I was making a list to go to the grocery store, and then it was like, what for? to buy the same stuff I always buy, bring it home and then say "what is there to make?" so for now I've decided to nix the idea of going to the store. I was thinking I should go through my cookbooks and find recipes to make for the week, that way I'll be eating something different and new. however, the problem at the moment is that I'm already hungry and going through cookbooks/magazines is making me irritable. it also made me realize how much I dislike cooking for one person. one of the really nice things about when James and I lived together was that I could decide to make whatever and he would eat it. it wasn't always good, that's for sure, but it was nice to have someone to make food for. anywho. I think it's time to get some food and then sit and shuffle through recipes.

rilo kiley tonight on late night with conan...

not because I love Jenny Lewis (and the other members of Rilo Kiley), but I've been thinking about getting basic cable for the major networks to catch band performances. boo for not being able to hook up an antenna and get those channels here in Lafayette (that's one thing Tipton will always have over Lafayette).

I'll just wait for a faithful fan to post on youtube. thank God for Steve, Chad and Jawed.

reasons

not that I think of this ALL the time, but it does cross my mind more frequently than it probably should and I get asked this a lot...how long do I plan on working at Starbucks? well, there are perks to both sides of that situation. Off the top of my head one of the main reasons I still work there is because it allows me to purchase things I probably wouldn't be able to with just one job. Yes, that's right, as lovely as the Journal & Courier is, they don't pay me enough to live comfortably. And I'm not a high maintenance gal that needs all the latest fashions, gadgets, etc., I just want to be able to buy some of the things that I want, like the four cds I bought this week (two of which were used and totaled $4). The discount/weekly coffee or tea isn't a bad perk either. Paying full price...oy. Ashley E. did tell me I should keep working there so I can get my lifetime discount...heh, ya right, that would only take me 6 1/2 to 7 years to get. Also, as much as I wanted get away from Starbucks and what direction our store was heading in, I do enjoy my coworkers and the customers. On the other hand, not having to wake up at 4:30 a.m. to go to work and getting to wake up around 7/8-ish instead is SO nice, as is not smelling like coffee and doing a separate load of work clothes (which when I get rid of/donate my Starbucks clothes, I'll have an empty drawer for my sweaters).

I know there are other things to include here, but I started this blog like four hours ago and I forget the other things that I was thinking of...

what a day for a daydream

my thoughts when I was walking to work...why do I have to work on such a nice day? Sunny, breezy and low humidity. *sigh* I also wished this morning that I had a porch/patio of some sort. seems I'm never satisified...actually I like to think of it as a wishlist. one of these days I'll get to choose when I want to work and I'll have a patio/porch to sit on and read or nap or listen to music...

back to work and listening to good music.


quote of the weekend...

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.
- Nietzsche

Simple Attention

The secret of beginning a life of deep awareness and sensitivity lies in our willingness to pay attention. Our growth as conscious, awake human beings is marked not so much by grand gestures and visible renunciations as by extending loving attention to the minutest particulars of our lives. Every relationship, every thought, every gesture is blessed with meaning through the wholehearted attention we bring to it. In the complexities of our minds and lives we easily forget the power of attention, yet without attention we live only on the surface of existence. It is just simple attention that allows us truly to listen to the song of a bird, to see deeply the glory of an autumn leaf, to touch the heart of another and be touched. We need to be fully present in order to love a single thing wholeheartedly. We need to be fully awake in this moment if we are to receive and respond to the learning inherent in it.
- Christina Feldman and Jack Kornfield, Stories of the Spirit, Stories of the Heart from Everyday Mind

my own personal George Michael

Bluth, not the former Wham member. I was talking with James today at work about Arrested Development and Superbad, and how it is prob a little inappropriate/pervy of me to have a crush on Michael Cera. I'd say it's mostly a crush on the type of character he played in both of those, the nerdy, sensitive guy, but I also think he's a cute kid, too. Kid...I just did what I get annoyed with by people who aren't that much older than me=Þ Just the fact that he's 19 is what makes me feel creepy. So maybe when he is in his 20's I won't feel as weird admitting I have a crush on him.

anywho. time to get ready for work. last day of work before Austin...wahoo!

***edit on Saturday, Sept. 22, 2007***
I felt I needed to add that Christina said it was okay, he's legal.

oy

Well, tomorrow my story for the view from here column will be put in the paper...
I had asked the editor of the Life section if my subject for the column was okay, and everything seemed fine to her. She told me it was great and thanked me for participating. I'm definitely nervous for tomorrow. My not so great photo with a story about American Gladiators...oh dear. Ah well, I'm glad I'm putting something out there since I easily could have said no to writing for the column. Plus, it's too late to do anything about it.

time for sleep.

major bummero...

from pitchforkmedia.com

The biggest decision you'll have to make all season-- Do I see the White Stripes or Arcade Fire at the Austin City Limits festival this Saturday?-- has just been made for you.

Citing "medical reasons," the Stripes have cancelled their September 15 appearance at the ACL fest (according to an Austin360.com report), along with another gig the following night at Stubb's Bar-B-Q in Austin (according to Stubb's' website). We like to call this medical ailment, for which there is no known cure, Playing Against the Arcade Fire Syndrome (although the Stripes can hold their own better than most).

No word yet on other show cancellations, although one assumes that these "medical reasons" aren't going to subside for this Thursday's Albuquerque gig only to return this weekend.

oh Britney...

What happened to the sassy, racy, not white trash Britney who could shake it and flaunt it with the best of them? There is just too much embarrassment for Britney these days. Given her most recent actions, I can't imagine that mentally she is doing well...and the VMA's didn't help much. She should watch how much she is doing if she isn't well and ready to handle the usual criticism that goes along with being a celebrity. I DO NOT want to see her have another break-down. Everyone knows I used to be a Britney fan, but now I'm just sad for her. Well...as much as I can be. I want to see her get the help she needs and to make a proper comeback. It may not be the Britney from the "I'm a Slave 4 U" period, but it's gotta be better than what she did last night. No confidence, no good dancing and her lip-synching was definitely half-assed. *sigh*

p.s. here is a funny clip from Will & Grace back when Brit still had it going on...

yay, Fernando Alonso, Roger Federer and Dario Franchitti!

super slow day at work, but you never know. things can pick up unexpectedly. At noon I was the only person in the newsroom, but now there are a total of six bodies here. It's not a bad time, just a little on the boring side. I have worked a little on my column for next Wednesday. I'll warn you right now, it's gonna be pretty silly, but hopefully a few people in the area will find it amusing or something...just need to make a jousting stick of some sort for the photo shoot...

I went home on Saturday to hang out with my parents. We didn't do a whole lot since my mom had surgery earlier in the week. She is doing better, but still sore. She starts therapy tomorrow, so hopefully she will be back to her new and improved self soon. My dad was keeping busy with all of the resumes the church has been getting while they search for a new pastor. And of course we watched movies. I know it's outdated, but my parents are on a kick with buying vhs tapes and are getting quite a collection built up. At $0.99 a movie, it's really not a bad deal. We watched The African Queen, Forget Paris and The Evening Star. And like the last couple of times, I got sent home with the rejects (aka movies with too much foul language/nudity/or, in their opinion, are "kinda dumb"). This time I got sent home with Along Came Polly, Mr. Magoo, The Princess Bride, Liar Liar and InnerSpace (a movie they forgot they already owned). Gotta love parents;)

Anywho. Time to try and add more to the column since it is due by 5 p.m. Friday. I don't want to be in here last minute, trying to finish it.