizza at Bebo Trattoria, since pizza had actually been my first choice but I felt guilty for eating so much pizza. 

Now here's the thing about Bebo.  I've eaten there several times and I know that critiques usually revolve around the bad service.  I wouldn't necessarily say that the service at Bebo is bad - 'course a waiter would literally need to spit on my food in front of me and call me a whore before I'll even start to think "what bad service!"  But I always found it...odd.  Noticeable.  I guess the best service is the kind you don't notice and I've never eaten at Bebo and not noticed the bizarre service.  Even when I went in there once with the sole purpose of getting a gift certificate, I always have a strange interaction with the staff.  I was buying a gift certificate on behalf of The Boy who needed a gift for someone.  The guy who sold it to me pointedly asked "Do they like Italian food?" And he meant it, like "don't bring around that riff raff that likes Mexican or Lebanese food, they aren't welcome here."  It was so odd but of course I just sucked it up because I'm a wuss.

And that's how I ended up eating an entire meal and three glasses of wine at Bebo by myself on a Sunday night.  I had gone in there explicitly stating I wanted a pizza TO GO  and somehow I'm seated at the bar with wine and bread and olive oil and I'm a total wuss that I don't say anything.  I figured I might as well cut my losses and halfway through my wine I decide to go ahead and eat the bread and naturally it's AMAZING.   And I eat my pizza there - a spinach and ricotta pizza - and it's AMAZING and then I chit chat with this guy at the bar and three glasses of wine later here I am, wondering how I managed to get tipsy, spend $50 on dinner at a bar and now I just want to go to bed when I was SUPPOSED to be spending this time doing the design for my final project. 

I suck at life. 
by: DJGroovySlug at April 13, 2008 20:31 | link | comments (1)

Tuesday, 08 April 2008

There are few accomplishments in my life worth mentioning now that I saw a B-list celebrity apply lotion in the nude, post-sauna visit.  Studied abroad at Oxford? Pffft.  Been to all the continents but Antarctica?  Lame.  I SAW THE STAR OF SUCH CLASSIC FILMS AS "21" and "BLUE CRUSH" NAKED.  AND SHE SAW ME NAKED.  We're totally BFFs now.  We went out for fraps afterwards.

I'm avoiding putting her name down because I really don't want to attract the Google traffic that commonly searches for "XX naked" or what have you.  Plus I don't want her (or her "people") to know I'm talking about her.  I know.  I'm so slick.  James Bond doesn't have moves as cunning as this.  I'm like a stealth fox that mated with a cobra.   Okay I'll stop now. 

Although we did a lot in L.A., the highlight was probably going to the korean spa with Liz and Liz's crazy, super L.A.-type aunt, Kiki.  I know, right?  Kiki!  I love it.  The spa consists of the typical circuit: dip in the hot spring bath, then a quick dunk in the cool bath, then the dry hot air room then the steam room.  Wash, rinse, repeat.  This is all done completely in the buff, which means Liz and I are now uncommonly close.  Not even my doctor has seen this much of me.  I make him wear a bag over his head. 

You can also opt for services, basically body scrubs and massages.  Liz promptly signed me up for something called Body Care and while I can tell you what it was all about, I can definitely tell you what it was not: Caring.  I've peeled oranges with better care than this woman did with my poor body.  There was a lot of...well, molding I guess would be the right word.  Lady, I am not pizza dough.  There are structural elements within my being that are designed to prevent me from flattening.  You seem to think these elements are but a minor nuisance to your intention of morphing me into the table. 

I don't know what else to say about it.  A korean woman in a bikini rubbed me down.  Milk was involved, as was shaved cucumber.  And I swear I saw a yogurt cup on my way out but that could've just been her lunch.  I left with the best glow my skin has ever had.  You could write a lot of tasteless jokes with the material I just gave you.  How do I get myself into these things?  It was so great I can't wait to go back, celebrities aside.

Tomorrow: The story of our Hajj to Mecca, or How We Stalked the Characters of The Hills

Thursday: I Swear I'm Not A Celebrity Stalking Loser, or My Pictures of the Playboy Mansion Gate: Let Me Show You Them
by: DJGroovySlug at April 08, 2008 16:10 | link | comments (1)

Monday, 07 April 2008

I had the funnest (most fun?) time in L.A. this past weekend.  I'm kinda shocked with how much we managed to get done and see AND still have time to get pedicures.  I can't get into it now but I will say this: Nekkid celebrities.  Chew that over for a while.  Meanwhile, I need to recover from the red-eye flight and the awful commute from the airport to my home. 
by: DJGroovySlug at April 07, 2008 13:37 | link | comments (1)

Wednesday, 02 April 2008

I have this awful mark on my face, running from my lip down to mid chin , it's bright red and looks awful and scabby and I've pretty much spent the entire day watching people try not to notice it.  And it really doesn't bother me, even if they do think I have the world's worst cold sore, because chances are I'm not going to tell them why it's there and how it managed to appear over night.  And it's not even because I don't want to look like I'm trying to diffuse the giant cold sore situation, but the fact of the matter is the hamster bit my elbow and in my natural knee-jerk reaction I pulled my arm away from her.  And since I keep my nails pretty long and my hand was right next to my chin at the time, I managed to scratch a large gash, drawing blood from my own face.  It's so ridiculous, even I can't believe it actually happened.  Hamster-related self-inflicted facial wound. 
by: DJGroovySlug at April 02, 2008 13:30 | link | comments (5)

Tuesday, 01 April 2008

April 2008

wearing: I've purchased some new trouser jeans and I shall experiment wearing them at work when I'm not supposed to.  This is what happens when you send your girls to Catholic school.  Flagrant disregard for the dress code.

listening to: Fine.  I'll bite.  Yes, I downloaded Vampire Weekend.  And, yes, I enjoy it. 

reading:  The Bell Jar for when I'm feeling melancholy and The Ambassadors for when I'm not. 

watching: Jon & Kate + Eight, of course.  Also, I've been informed that some people took exception to my synopses of shows I don't watch.  The words "hater" and "jealous" were employed.  I would consider apologizing, but then I realized that if I were at the end of that stick, it would be hard for me to generate outrage over someone who, during last week's episode of The Hills, actually stated aloud "How did Heidi manage to take all that time off of work to avoid Spencer in Colorado?"  LIKE IT WAS ALL REAL. 

craving: Moules frites, or maybe just delicious fries with mayo-based dipping sauces.  Good belgian beer.  Hmm, I think our dinner plans were just made. 

wondering: Okay I think I have pinkeye.  Which is gross.  And annoying.  And gross. I'm throwing out all my makeup tonight.  Do I really have to see a doctor for this?  Can't I just let it go away?  Also, does this mean I won't ever get it again, like the chickenpox?

wishing: I have a few dreams that are percolating in the head as we speak. 

lusting after: A 50mm 1.4f lens for my (The Boy's) camera.  Also, we were talking about one of my purses that needed to be taken to a leather repair shop for some work and Adam said that this should be a lesson to me to rotate purses and somehow in there I heard "YOU NEED SOME NEW PURSES" and that phrase is swimming in my head like a old school Microsoft screensaver. 

loving: I'm such a geek but I love my Nintendo DS. 

hating: Pinkeye.  The weather.  Mostly the pinkeye.

impatiently awaiting: LA and sunshine.  5pm, I'm feeling super sleepy.

dreading: Summer school.  I have an insane schedule and no breaks.  Let the madness begin!
by: DJGroovySlug at April 01, 2008 14:13 | link | comments (6)