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Friday, December 01, 2006
I just got caught in the scariest, windiest, rainiest, hurtiest, blindingest rainstorm ever, walking home from the PATH station. It caught me in the no-man's land between the light rail and the shelter of the nearest apartment building, in the stretch of parking lots near the river where there's nothing to do but cling to a lamppost and hope you don't get blown away.
Which I literally did think would happen. I thought a tree would fall on me. I came in drenched from head to foot and making puddles on the floor.
Brrrr. Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:21 PM | shower me with attention
Thursday, November 30, 2006
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Tuesday, November 28, 2006
I came home from work two hours early because I'm getting a sore throat and the idea is, if I go to bed right away and try to sleep for 12 hours or something maybe it'll be gone by morning...
Wish me luck. Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:42 PM | shower me with attention
Sunday, November 26, 2006
There are certain ridiculous movies that I tend to watch every time I happen to come across them on tv. They are almost unanimously romcoms from the 1980's and early 1990's. Since I'm in a confessional mood (and I'm watching one of them right now), I'm going to list them:
Father of the Bride (On now; Steve Martin is removing the superfluous hot dog buns) Steel Magnolias Sleepless in Seattle Father of the Bride II When Harry Met Sally Spacecamp
That last one is almost never on tv anymore, but if it were and I happened to come across it, I pretty much guarantee you I'd watch it all the way through.
Romcoms. Ha ha ha. Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:05 PM | shower me with attention
I did it-- with the prodding of a friend, I got myself out of this apartment.
I feel pretty good right now. Pretty proud of myself. I made one good decision. Two, actually - the Thanksgiving Carb Binge is officially over and I already feel healthier. It's all in the head, you know.
I walked to the mall and I saw Stranger Than Fiction, which was okay-- not as good as I'd expected it to be, but still enjoyable-- and then I went home. I can't remember the last movie I saw by myself, I think it was Starsky and Hutch, but it was great. I really enjoy going to the movies alone sometimes. Am I strange?
Anyway, the fresh air and the walking made me feel less like death. Yay, me. Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:01 PM | shower me with attention
Alone in the house with Thanksgiving leftovers is very bad. Oh shame spiral, welcome back...
I did all the cleaning things I can handle. My nose is full of dust. My belly is full of... um... pie. Yes, pie. I'm getting stir-crazy from my self-imposed imprisonment.
I have a vague plan sketched out in my head. I rise from the couch. I shower, dress. I walk to the mall. It is, according to Mapquest, 1.19 miles. That would be good exercise to counteract the pie. I see a movie at the mall. I walk home, pack an overnight bag, go to my parents' apartment to pick up the mail and feed the cats. Or maybe I'll do that part tomorrow; I haven't decided yet.
This is a good plan. Can I do this? Why are you in Tavie's head? 2:03 PM | shower me with attention
It's such a beautiful day. Why don't I want to go outside? Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:40 AM | shower me with attention
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