Grinding my gears

Pet peeves are a stupid thing, because most of the time they just sound so dumb . Even when I think about my own they piss me off because why would something so trivial bug me. Well, at any rate I found out another one of mine, ready? When people sitting at a computer ask me what the date is. It annoys me to no end. Why can't you just look on your computer?? Because 10-1 that's what I'm going to do in order to tell you what the date is, so do it yourself! Dummies.

I've realized that this blog really only exists so I can bitch about stupid things, and Im ok with that.

NYC WTF

Lately we've gotten a ton of snow, the kicker is that it melts really fast so there is standing water everywhere. The extra-double kicker is that the puddles are so dirty that they blend in with the cement and then you step in them. Buzzkill.

One of the biggest winter trends is to wear rubber boots up to your knees. There are boots like these everywhere and it seems like the people wearing them are afraid to step INTO the puddle. YOU HAVE RUBBER BOOTS ON! Stop being a tip-toeing baby and stick your foot in the stupid puddle. ...

So glad I got that off my chest.

Happy Friday!

UnREAL

Last night I was watching Weeds with Laura, Season 2 for those who have watched, and in one of the episodes the main character's son is shown poking holes in some condoms before he and his girlfriend have sex. (He doesn't want her to move away to college) and for a couple of seconds I thought to myself *Why would you do that on camera?! She's going to find out when she sees this air!* and then I realized it wasn't reality TV. Good job, me. I guess I should lay off on watching The Real World for awhile, eh?

so hypnotic

Q: How many times can I listen to Rufus Wainwright sing Leonard Cohen's "Hallelujah" over and over again?

A: Zillions upon zillions.

Q: Why don't I own either artist on Vinyl?

A: I DON'T KNOW! blerg.

The Dark Side

It's friday, which means ....well, nothing except that it's Friday.

I almost got puked on walking home from the train station Monday. Literally puked on. I thought someone was pouring water over the ledge that I was walking under, come to find out it was a person projectile vomiting. Awesome. I dodged it, so don't worry your pretty little faces off.

My goal for the next few weeks is to find a valentine. This pretty much only means someone to watch Star Wars with me and drink booze, while self-loathing. If I can't, I will default to a friend (no one in particular), which shouldn't be too hard to persuade. If it is, I guess I will buy myself chocolates and call it a day.

Snow Good

On my way to work today I almost biffed it.

This whole week I had been concentrating on not falling while walking, and then it happened... I managed to dodge 3 full-sized adults and a small child AND was able to regain my balance. As I stood taller I looked around at the people surrounding me, my face hot (and red, Im sure), and the person behind me says "NICE SAVE!." I laughed, thanked them, and quickly scurried away as woman walking next to me says "You know, they can put a man on the moon, but they can't seem to find away to make the sidewalks not slippery." I love New Yorkers, they are not as mean as the scowl on their face says they are.

IM BACK, and AWESOME.