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enamouredI don't even know how to start this post. It's not as if it's some life-shattering OH MY GOD I MUST SCREAM THIS FROM THE ROOFTOPS post, but just a collection of pretty good things from my life, which has been uber stressful the past month plus, so much so that I haven't really been able to do most of the things I usually really love to do just for fun. Like, I have only read about two books from cover to cover this year, when I usually should have read five. I am weeks behind on Once Upon a Time, Scandal, and Bomb Girls, and I am serious about my TV. (Thank God that we have DVR now.) THINGS HAVE BEEN THAT INTENSE. So I take my pleasures where I can get them.
Let me go in backwards chronological order:
Yesterday I got to see an advance screening of Jurassic Park 3D! It was at 10 AM, and it was definitely fun. When the raptors showed up, the two teenage girls sitting next to me were so freaked out that they were literally clinging to each other. Before the movie started, I pulled my Sprite out of my bag and when I opened it, for reasons unknown it fizzed everywhere. A woman who had brought her two daughters along gave me a handful of napkins to help clean up the mess, which was really nice.
For some reason on Thursday, I was cleaning some stuff out of a milk crate full of crap in the garage. It's full of random odds and ends that I took out of my room ages ago, like my Brownie Scout handbook, some Garfield books, a huge book of Strange But True stories that I read like a maniac when I was like ten... that kind of stuff.
ANYWAY. I got so excited to see all of these things that I'd forgotten that I had, and once I reached the bottom of this crate, I nearly screamed in happiness because I found this stack of folders that I have been looking for for YEARS.
What is in these folders? Oh, just pretty much EVERY single magazine tearout and poster from every teen girl glossy that I wallpapered my room with when I was fourteen. ALL my Backstreet Boys posters and random other celebs and bands that I forgot that I once was super into were in there. It's like a time capsule. I'll probably take some pictures of the stuff later, because I'm still amazed that all of it was still under my roof.
On Wednesday, I helped a former classmate with a commercial shoot that she was doing at the theater where she works. I went along with her and another one of her friends. It was about two and a half hours worth of shooting, and we got to eat the food that we filmed for the final shot. It was all SO TASTY. SO SO TASTY.
But I think that the best part of the night--which was pretty damn cool anyway--was on the way home. The guy (whose name I can't remember for some reason) was shuffling through his music for something to play in the car, and I looked over his shoulder as he brought up fun., and I mentioned that I really like this one song of theirs from Aim and Ignite. Then he said that he liked it too, and so did Margie. What followed was kind of like those warm fuzzy moments in the movies: he played the song and we all sang along to it, and it was just indescribably nice.
I also found a box under my bed on Wednesday that had a bunch of random things I bought when I tried traditional scrapbooking about six or seven years ago. The biggest surprise, really, was finding a bunch of my senior pictures and name cards from when I graduated from high school. Which is a whole other slap to the face: holy shit, I graduated ALMOST TEN YEARS AGO.
And that kind of brings me to the semi-sucky part of this. I've seen at least four or five different engagement announcements on Facebook in the past month. One of them was that of one of my once-super close friends, and it's bumming me out.
Also, randomly: what do you do when you realize that one of your semi-good friends can be an asshole sometimes? I feel like I should know the answer to this question, but come on, I'm chronically nice and tend to avoid conflict as much as humanly possible.
But to reverse the suck, two things to share:
1. I signed up in the second round of International Geek Girl Pen Pals! I can't wait to get my match.
2. I am really loving this cover of "How Deep is Your Love" by POP ETC (formerly The Morning Benders).
Let me go in backwards chronological order:
Yesterday I got to see an advance screening of Jurassic Park 3D! It was at 10 AM, and it was definitely fun. When the raptors showed up, the two teenage girls sitting next to me were so freaked out that they were literally clinging to each other. Before the movie started, I pulled my Sprite out of my bag and when I opened it, for reasons unknown it fizzed everywhere. A woman who had brought her two daughters along gave me a handful of napkins to help clean up the mess, which was really nice.
For some reason on Thursday, I was cleaning some stuff out of a milk crate full of crap in the garage. It's full of random odds and ends that I took out of my room ages ago, like my Brownie Scout handbook, some Garfield books, a huge book of Strange But True stories that I read like a maniac when I was like ten... that kind of stuff.
ANYWAY. I got so excited to see all of these things that I'd forgotten that I had, and once I reached the bottom of this crate, I nearly screamed in happiness because I found this stack of folders that I have been looking for for YEARS.
What is in these folders? Oh, just pretty much EVERY single magazine tearout and poster from every teen girl glossy that I wallpapered my room with when I was fourteen. ALL my Backstreet Boys posters and random other celebs and bands that I forgot that I once was super into were in there. It's like a time capsule. I'll probably take some pictures of the stuff later, because I'm still amazed that all of it was still under my roof.
On Wednesday, I helped a former classmate with a commercial shoot that she was doing at the theater where she works. I went along with her and another one of her friends. It was about two and a half hours worth of shooting, and we got to eat the food that we filmed for the final shot. It was all SO TASTY. SO SO TASTY.
But I think that the best part of the night--which was pretty damn cool anyway--was on the way home. The guy (whose name I can't remember for some reason) was shuffling through his music for something to play in the car, and I looked over his shoulder as he brought up fun., and I mentioned that I really like this one song of theirs from Aim and Ignite. Then he said that he liked it too, and so did Margie. What followed was kind of like those warm fuzzy moments in the movies: he played the song and we all sang along to it, and it was just indescribably nice.
I also found a box under my bed on Wednesday that had a bunch of random things I bought when I tried traditional scrapbooking about six or seven years ago. The biggest surprise, really, was finding a bunch of my senior pictures and name cards from when I graduated from high school. Which is a whole other slap to the face: holy shit, I graduated ALMOST TEN YEARS AGO.
And that kind of brings me to the semi-sucky part of this. I've seen at least four or five different engagement announcements on Facebook in the past month. One of them was that of one of my once-super close friends, and it's bumming me out.
Also, randomly: what do you do when you realize that one of your semi-good friends can be an asshole sometimes? I feel like I should know the answer to this question, but come on, I'm chronically nice and tend to avoid conflict as much as humanly possible.
But to reverse the suck, two things to share:
1. I signed up in the second round of International Geek Girl Pen Pals! I can't wait to get my match.
2. I am really loving this cover of "How Deep is Your Love" by POP ETC (formerly The Morning Benders).
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Date: 2013-04-01 05:18 am (UTC)