Is It Time For Me To Start Doing This Again?

I'm not convinced that I remember how.
I've been placed on notice by a fellow blogger, which I am taking as a challenge.
If I start this again, don't you think I should come up with some sort of commitment statement so as not to discourage loyal subjects? We here at TMISE are only here to serve.
I'll think about it. I've not got much to say though, so I'm not making any promises. Please comment so I know what to do because I don't make decisions without hearing from random internet friends.

My Failure in Futility

I suppose that is a contradiction in terms. Something that is futile is presupposed to be a failure, therefore, my exercise was quite successful. It's either that or I'm such a loser, I fail at failing. Either way, my experiment in documenting my daily life on a... daily... basis didn't prove successful. My thought was, that by forcing myself to write about the apparently mundane (what happens to me every day) I would either 1. be forced to write something completely lame thus allowing me to see what it is about my writing that makes it (sometimes) interesting OR 2. I would be forced to make the mundane parts more purty with good writin'. The essence of writing, after all, according to me, is telling a story about life (which is typically pretty lame and boring anyway) in a way that is interesting. Good thought, if only I had been more dilligent, right? Such is life.

It's not that you missed much either.

• The FDA-approved label change came out on Friday and caused me and J to miss our free lunch at Rasika, which I was really looking forward to because good Indian food is... good.
• Somebody from work punched somebody at the The Cult concert on Friday and we apparently got kicked out. That's ok, it made the next morning more interesting to talk about what happened the night before.
• I was ridiculously drunk.
• I did my taxes and I owe fucking Ohio 236 damn dollars. The good news is the government owes me 625. Bitches.
• I'm still doing terribly at the book club book. I've resigned myself to skipping to "the good part" in order to catch up with everyone. Argh.
• Got a wedding to go to in a few weeks. Weddings are lame and this one is on a freaking SUNDAY (who does that). Good news is, I haven't seen my friend, the bride, in a really long time and it will be good to see her and all my other friends who are going. I just gotta get my G-D act together and buy a gift and a dress and determine if it is worthwhile to ride back with my friend on Monday or buy a ticket home for Sunday night.
• I still want a puppy, but I realized that if I want to take that online class this summer I'll have to save the money. I knew I could come up with a good reason not to get a dog just yet.
• I've seen "The Syrian Bride," "Tsotsi" and "Thank You for Smoking" in the past two weeks and I would say that over all, not going to see the big movies, is way, WAY better than I had ever hoped it would be. I'm becoming addicted to seeing really good movies. Good habit.

Your Name is Gaylord?!?!

22 March 2006 10:01pm

Another slow day at work. I picked the wrong week to blog every day I guess. SWK got a little perturbed with me because she wasn't registered for a meeting she had yesterday. I don't remember registerin her either, which could mean one of two things: I'm an idiot and didn't register her or b. I passed this job on and someone else is an idiot. I'm inclined to believe the latter for obvious reasons. I apologized and told her it wouldn't happen again. Litigation. Weird mediation among the executive staff and their teams, can't wait to hear more.

Met E for lunch today. Actually he joined J and I as we already had plans for it. Running late because of other people but was ok anyway. J does a good job of (pretending?) to be completely impartial and unknowing of anything about the situation and is always a good third wheel to keep around, bless her little heart. Met up again after work since she was already late for the train and had a few beers across the street. Spinach and artichoke dip. Pleasant over all.

Heard back from the miniature pinscher breeder in Silver Spring finally- after like a week. Puppies due in two weeks but wouldn't be ready until early June. She said they bark a lot. I know I can train this away, but she seemed very focused on the issue and I felt she was trying to discourage me.

Oh yeah, and it was someone's last day today at work and he sent a ridiculously long and superfluous (two can play at this game) email. It was a "Meet the Parents" situation in which you just felt awful about the entire situation because it's so embarassing for the person. Terrible. WTF indeed.

Call Me Ishmael

21 March 2006 6:46pm

Very many people out of the office today either in a retreat to repair executive spats or traveling in California, so work was spent mostly deleting emails (after they were read, settle down killer) and reading blogs and the washingtonpost.com (same thing, right?) We ordered in lunch for all of the assistants, but the few big guys that were there mooched also. I never felt guilty once for all my laziness today, not even once. J was looking at flights to Paris and debating whether or not it was worth saving 200 bucks by taking a connecting flight- something I'm certain I will never worry about as the opportunity to travel to Paris seems highly unlikely. We'll see. Been thinking of NA lately - weird - hasn't been around for a while. Slept through the night uninterrupted last night.

Made up dinner yesterday based on what I thought was probably a good recipe for alfredo sauce. I've never made that, but made a good effort for my shrimp/fresh basil/dry oregano on vermicelli last night. E said it was great, but there is no telling what that really means since he was probably starving and would have eaten poop if I had dressed it up nice enough. R said I should not give up on Cloud Atlas so I'm going to give it a chance and hope that the story really does get better. Here's hoping.

Plans? to see Capote on Friday after work with perhaps a little pre-show dinner.
I still want a puppy.

Dear Diary, I Think Kevin Likes Me...

19 March 2006 8:23pm

Another pretty but cold day in the Great State of Maryland. I fell asleep last night of my own accord after a small and pointless argument with E (so thankful he finally picked up that phone). Woke up again in the middle of the night feeling anxious from a dream I don't remember. Planning to go another night with natural sleep, just to give it time. No sense in eating all of that Melatonin at once.

Ignored the book I should be reading all day long in place of what, I don't remember. Today I ate frozen pizza (gross), ramen noodles (sick) and several glasses of water. Also approximately one handful of banana chips. (Truly fascinating reading here.) Which brings me to my favorite thing that happened today and that was that I also ate popcorn and gummi bears at the movies. Went to see Thank You for Smoking, which was truly funny given my line of work (cigarette girl at a high class "dance club" near capitol hill). One of the funniest movies I've seen in a while. Yay!

Still thinking of buying a puppy, but after a serious review of finances, my desire has changed to quiet anticipation. Maybe one day...

Can These Be Like Jane Austen's Letters?

18 March 2006 9:12pm

Slept in less than two hours today, but woke up not remembering any dreams, as with last night. Still no idea if Melatonin helps to forget those or not. Tonight I'm planning to try au natural. Had no grand plans for the day but noticed how sunny it was out when I got up. Checked the weather only to find that it was still too cold to enjoy being out so I took a shower with plans of reading all day. Watched the rest of season one of Weeds on demand and finished Slaughter House Five. It was good, and I got some good stuff out of it. (Obviously nothing is reflecting so far.) I read a few pages of Cloud Atlas last night and found the prose to be... lumpy. Not smooth, I fear for the 600 some odd pages that make up the rest of the book. I made curry chicken for the first time- I had to be creative with lack of coconut milk in the house. I've had better. I called E a couple of times, but he's ignoring me. Standard. Now watching horrible movies on tv and trying to come up with things to do until I'm ready for sleep again.

Roughly, This

I've heard there was a secret chord that David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music do you
It goes like this fourth, the fifth, the minor 'fore the major lift
The baffled king composing hallelujah

Hallelujah..

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne
She cut your hair
And from your lips she drew them hallelujah

Hallelujah...


Well maybe I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
But love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it is a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah...

Well there was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me do you
Remember when I moved in you
And the holy ghost was moving too
And every breath we drew was hallelujah

Hallelujah...

Well maybe there is a god above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
It's not a cry that you hear at night
And it's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it is a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah...


*Don't do this often, but this song, every version I've heard, including my own, hits me in just the right spot.