1. lovelypackage.com - I really appreciate it when people go the extra mile to make everyday things a little bit nicer, and this website is all about that. Like you can have a milk carton that looks like this, or you can reimagine it to look like this. Most of the wine bottles they've featured are creative and gorgeous and make me wish I had the skills to be a graphic designer.
2. Battlestar Galactica - I have developed a love for television, and I'm not one to be judgemental of genre if I think there are good stories or intriguing characters. I got my hands on the first season dvds of Battlestar Galactica last fall, and finally got my roommate, who also loves tv, to sit down and watch it with me last month. After the first disc, we were both hooked. I'm not even going to tell you how many episodes we've watched in the last six weeks because you'll judge me. Just know that it's good. You should be watching it. (Oh, and as a sidenote, my roommate ordered these mugs for us, because we are both coffee drinkers and TOTALLY GEEKY.)
3. This American Life's favorite episodes page - I spend one day a week doing a task at work that requires minimal thought, so I've grown even more attached to my podcasts. A few weeks ago, the girl I share my office told me she listens to old This American Life episodes when she
4. Mew Mew Tower - my roommate has an iPhone, and also he has a cat, so when I saw this game I showed it to him as a joke. He bought it and loves it. Then he let me play it and now I love it. For a while we were going back and forth for the high score, but he's got me beat right now.
5. Kittens Inspired by Kittens - Okay, so I am the five billionth person to link to this video. I get it. But, YOU GUYS. It is just the right kind of video for the internet, just like David After Dentist.
6. My Sigg bottle - I got this for Christmas, and I haven't stopped using it since. I started carrying a water bottle pretty regularly this fall (when all the moisture left Colorado for the winter), but I was constantly knocking my old one open and drenching everything in my bag, so this was a surprise fix for that. As an added bonus, this one is outdoorsy enough for me to fit in perfectly amongst all these Coloradans.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
I didn't realize that was part of the heritage.
"That guy's not wearing green! I'm going to go punch him."
"I think you mean pinch him."
"No. I am Irish."
"I think you mean pinch him."
"No. I am Irish."
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Yeah, it's broken.
My computer died on Saturday, and it took four trips to the Genius Bar to get it fixed. The Geniuses are always super nice, so much so that I almost look forward to going in for a visit. It's just that, without my computer, I get sort of...obnoxious. In fact, I'm probably insufferable. Whiny, even.
And you can't avoid me when my computer isn't working, because I'm always there, eager to be distracted by you (since, you know, I can't be distracted by computer). It doesn't matter what you decide to talk about with me, I will find some way to relate it back to my computer. "The weather is nice today," you might say, and of course I would say, "I know, but I was so confused about what to wear this morning, since I couldn't check the weather because my computer's been dead since Saturday." Later you maybe want to watch a movie, and then in the middle? when that guy with a totally recognizable face comes on the screen but we can't place him? I will stop everything just to moan about how YOU have to get out YOUR computer to look him up because mine is on its way to Texas. To be fixed. Because it's broken. I might even turn on the tears, especially if you ask me about my music collection or those photos I took when I went snowshoeing. I think what makes me especially awful is that I won't lose anything, the hard drive is fine--it's just the parts that help you get to the hard drive that aren't working. So basically it's the detachment from my computer that makes me act this way, and nothingactually worth being upset about too much worse than that.
To rub additional salt into my computer-shaped wounds is that I'm supposed to be writing an essay as part of an application for a graduate school program. It's due tomorrow morning, and I'm only about halfway done. It's not that I'm procrastinating, it's that I'm borrowing my roommate's old computer this week, and it's just making the process of writing extra difficult. Everytime I sit down at to write this essay, which shouldn't be too difficult, I am overwhelmed with sadness that I am not sitting down at my computer. And then I can't focus, because I am thinking about the differences between my computer and this computer, and then I decide that maybe I should go find something else to do, because all this negativity will just drag my essay down, and also? This keyboard feels weird and the screen is kind of dark. And where are the volume controls? And how long will the battery last?
I had high hopes earlier this week that whatever problem I was having with my computer was just a little problem, but that was just not the case. So now here I sit, working on this essay, stealing glances at my phone in hopes that the Apple store Geniuses will call me and tell me that my computer is fine, and that I can come pick it up. You should be hoping for that too, and if you're not, at least hope that you don't run into me--because TRUST ME, I will find a way to bring it up. I promise.
And you can't avoid me when my computer isn't working, because I'm always there, eager to be distracted by you (since, you know, I can't be distracted by computer). It doesn't matter what you decide to talk about with me, I will find some way to relate it back to my computer. "The weather is nice today," you might say, and of course I would say, "I know, but I was so confused about what to wear this morning, since I couldn't check the weather because my computer's been dead since Saturday." Later you maybe want to watch a movie, and then in the middle? when that guy with a totally recognizable face comes on the screen but we can't place him? I will stop everything just to moan about how YOU have to get out YOUR computer to look him up because mine is on its way to Texas. To be fixed. Because it's broken. I might even turn on the tears, especially if you ask me about my music collection or those photos I took when I went snowshoeing. I think what makes me especially awful is that I won't lose anything, the hard drive is fine--it's just the parts that help you get to the hard drive that aren't working. So basically it's the detachment from my computer that makes me act this way, and nothing
To rub additional salt into my computer-shaped wounds is that I'm supposed to be writing an essay as part of an application for a graduate school program. It's due tomorrow morning, and I'm only about halfway done. It's not that I'm procrastinating, it's that I'm borrowing my roommate's old computer this week, and it's just making the process of writing extra difficult. Everytime I sit down at to write this essay, which shouldn't be too difficult, I am overwhelmed with sadness that I am not sitting down at my computer. And then I can't focus, because I am thinking about the differences between my computer and this computer, and then I decide that maybe I should go find something else to do, because all this negativity will just drag my essay down, and also? This keyboard feels weird and the screen is kind of dark. And where are the volume controls? And how long will the battery last?
I had high hopes earlier this week that whatever problem I was having with my computer was just a little problem, but that was just not the case. So now here I sit, working on this essay, stealing glances at my phone in hopes that the Apple store Geniuses will call me and tell me that my computer is fine, and that I can come pick it up. You should be hoping for that too, and if you're not, at least hope that you don't run into me--because TRUST ME, I will find a way to bring it up. I promise.
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