This unedited blog courtesy of my red eye flight to DC last week:
"So sitting on this stupid plane with stupd dude next to me (GAH) I am channeling Taylor Swift. Not just one song, but every. single. one. that plays on my little green shuffle. I read once that its socially acceptable to channel Miss Swift. But what is socially acceptable and what crosses the line? One song. Ok. Two? Three? When is it a one way ticket to crazyville? Or maybe Taylor is the one we shoulde worry about? Is she far too wise for her years? A backwards version of me. I could roll with that. Anything to make me feel less crazy.
Thats the thing about music. It makes you "take action". I have been daydreaming (yes I know I'm on a red eye) about what my next blog would be and BAM! that song about the boy who lied (yes could be any T Swift song) come on and I find my pen and make the conscious decision to pay my bill online so I can immediately draft on the envelope instead.
This phenomena - to me - at times is what I most love and most hate about music. The fact that a song can so quickly take you to a completely different, unrelated place will continue to amaze me for likely the entirety of my life.
So anyways, its 3:30 am my time. Can you tell?
Thanks a lot T Swift."
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Who Do You Think You Are?
So - its been a month. Wow. I am SO (look at the correct emphasis - I AM growing up!) bad at this blog thing.
I figured a good way to get back into the swing of things and celebrate the upcoming Sex and the City movie would be to figure out which character I relate to. I mean, any girl who has ever seen this show wonders which girl she would be if she were part of a girl troupe like our fabulous four. I feel I'm a bit of a chameleon and depending on who I'm with I can fill the shoes of any of the girls reasonably. When I think about myself individually - I've realized that the more I think I'm one, the more I realize I'm a little of each. Let's take a look, shall we?
Carrie - I feel like I definitely channel her the most. My writing style mirrors hers (or tries to!), I dream of London the way she dreams of Paris, and while Manolo may not steal my heart Mr. Laboutin certainly does. I'm guarded and skeptical when it comes to relationships because I've been on the losing end - very recently in fact. I've also made mistakes and can without a doubt recognize that I have my very own Mr. Big. Although, my story will most certainly not end with Mr. Big.
Samantha - I definitely relate the least with Samantha in almost every aspect of my life. What stands out is I am a total flirt (not to be confused or misconstrued for anything else here!) and I find that when I go out I have a confidence that allows me to meet and have fun hanging out with a lot of different types of people. It keeps life exciting having friends with such different interests and outlooks.
Miranda - To me Miranda is like the ultimate woman. She's got the family and the career. I don't know what kind of "career" I want, but I do know that I'd like to find something I'm passionate about and really go for it. She is the friendly reminder to me that having things in your life that are just yours is really important.
Charlotte - I'm finding myself relating with her more and more these days. As guarded as I am, I am still a hopeless romantic. I want to be swept off my feet and I usually fall hard because of it. Charlotte became Jewish for Harry and I believe that selfless acts like that, as long as it doesn't compromise who you are in the process, are important when you are with someone you love.
So - that's me. Any observations to add my friends? Self reflection doesn't always get the whole picture straight.
Its about time for me to check out for the evening so I can finish packing. In true SATC fashion I am jetting off to an exotic place (Washington DC) to have a conversation fueled, cocktail filled, adventure with one of my favorite girls, Miss A. Look forward to the adventures. I'll promise they'll appear sooner (or later!).
I figured a good way to get back into the swing of things and celebrate the upcoming Sex and the City movie would be to figure out which character I relate to. I mean, any girl who has ever seen this show wonders which girl she would be if she were part of a girl troupe like our fabulous four. I feel I'm a bit of a chameleon and depending on who I'm with I can fill the shoes of any of the girls reasonably. When I think about myself individually - I've realized that the more I think I'm one, the more I realize I'm a little of each. Let's take a look, shall we?
Carrie - I feel like I definitely channel her the most. My writing style mirrors hers (or tries to!), I dream of London the way she dreams of Paris, and while Manolo may not steal my heart Mr. Laboutin certainly does. I'm guarded and skeptical when it comes to relationships because I've been on the losing end - very recently in fact. I've also made mistakes and can without a doubt recognize that I have my very own Mr. Big. Although, my story will most certainly not end with Mr. Big.
Samantha - I definitely relate the least with Samantha in almost every aspect of my life. What stands out is I am a total flirt (not to be confused or misconstrued for anything else here!) and I find that when I go out I have a confidence that allows me to meet and have fun hanging out with a lot of different types of people. It keeps life exciting having friends with such different interests and outlooks.
Miranda - To me Miranda is like the ultimate woman. She's got the family and the career. I don't know what kind of "career" I want, but I do know that I'd like to find something I'm passionate about and really go for it. She is the friendly reminder to me that having things in your life that are just yours is really important.
Charlotte - I'm finding myself relating with her more and more these days. As guarded as I am, I am still a hopeless romantic. I want to be swept off my feet and I usually fall hard because of it. Charlotte became Jewish for Harry and I believe that selfless acts like that, as long as it doesn't compromise who you are in the process, are important when you are with someone you love.
So - that's me. Any observations to add my friends? Self reflection doesn't always get the whole picture straight.
Its about time for me to check out for the evening so I can finish packing. In true SATC fashion I am jetting off to an exotic place (Washington DC) to have a conversation fueled, cocktail filled, adventure with one of my favorite girls, Miss A. Look forward to the adventures. I'll promise they'll appear sooner (or later!).
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Emph-ASS-is on the Right Syl-LAB-le
So I'm a big FAN of emphasizing WORDS. But I often FIND I emphasize the wrong ones. Its always wonderful when you irritate yourself. GAH.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Define Misadventure
Yesterday I had a thought to write a blog. Actually, I'm lying already. My thought was actually 74 1/2 yesterdays ago but then my job got in the way. And I didn't have an original thought for almost that whole time. Actually, I'm lying again.
A little about me, I've successfully made it to my mids (mid-twenties) with a college degree and an accounting gig in tow. I've lived in a beautiful city for the last 5 or so years and can't believe how much of it I haven't experienced. I blame college. Well, the bubble that comes with it. And maybe the greek system. But from my greek-flavored-big-city-college bubble I've had ridiculous adventures and fits of laughter with friends as crazy as I am and who I'd be crazy without.
So now, here, today (well tonight) I am sitting on my fabulous IKEA couch in front of my amazing, far too gigantic TV, in my quaint apartment with a snippet view of the lake (but only when the trees have no leaves) trying to figure out when all this happened. Somehow I grew up, somewhere along the way I made choices, somebody decided it would be a good idea to let me graduate and an even better somebody decided to employ me.
When I think about it, it has really been a bit of a misadventure from the start. Its hardly ever been seamless and quite often has involved mini-meltdowns but is an adventure that has intrigued, frightened, taught, loved, destroyed, shaped and created me. Lucky for me (my sanity not so much) this is where the real misadventure begins.
A little about me, I've successfully made it to my mids (mid-twenties) with a college degree and an accounting gig in tow. I've lived in a beautiful city for the last 5 or so years and can't believe how much of it I haven't experienced. I blame college. Well, the bubble that comes with it. And maybe the greek system. But from my greek-flavored-big-city-college bubble I've had ridiculous adventures and fits of laughter with friends as crazy as I am and who I'd be crazy without.
So now, here, today (well tonight) I am sitting on my fabulous IKEA couch in front of my amazing, far too gigantic TV, in my quaint apartment with a snippet view of the lake (but only when the trees have no leaves) trying to figure out when all this happened. Somehow I grew up, somewhere along the way I made choices, somebody decided it would be a good idea to let me graduate and an even better somebody decided to employ me.
When I think about it, it has really been a bit of a misadventure from the start. Its hardly ever been seamless and quite often has involved mini-meltdowns but is an adventure that has intrigued, frightened, taught, loved, destroyed, shaped and created me. Lucky for me (my sanity not so much) this is where the real misadventure begins.
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