Sunday, September 21, 2008

Friday, September 19, 2008

In Honor.

I'm going to see the Bouncing Souls tonight, so in honor of this glorious occasion (isn't your 4th or 5th Souls show a life milestone? No?), have 10 of their songs. It's hard to pick only 10, by the way.

Bouncing Souls

(sorry about any song fractions, I didn't listen to them all before adding to the playlist)

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Save Bitch!!!!

For Funsies.

Woo Hoo!

This morning I was offered an internship at a local newspaper (won't name it for anonymity's sake). When I showed the EIC my school paper (which I am an editor on) he had a lot of criticisms.

Also, tonight I will be attending an information session for a graduate school I am interested in.

Monday, September 15, 2008

Ten for You Today

Feel special.


Exhaustion, Annoying People, Books and My New Love Chuck

The 5K went well. I'd estimate I ran about half of it. Today every muscle in my body - including ones I didn't know were used for running - aches like mad, plus the plantar faciitis in my left foot is awful. I couldn't even put weight on it last night and I was in tears with the pain. BUT I FINISHED MY FIRST 5K!! And I have the free t-shirt to prove it.

After, I went to MoMA with the family for the last day of the Dali exhibit. OK, so my advice to the world is to NEVER go to MoMA on a weekend or on the last day of a major exhibit. It was horrifying. It's not just that it was crowded - I live in New York, I can handle crowded. But the people were rude, self-righteous idiots that thought they were art scholars. And this is a different sort of rude and self-righteous than I am - my style of rude and self-righteous is charming. haha. Anyhoo, these people would squeeze up within inches of the paintings (seriously, I saw someone get yelled at by a guard for touching) and stand completely in the way of both the painting and the placard with information. And of course the crowd was insane in front of The Persistence of Memory - which is ironic because that painting is in MoMA's permanent collection. Seriously, though, the crowd around the Mona Lisa was smaller and less frantic than the jackasses at this Dali show. What a waste of $12.

So I cut out of MoMA and headed to the Brooklyn Book Festival. The phrase "book festival" sends a geektastic shiver down my spine. I love books. The main reason I went was because Chuck Klosterman was making an appearance. He read a chapter from his new novel, then I bought one of his older books (they were all out of the new one) and had it signed. I'm mildly in love with him now. And the book, Downtown Owl is really good so far. Ed Parks, who wrote Personal Days and Charles Bock, whose book title I can't think of right now, also did readings and signings.

Nerd swoon.

Also, I recently noticed that I dress like a male hipster. Not on purpose.

I'm very upset because I splattered barbecue sauce all over the front of my brand new yellow Threadless tee. I hope the Spray N Wash does its job.

Another playlist to come soon. Also, I just had to add "playlist" to my dictionary, but "PlayStation" was already on the list. Go fig.

Saturday, September 13, 2008


In the morning I will be participating in (I would like to say "running" but my foot's been misbehaving so we'll see how that goes) the Susan G Komen Race for the Cure. The finish line is on the east side of Central Park at 72nd St.

I would like to take this opportunity to remind you to feel your boobs and get exams and all that.

Playlist O' The Day

Here are five songs I've been relentlessly repeating on my iPod lately. I've actually been listening to "U-Mass" more than "Debaser" but I couldn't find it on imeem.


(yes, I know that's an incredibly obnoxious color)

Initiate Blog.


This will be a forum where I spout off about things that are of importance to me. Which could include anything really. It will probably range from political commentary to playlists to random bitching about my life.

I will be posting anonymously, however. I want to feel free to say anything so not revealing my real name is the key to that.

I will share this: I am a 20-something woman living in New York going to journalism school. That narrows it down to a few thousand people, and that's as far as I'll go.

The thing is, if someone who knows me well stumbles across this blog, they'll probably be able to figure me out. But let's hope not.