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Sunday, November 21, 2004


Well, nothing exciting happening here.
Just wanted to remind myself that I cannot stand that new U2 song--vertigo or whatever that song is they play on the commercial. It annoys me that they say one.. two..three...fourteen!!!!!!! I know people are gonna hate me for criticizing U2. Generally I like their songs. But they must've skipped that Sesame Street episode on counting in Spanish or something. Seriously. I like to consider myself a non-snob when it comes to music but that song blows. Alrighty. That is all.

Saturday, November 20, 2004

Things That Make You Go

I know, terrible. I couldn't help it. Flashback to the early 90's for a sec.
Now that you are back,
There are so many reasons why I shouldn't be awake right now, the least of them being my little jaunt to Manhattan tomorrow. Yes, we are leaving at noon but I am a 9 hours of sleep kinda person. Gonna be fun...

But really now, things about life or myself that I find interesting/weird/bizarre/insert synonym for strange here:

My freakish fascination with red heads. Maybe cause my first boyfriend (if that's what you would call someone in kindergarten who drew you lots of pictures and wrote "I (heart) you alana, love ryan") was a red head. And a good artist. My friend Josh makes fun of me cause I drool when I see Josh Homme from QOTSA. Or Seth Green. Or anyone with remotely red hair it seems. I mention this bit o' trivia cause I met a guy tonight who had shaggy reddish hair and was piss drunk and I still thought he was attractive.

My desire to get the hell outta Kansas mixed with the fact that I could have left anytime in the last 2 years and never did. It might not be that weird to everyone but to my friends and family and anyone else who knows about my wanderlust it is unlike me to stick around one place for long. For godssakes I lived in arguably the most beautiful area in the US in California. Yes, Marin county is hoity-toity and expensive but dammit it was nice. Even Phoenix was fun. But I left my (ex) boyfriend there long ago and I don't really wanna live there again. Too many "wrong" memories.

My inability to commit. I bet I wouldn't feel this bad about not being able to settle down if I could actually find more men that didn't want to commit in whatever way they think they want. I feel bad for my friends who hate their lives because they aren't married with children yet. Pshaw. I think if I do decide I want to get married or whatever, it won't be exciting. I obviously haven't met the person who is gonna help me be excited. And yes, I know it isn't such a strange thing to be this way but every day my surroundings remind of what I "should" have at my age.

The NBA. I mean really people. Can you say b-o-r-i-n-g? I am an avid sports fan and I love college basketball but I cannot stand watching a game where defense is as real as a pro-wrestling match. I will admit that the fight between the loving Pacers and the fans was worth a second look. I just saw a commercial/promo for the Pacers v Timberwolves game with Artest sitting outside the school principals office. Ironic, eh? I wonder if they will pull that spot after the media overplays last night's fiasco.

Call me a corporate whore (no really, I like it when you talk dirty...hehe) but I could survive in a city that solely consisted of:
IKEA, Dave&Busters, P.F. Changs, California Pizza Kitchen, Barnes & Noble, Pizzeria Uno, Cheesecake Factory, Moe's, and Hastings.
That isn't a complete list but just a few of the fine establishments that call me their bitch. Don't get me wrong, I'm all about the independent stores but I love me some lettuce wraps and swedish furniture.

Alright, seriously, I'm gonna try to sleep now. Oh, if by some slim chance anyone reads this feel free to leave comments. Yes, I guess I am begging for attention. Enough about me, I wanna know about you!! You are probably far more interesting anyway!
What is your favorite breed of dog?
What music are you listening to right now?

More questions for the audience to come...sleepytime hopfully...*

Thursday, November 18, 2004

Book of the Day Club

I just finished Stranger Than Fiction:True Stories, an interesting read by Chuck Palahniuk. He provides insight into why he wrote some of his other books. I have yet to finish his entire repitoire but I appreciate Fight Club more now than I did in college. Its funny to read the book while the movie is on FX or some other channel. A lot of the movie follows along with the lines in the book. Just a bit of random info. I have plenty more where that came from.

Anyway, I have been reading an average of 1 book every 2 days or so. Needless to say, I have accomplished nothing else to speak of but I waited every day of the last month of college to finally be able to read books...delightfully mind numbing girlie fiction...unbelievably raw Palahniuk and Bukowski...Oprah's book club tomes...New York Times bestsellers that all have the exact same premise and conclusion...
Let's just say, the library is my place of refuge. They rent DVDs for chrissakes!! What more could you ask for?? Ask me how much money I've saved by doing nothing but reading library books and watching library movies...well, I don't know an accurate answer but I bet its a lot.

Of course, in between reading, I seem to have a lot of time to think. Which is not necessarily a good thing. It is probably a bad thing.

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

Whaddaya think?

One and a half posts down. About to break my previous record which I believe was 4 posts on one blog. Wow, inspirational.

I think I'm never getting married. And not because I can't. Because I don't want to. Or won't want to. I mean I am 25 years old, right? Shouldn't I be feeling some sort of nesting/maternal instincts or something? I don't. I suppose I better not base my facts on my friends. Like the ones who have already been married at least once and most divorced at least once and with at least one kid so far. Am I the exception or are they the freaks??? I'm going to assume it is them. No offense if they read this.

I guess that is why my friends say I act like a guy. As far as relationships go at least. Obviously (to some people I suppose) not anatomically! So when I give you my phone #, don't call me the next day... I'm sorry...that is too soon. Wait-PLEASE-wait at least 2 days. I won't be waiting by the phone, don't worry. And don't be surprised if I get tired of you after you show interest. Can't help it. Well, maybe I can help it but is the chase not the best part? I mean, really? While I'm laying out the rules, I should mention that I don't get jealous. Plain and simple. Not worth my time. Sex and fun...worth my time. Jealousy and stuff...not worth anyone's time.

To round this random post off, I am watching South Park and they have these clips of real pets as a fake TV show (hard to explain). Point being, these animals are adorable!!

I will end with a quote from Family Guy: "Lifetime...television for idiots."

Saturday, November 13, 2004

Alive & Kicking

I seem to have forgotten just how un-funny Saturday Night Live can be. It's really sad that of all the garbage on the tele right now, the best I could find was SNL. I'm not picky either. But hey, when sitting at home on a friday night, one probably should not complain too much.

I always feel like I've got somethin to say and when I try to write stuff I can't come up with jack.

So I could write some brilliant social commentary. Or suggest ways to save the rainforest. Perhaps I could make witty political banter with myself. Not like anyone is going to read this anyway...suppose I will just ramble a bit.

At 25 and almost 1/2 years old, I have no bloody idea what to do with myself. And I don't care. Don't tell anyone cause then I'd get tagged with some nice labels like "slacker" or "waste of space" or something lovely like that. Did I mention the fact that I have a Bachelor degree in Psychology? Cause sometimes I really forget that fact. I'm obviously not using it to the best of my ability.

Oh, and living in the great state of Kansas is spectacular. Seriously. No, I mean it. Really. Okay I'm lying. Through my teeth. But enough about my situation. Here is a picture of my dog...

Friday, November 12, 2004


Originally uploaded by alana33.
holy cow is this really gonna work??