RIP Patricia Neal

Things I've been thinking about today.

Sorry for being so gone - work, work, work.

1. Luckily my "side" job has improved.  Marginally.  At least I've become a lot better at pretending.  I am now the world's authority on flirting with old men.

2. I wish I had more time to be outside.  I went on a bunch of bike rides with my dad this past week and they were totally fun, but I want to go kayaking or swimming or something.  I was contemplating doing a triathalon, but not until the fall - anyone know about cheap short triathalons?

3.  I spent $100 bucks on cds at Borders 2 days ago.  Because I was having a bad day... and just because I could:

4.  I've played this on loop now for about 20 minutes.  Isn't getting any duller:

5.  Have started to fantasize about getting a Vespa again.  I saw a cute little black one with pink accents parked down the street from me and I almost lost it.  Honestly, one has to draw the line for adorable propaganda somewhere.

6.  Have decided to pick up Ella Enchanted again.  Right on time for my quarterly re-reading of the poor, tattered 1997 edition that I own.  Is it just me, or does everyone love tattered, loved old books?

Things I love today

1. Chanson Beatbox


2. Scented Chapstick

3. Scavenger Hunts

4. Still Waiting for Godot T-Shirts

5. Bevmo 5cent wine sale!  

fuck.

1.  I am a waitress.  I used to have these fantasies where I'd be at work and Sofia Coppola would come in to eat, stop me, gasp, and cry out "you are singlehandedly delivering the greatest performance of any actress of your generation!!"  Tonight Joe told me that a. I'm not doing that great of a job acting and b. customers leave me lower tips because of it.  The sad part - the really, really sad part - is that I was trying - like really TRYING - to be friendly and nice and have a good memory and talk to people and whatever.  Obviously, I'm not cut out for this.  Joe said he got an email from a customer saying that I was snide and that people say I'm sarcastic.  I actually can't say I disagree.  This job is way more work that I thought it would be.

2.  I feel like I'm slacking off so much at the lab all because of this other job.  But it's like... my career... so why do I keep fucking it up??  Damn the money!

3.  I haven't exercised in like 2 months.  I just work and drink.  And sleep because I'm so fucking tired all the time.  Which is so, so bad.  I don't even drink wine anymore, I just drink beer.  God.  Okay, that does it - I'm off the beer, I just decided.

4.  I'm depressed now.

5.  I can't believe Joe said that people think I have an "interesting" personality.  Like "weird", but for adults.  Shit, this is high school all over again.

6.  I'll just stop now.  Here's a song that's been helping to zen me out:

Happy Place

I'm kind of in love with Dexter.

Happy Place

Is this turning into a music blog??

I'd say it's not on loop, but I'd be lying.

One of my favorite Paul Simon songs

I don't understand

Women don't have prostate glands... so... I don't understand.