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i can’t even begin to tell you how much i love this video.
i got home from work at 4:00, and it’s now 8.
the entire time, the washer and dryer (next to my bedroom) have been going nonstop.
i’ve been laying in bed for the past 2 hours, and it’s getting REALLY old. how much laundry do you need to do, michael (or, michael)?
today’s like, the first really nice day in the past couple of weeks…it’s been overcast and gloomy and this week’s started off with sunshine and (slightly) warmer temperatures. i left work early to take advantage of nice weather and go for a run. i came back to the apartment, changed, etc, and as i was walking out the door, i saw two little green eyes looking at me from under the stairs to the apartment above me…
they belonged to a little grey cat that wouldn’t come to me, but was totally watching me. as i walked away, it started stalking me alongside the stairs/sidewalk…i wanted to scoop it up and keep it, but decided that’s not such a good idea and an alaskan fur-friend isn’t necessarily something i need right now.
unfortunately, the run sucked. i did 1.5 miles before i felt like i was going to vombomb everywhere. i don’t know what’s wrong with me…i used to be able to bang out 4+ miles (usually 5 or 6) easily, running at least 9:20 pace, but usually closer to 9.
now, i can hardly finish 2 miles without feeling like i’m going to hurl, and they’re between 9:45 and 10 minute pace. it sucks and is beyond frustrating and disheartening and i know i just need to make myself push through feeling sick but when it gets to that point, i don’t want to. ugh.
yesterday (or, what i believe to be yesterday, but might not actually be yesterday, since alaska is turning out to just be one giant timewarp), my dear friend Britt posted about some of her favorite blogs to read. one of my favorites is that of Edith Zimmerman. she’s brilliant and i could read her entries over and over. they’re bizarre and terse and simple and funny and sometimes creepy but sad but wonderful all at the same time.
i highly recommend going back through all of them.
when i live alone, and know that no one is going to smell me for the weekend, i sometimes find myself slacking on the hygenic aspects of life. this weekend was no exception, as this morning was the first shower i took in 3 days. that’s not the story, though. the story is, that, in the tub, i saw a bunch of tiny spiders wriggling around on the bathtub floor. i turned on the water, said i’m sorry, but goodbye, and watched them go down the drain…except one. apparently, this one had been trained in water combat, and refused to surrender to the stream i forced upon him. so, i took a tissue, scooped him up, and dropped him in the toilet (i figured i’d flush after the shower so as not to mess up water pressure, etc). i get out, dry off, go to send him out to sea, and see he’s STILL SWIMMING IN THE TOILET WATER. WHAT THE HELL? at this point, i felt bad killing him, because he had fought so hard against all the elements. but i also didn’t want to save him and have a wet spider running around the apartment, so i sent him down the pipes. byebye.
my mom sent me clippings from a woman’s catalogue where there are these sweaters that look like cardigans, with a shirt underneath, but are actually just one piece…it’s lazyman (woman)’s clothing. instead of putting on a t-shirt, then the cardigan, you can just put on one top that’s actually a cardigan – tshirt 2-for-1 deal.
they’re really ugly.
mom, if you ever buy one of those, i don’t know if i can still be your daughter. just a warning.
this is my 200th post. i’m celebrating this evening by having laid in bed since 5pm alaska time.
while i was working yesterday, i was told that someone at the local newspaper was wondering if it would be ok to interview me. huh?! i said that would be fine…
turns out they wanted to know why i was in wrangell, what i was doing at the museum, about my program, did i want to go on for a PhD, etc. and then, of course, they said :
“well, before we finish up, my boss was really interested in seeing if you’d be able to talk about your last position…you interned at the museum of sex?? what was that like”.
of course, that’s what they were most interested in.
then they took a picture of me, of course, on the day that i woke up and deliberately decided it wasn’t necessary to shower, get dressed in anything more than old jeans and my ratty conn coll sweatshirt. WONDERFUL.
more photoshop fun!
among other roles, he played the lead in my favorite movie…Smoke Signals. he was great as Victor Joseph, and though i know he’s been in movies and shows since then, i can’t really remember seeing him in anything else…or he being in anything i’ve seen lately.
but, since i have free netflix for a month, and like to have movies/shows playing while i’m in my apartment so i don’t feel so alone, i’ve been watching full seasons of Law & Order: SVU ( i don’t really like the other law & order shows…). so, i’m watching season 8 (ep:12), and who should appear, but adam beach, playing the role of a brooklyn cop. even better? he explains at one point how his dad “built this city”…ie. he was a Mohawk steelworker.
ie. something i know a lot about being that i spent a year reading about them to do the show my class put together this spring.
EVERYTHING IS CONNECTED.
(and he’s still a total smokeshow, long hair or short)
speaking of…i still can’t get over the final decision for the Iroquois lacrosse team. don’t even get me started.
just sent in first “real job” job application.
back to searching…
i’ve been having so much fun fooling around with different photoshop actions.
hopefully i won’t get sick again tonight so i can run in the morning.
i took a chance at playing curator today over at Etsy’s Treasury. it’s fun, and i was able to make a list of beautiful things i want for my new apartment that i move into this fall. feel free to buy me anything if you so desire.