late nights, bright lights

Because I've been seeing a lot of '09 media reviews and I remember nothing of the last 12 months apparently.

Last updated 03/28

Bold = liked
Italics = loved
Struck Out = did not enjoy
* (asterisk) = re-read/watch
mm/dd = when this was added to the list

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( Television in 2010 )


( Earworms in 2010 )

Oh yeah, and I guess I forgot to mention...


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So let's see how I do this year. Last time I did 31 Days 'o' Blog, I only actually got 30 days. I missed the very last day. I'm going for full burn this time around. Admit it, you're kind of psyched.

EDIT: Oh yeah, and 27 January is Rabbit Hole Day, so watch out for that bad boy too.

Yeah, so the title is not descriptive, but it's nearly 5 am so I reserve the right to be uncreative. So here's a meme. I was tagged by munkymp3

FIRST: If you've been tagged, you must write your answers in your own LJ and replace any question that you dislike with a new, original question.
SECOND: Tag eight sexy people. Don't refuse to do it because that makes baby kittens cry. I will tag: bluehippos, sparrowshellcat, epiphanyx7, kandigurl, tristafantastic, henpecked, kutiechick and that mysterious familiardevil.

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Day 668,930

Battled demons.

My Weekend, Point Form List

-five dishwasher loads and two sinks of dishes
-baked a cake
-signed up for tumblr
-learned a lot more about photoshop then I thought I would
-12 entries @ Hogsmeade weekend
-sore knees from sitting cross legged and blasting through 9 of the entries today
-thought of all possible jokes/double entendres associated with me saying I had sore knees
-finished reading the fifth Georgia Nicholson book
-found out how to join AIM chats on Trillian
-bought Uno
-was sad that I had no one to play Uno with
-ate some cake
-had a dance party with Frank Burns
-found out my giraffe has lost his last ear and is now fully earless
-washed my dirty laundry
-braided my hair
-unbraided my hair because it looked ridiculous
-got lonely
-got belligerent and decided I didn't need no stinkin' friends
-got lonely again
-thought about Nano
-thought about losing my job
-ate more cake
-wrote this list of things I've done so far this weekend

Pretty decent set of accomplishments. I would also like everyone to note the following!

Things Yet To Do This Weekend

-party because I get tomorrow off too!
-watched some s4 of Supernatural in preparation for biting the bullet and watching s5
-post more on my tumblr
-complain about Hogsmeade voting not being up yet
-eat some more cake to free up room in the fridge

So don't say I don't have goals.

Ever spent so long in someone else's skin that blinking at the clock, seeing it's almost five thirty and finally noticing the cramps in your legs feel so surreal?

I gotta stop doing this to myself.

EDIT: Making this public now. It's one of those things that make you shake your head and cringe.

This is a list gleaned from spending four days at my father's place. Not one word of a lie, these are people, groups or things my father described as 'chiseling prick(s)'.

A few things to keep in mind: 1) he's my daddy and I love him despite his many flaws
2) I wouldn't wish a conversation with him on my worst enemies
3) yes, he's an insensitive bigot
4) yes, I'm putting this behind a cut

( Chiseling Pricks )

March Thirtieth, Two Thousand and Nine

7 hours, 43 minutes remaining: Evidently, these dress pants are made of kryptonite and are sapping my brain of its smarts and... stuff.

7 hours, 7 minutes remaining: Also, my hair looks awesome today. I don't think I can stop being cute sometimes.

5 hours, 36 minutes remaining: Where did the morning go? This is one of the only times I like to lose track of time.

5 hours, 2 minutes remaining: And I will call it... 'escalation Monday.' Screw that completely.

4 hours, 25 minutes remaining: Seriously, I did not eat my wheaties this morning. These people are talking circles around me.

4 hours, 2 minutes remaining: Sudden stabbing chest pains would normally worry me, but it turns out it was just an errant T-pin. So relief and also ow.

3 hours, 55 minutes remaining: My time left here is dwindling. DWINDLING!

3 hours, 38 minutes remaining: Really other reps? Really? I'm not your wife, you can't threaten me with bodily harm to make me work more efficiently.

3 hours, 17 minutes remaining: (13 minutes until lunch!) It's freaking freezing in here. Screw winter and screw the cheap-ass building managers who won't turn the heat on.

2 hours, 26 minutes remaining: Lunch rocked, Friday almost over. Well, the part of Friday when I'm expected to wear pants.

2 hours, 1 minute remaining: Crap. We've reached the section of the evening when time starts to go backwards. And my customers turn crazy.

1 hour, 49 minutes remaining: Awesome sauce! I love it when the customer opens with 'I bet you don't know anything.'

1 hour, 23 minutes remaining: Also awesome sauce! When you're ending a call and you hearing the customer murmuring 'I love you.'

1 hour, 5 minutes remaining: Dead air that won't stay dead pisses me off.

59 minutes remaining: It's the sweet agony of knowing how close you are without being there. This is why I want a surprise death. I don't want it to be drawn out; I don't want to know when or how because then I'll always be looking ahead, not focusing on what's right here. Like, hey Colleen, we got you this piano dangling from a crane- oh! BANG CRASH TINKLY PIANO KEYS!
Yeah.
Like that.

35 minutes remaining: I hate/love this bra. It makes my chest look so pretty, but the wire is trying to kill me.

8 minutes remaining: Texan accents make me think of Jensen Ackles, who makes me think of Jard Padalecki, who just distracts me...

2 minutes remaining remaining: So that guy's name was Adolph and he only sounded like, thirty five. I didn't think anyone born after, oh, you know, 1942 was named that. Weird.


And then I went home...

Sight
Big Bang Theory, Season One

Sound
Alanis Morrisette, The Beatles and Simon and Garfunkel

Touch
Fuzzy blankets right out of the dryer, McLovin' fur, freezing cold air at work

Smell
Chocolate toffee ice cream, Bounce sheets

Taste
Spicy salsa, rice krispies and a hershey's kiss

I am compiling a list of awesome on a scale of one to ten (one being not awesome, ten being fully awesome). I shall post it when it has been finished.

AWESOME!