Friday, March 30, 2012

I would like it to be 2:30. Or 5:30. Or especially 6:30. I would like to go back to work so I can enjoy my lazy Fridays again.

Thursday, March 29, 2012

I need to go back to work so I don't just sit at home reading articles about Trayvon Martin and all the birth control rights that are being taken away all the time.
Sometimes my mouth wants to start talking and say everything that I'm thinking and it takes all my willpower to hold it back, because it feels so natural, just to let those sorts of things come out.

Monday, March 26, 2012

How to Attract Girls According to Skins:
Go to giant party that's always happening
Do lots of drugs
See pretty girl dancing
Stare at her
Do drugs together
Dance with her

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Really good weekend, but they're all good lately.

Friday, March 23, 2012

I'm really glad everyone on the internet likes this photoshopped picture of Michelle Obama with natural hair as much as I do, though my very large penchant for afros is well known, seriously though, she looks gorgeous.
I spent a long time downloading songs to run to this morning and mostly I ended up downloading Rhianna. Oh well, we r who we r.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

My crotch definitely went numb while riding my bike yesterday. I found a nice blogpost about it.

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Biked 24 miles today. So pleased and happy to be in bed.
I've been thinking about writing a lot recently and don't do it. Same thing with laundry.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Reading about Trayvon Martin makes me really sad.
I finished The Girl in the Flammable Skirt by Aimee Bender yesterday. Aimee Bender is one of those people I've read a lot and always enjoy and remember the stories and forget who wrote them. She does this thing where she writes implausible things, things that sound like fairy tales, but doesn't write them like a fairy tale, but as if that's just how things are and I like that and sometimes I try to do the same thing, but it's not quite as successful as when she does it.
I locked my keys in my car before running (I was in a tight parking space and my backpack closed the door partway and it refused to open) so instead of a nice run by the river I had to run uphill to my dad's house to get my spare key. Sometimes I am sort of stupid. Also, I had leftover celery from my brisket, so I got raisins in order to make ants on a log.
Triathlon training has taken over my life and I am just lying back and letting it happen.

Monday, March 19, 2012

I really like being around people a lot. But I like to do most activities by myself. I've come to realize this repeatedly over the last several months.

Sunday, March 18, 2012

My stomach doesn't like St. Patrick's day. There is evidence of this on multiple sidewalks in Minneapolis.
Riding my road bike was really terrifying. I fell over trying to clip in almost immediately and scraped myself up everywhere, but then things got better and I went for a beautiful bike ride with my dad by the river and downtown St. Paul.

Saturday, March 17, 2012

I don't know why I'm making corned beef and cabbage as I don't particularly like beef at all, in fact I actively dislike it, yet I find myself making corn beef and cabbage at 6:30 in the morning.

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Despite the break, life remains busy and wonderful. Went running outside again today, gonna go get shoes for my bike and maybe do a fitting, but first my favorite sandwich and yogurt.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

I'm gonna eat lunch and then put on a cute dress and go read/write/study German outside.

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Sometimes I think I have everything I want.
Yesterday I bought a road bike, I would tell you what kind, but all I remember is that it's some kind of Jamis with an aluminum frame and I need to buy shoes that clip in and it costs more than some cars. After riding my steel-frame cruiser for two years, I am excited to ride a lightweight bike meant to go really fast, but I am terrified of this at the same time, hence why I originally wrote "face" instead of fast because my dad fractured a lot of bones in his face riding his bike.

Also I'm going running outside today. I'm really nervous. The worst part about running outside is that I can't just quit, I have to keep going. The run is just over 6 miles long, which I know I can do as I did it before, months ago, when I was in much less good shape than I am now and weighed 20 pounds more, so in theory this should be really excellent, but we'll see.

Friday, March 9, 2012

Today I went to Walgreens and bought acne face wash (the same face wash I have been buying since I was sixteen and worried won't exist in Europe both times I went and both times it did), a stick of concealer, toothpaste, and chocolate. I've never been so self-conscious about my purchases combined with the zit that I've been picking at on my face.

Thursday, March 8, 2012

I'm bummed that Kucinich lost the primaries in Ohio.

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

I want to make another pizza right now.
My apartment still smells like the pizza we made. I'm so impressed with how it turned out.
Sometimes I think I want to be a baby sloth and lie in bed all day.

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

It's beautiful outside, I ran over 7 miles, and I'm making pizza tonight. Life is really excellent.

Monday, March 5, 2012

It's probably good I don't have money for tattoos. At this moment I want to get them everywhere. Except my face.

Friday, March 2, 2012

Moped around all day and then realized I was being utterly over-dramatic and now I'm going to yoga and Wet Paint to get supplies to finish my picture.
Got egg yolk all over my shirt. I want it to be Saturday.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

David Foster Wallace has this story in Brief Interviews with Hideous Men  about this girl who is very depressed and because she is very depressed spends all her time talking on the phone with people about how depressed she is, but then becomes paranoid that she's a burden on her friends and that they are avoiding talking to her and in order to reassure herself that she is not a burden she begins calling her friends all the time to the point that they actually are avoiding her and she has become a burden. I've been thinking about this story all day long, even though it isn't very relevant to me right now, I just feel rather anxious (by rather anxious I mean extremely so, the kind where it feels like little ants are crawling around my veins) and this anxiety will probably fade within a couple of days, but it's really hard to talk to people and tell them you are upset. It's like my being upset is repelling, even though I don't feel this way when people talk to me and they're upset. But picking up the phone was the right choice and I feel significantly better now than I did and am glad I didn't just try to sit and wallow in my anxiety. Anxiety is hard to wallow in as it is too active.
I feel somewhat terrible today. There is anxiety everywhere. I haven't felt anxious in a long time and it's making me uncomfortable.