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Tuesday, November 30, 2004 the procession of the christmas party evites is trampling my near-lifeless body. let me tell you what i think about evite. evite is evil. people can see when you've read the evite, and so when you have no intention of responding or possibly of going, the inviter can see that you've looked at their party invitation and deemed it not worthy of a response. me personally, i don't like to respond to evites at all. the guilt involved in eviting is just not cool at all! for example. i got evited to my coworker's party yesterday, an evite written in victorian tone suggesting i dress in "festive attire" and bring a "fine liquor" with me. now she's nice and all, a great coworker by all accounts, but i'm not hauling myself to queens in a lacy red velvet holiday frock for anybody, especially if there ain't a keg involved. and now i have to try to stick to the same lie while tiptoeing around the office for the next three weeks. bleh. not to look a gift horse in the mouth of course. i like parties, i'm grateful to be invited and often times i even show up. but jesus christ, i got an invitation two days after halloween! almost all from coworkers or former coworkers, mind you. i think this influx of invitations is all due to the industry i work in, and not because i'm super fantastic or a life of the party type. publishing people seem very into cute christmas parties, for some reason. all girls, too. i'm sorry, i'm a bitch. but hey, i don't want to spend every weekend through the new year standing around socializing with other publishing people and their seven sisters college friends, eating pecan sandies and cheese cubes and trying not to drink all the whiskey myself because somebody else paid a lot for it. okay, i do like pecan sandies and cheese cubes, that was a bit harsh. but still. i'm feeling a bit whiny today. let's hope it goes away soon. the words spilled out effortlessly at 14:02 Monday, November 29, 2004 after five days with my family i'm lucky to have emerged with my sanity intact... but here i am, living proof that it can be done! i do love them all and i even like them all... but there's something about the chemistry of eight to fifteen of us trying to coexist in a small house that always turns me sour, and that's what happened. no need to get into it further, i guess... but can i just ask, do your families treat you like grown-ups now that you're presumably able to take care of yourselves? or do they do little things like hesitate to give you the keys to their cars like mine does? anyway. all in all i came out unscathed. also $107 richer after winning a booming $37 at the races (thanks entirely to my track-savvy cousin meghan) and earning $70 by selling two of my scarves at a craft sale my aunt went to. huzzah! i then spent almost that much on shopping for myself, drinking, and at craft stores. i found my little trees! and yes, i bought even more yarn. i can't help myself! i'm weak. last night, finally watched the office christmas special. at the end... i just lost it. i can't tell you what happens, can i? but oh, it was just so good. also, i finished the handmaid's tale on the plane back... loved it. now it's officially christmas present season! i'm so excited, i love this three weeks more than any other time of year... the words spilled out effortlessly at 11:40 Thursday, November 25, 2004 i'm in kentucky now... the second of four trips i'm taking in the last six weeks of 2004. flying isn't as fun as it used to be, unfortunately. but it's good to escape from one's own life every once in awhile, which i tend to forget until i'm actually out. so now i'm sitting at grandma's, where i just watched full metal jacket while searching on ebay for tiny plastic fir trees. does anybody know where i could get some of these? little bitty one inch trees... apparently they just aren't made, i don't know. it's of the utmost importance though. it's nice to be down here with my family. i even started crying when i saw my mom pull up outside the airport-- it's been so long since i'd seen her, and i didn't realize how much i missed her until that moment. the outburst may also have had to do with the fact that i was listening to the arcade fire on my headphones at the time and getting all emo... david told me that when they recorded that album, several of the people in the band had just dealt with deaths in their families, and people speculate that's why the album is so emotionally charged. i would agree with that. anyway, sorry for the lack of posts. i had a hellish week at work and was just not much for interesting tales. i guess i'm still not, but that's okay. i'm content, and that's good enough as far as posting is concerned, at least for today. i'm knitting a lot, i'm reading the handmaid's tale which is so good, i went to grandma's yarn store and stocked up, i've read most of harper's and bust, and i bought the greatest shirt for $15... so, yay for vacations. see y'all next week. the words spilled out effortlessly at 01:24 Wednesday, November 17, 2004 not exactly rye. i know this isn't the best i can do, but i want to share this story with you because it just warms my heart a little bit. it seems the virgin mary is hanging tight on a decade-old toasted cheese sandwich currently being auctioned on eBay. it's up to $16,000 now, i think? $16,000. if i could access ebay at work, you know i would... but because i can't, just read this article. never molded, she claims! just imagine a lucky person unwrapping that little surprise on christmas day, huh? special. i wonder why it's only ever mary whose image sprouts up on trees and sandwiches and stuff. jesus hardly ever does, does he? i mean, why is that? there's that shroud that everyone always talks about, but that was more of an impression than a vision, i think. i don't actually know. anyway, to me the sandwich looks a little more like mae west than the virgin mary. but i guess the fine people of this country aren't so interested in shelling out the big bucks for something as ridiculous as that. the words spilled out effortlessly at 13:05 Monday, November 15, 2004 okay, i slept about an hour on the plane, two minutes in the car on the way back to brooklyn, and twenty five glorious minutes at jeremy's before having to get ready for work, and here i am. and do i feel great! oh. no, wait. i feel like shit. i could've probably employed makeup to make myself look less like shit, but i thought ahead and decided that it might be in my favor to look awful when i lobby to go home at 4 today. so here we are. denver is so flat... nothing at all like i expected. i always imagined it would be more like, a mountain for every man, evergreens choking the sky to death, etc. in reality, denver is the definition of urban sprawl. you could tell me there are a hundred applebee's in denver and i wouldn't doubt it because i saw them all this weekend. the mountains are nearby, though. they're still there, very cool too. like mountains generally are. but it was so much fun, hanging out in jeremy's home town. i bought some awesome shoes, ate in a bunch of diners, went to a bunch of his old haunts (although we ultimately decided against going to the mall to smoke and check out 14-year-old girls), threw up on his mom's car, fell over and hit my head on the floor of their garage, had authentic new mexican food... it was a vacation. now i'm back here. i don't even know where to start. the words spilled out effortlessly at 10:10 Thursday, November 11, 2004 hey folks, i'm soon heading off to denver for a weekend of big skies, all night coffee shops, and meeting the boyfriend's family all rolled into one... i'll be back on the redeye on monday morning, possibly rolling hard on airplane coffee. so check back monday for possibly my most cracked-out post ever! yeah! the words spilled out effortlessly at 14:34 Wednesday, November 10, 2004 So I know it's, like, totally passe to talk about the elections at this point... but I've spent the past week wincing at the headlines on most major news sources and as a result have pretty much been reading nothing but gawker. I never thought I'd say this, but I'm even a little tired of having nothing to say about anything but Tara Reid's boob. I'm ready for the conspiracy theories and the optimistic "we might just survive this presidency yet"'s and the straightforward GOP-hater pieces, too. Bring 'em on. Actually, here's one for you that I just got: Evidence Mounts That The Vote May Have Been Hacked. Now, once you've read that article, go here and act for change. Also, thanks guys for the good back-and-forth in my comments last week... the words spilled out effortlessly at 13:11 Thursday, November 04, 2004 "How can 59,054,087 people be so DUMB?"-- cover of today's London Daily Mirror well. i really don't quite know what to say. yesterday was impossibly hard to get through. today, i'm feeling less like a shell, but the headlines on the morning papers seem to amplify my belief that we are surrounded by stupid people who actually believe bush is doing good things, and this brought me back to despondent. i've been mulling over different words that i might use to describe george bush, and the one i'm settled on for now is: tyrannical adj 1: of or relating to or associated with or resembling a dictatorship; "tyrannical suppression of liberty" [syn: tyrannic] 2: marked by unjust severity or arbitrary behavior; "the oppressive government"; "oppressive laws"; "a tyrannical parent"; "tyrannous disregard of human rights" [syn: oppressive, tyrannous] 3: characteristic of an absolute ruler or absolute rule; having absolute sovereignty; "an authoritarian regime"; "autocratic government"; "despotic rulers"; "a dictatorial rule that lasted for the duration of the war"; "a tyrannical government" [syn: authoritarian, autocratic, dictatorial, despotic] goodbye, women's rights. goodbye, gay marriage. goodbye, shred of dignity. goodbye, scrap of international support. goodbye, environment. hello, jesus. i'm quite tired of all the "moving to canada" jokes, as serious as some people might be and as pleasant an idea as that is... it would be kind of awesome to start a whole new country out of liberals somewhere out west. but we'd still have to deal with george bush - his decisions would still affect us the way they're currently affecting the rest of the world. he would still exist. so there basically is no escape. still, i'm thinking of becoming a mail-order bride. the words spilled out effortlessly at 11:20 Tuesday, November 02, 2004 ha ha, suckers... you all came over from sarah b's site thinking you'd see lesbo tongue pictures! well, try as you might, you'll find no hot girl-on-girl action shots here. i'm sorry, you're all total fools... it's just lucky for you that this site welcomes fools. come back anytime! of course, you can find them here. ho ho, you've been had again! so easy! the words spilled out effortlessly at 18:01 how am i to be expected to do anything of value for my company today? i agree that they should make election day a national holiday so that people will have little excuse not to vote. not that there are many valid excuses not to anyway. my voting station was filled with hipsters, it was a beautiful sight. what wasn't cool was that nobody even so much as asked to see any identification from me, i had to fill out my paper ballot on a card table right next to the line where everybody could see, and the woman who signed my paper ballot envelope checked off "not registered" for some reason unbeknownst to me, even though i impatiently repeated that i was an "address change". and she refused to change her mark. so i left extremely frustrated and feeling cursed. mostly i worry that it's been like that everywhere, unorganized and lazy. but people around the office are sounding positive. i sure wouldn't want to be a bush supporter in these parts. well, i wouldn't want to be a bush supporter at all. but you know what i mean. did anybody read that article in the new york times magazine about christian banking? scary as hell... there are so many people out there who have gone in that direction. so many! and then i watched a pbs special last night that highlighted how bush targets that fundamentalist crowd so craftily... they eat him right up! and this morning i was thinking about how out there in america, there were legions of fundamentalist christians lined up to vote just like i was, thinking i was the crazy one whose vote needed to be stifled. this country needs a lot more than a new president, unfortunately... we're in trouble. next time i write, let's hope it's a happy victory post and not a crumbling inside post. yay, kerry! the words spilled out effortlessly at 16:26 Monday, November 01, 2004 i'm about to set to my weekend recap and i don't know if i can reign this in or not... i'm just feeling so good after my weekend, and i want the world to know it. thank god i have a blog, eh? first, hell on wheels. yes, i know you didn't go to see them. i'm not bothered - it was a crazy night, everybody had plans. and they had nice, big audiences anyway, which was a great relief. me, i was at the front, basking. i'm in love with them! with them as a band, just the concept of them... it's stupid, maybe, to say these kinds of things. but jeremy and martin and i spent basically the whole weekend with them, staying up til 4 and 5, closing bars, proudly offering them up yuengling as a specimen of "good" american beer, talking about music and politics and i don't even remember what else. the three of us just felt so touched that they wanted to hang out with us... they're musicians we admire, they're really cool people, they're swedish, and they're slightly older than us, so the chance that it wouldn't have gone smoothly was there. but it was just exactly right. people from another part of the world, way beyond my small social bubble, sharing something cool and memorable. best weekend i've had in such a long time... it was just so special. as i was walking to work listening to their cd, this welling up of emotion, happiness and i'm not sure what else, overcame me for a moment and i actually teared up a little bit. so. that was that. it's going to stay with me for a long time. i feel like i got my breath back, and i've been trying to get it back for ages. on top of that, i also ran into sarah b selling candy cigarettes at a party and corralled her into coming along to union pool with the swedes and a few others, where she and i ultimately ended up in the photo booth and somehow my tongue got in her mouth a little bit. actually i didn't realize it and neither did she until we saw the picture, so it was kind of embarrassing when these pictures got pulled from my fingers and passed around, and we thought we heard one of the swedes observe to another, "slutte!" but more cool than embarrassing. there are so many other things to say... i'm just going to stop now, though. oh, and you know what, i didn't even get to dress up in the end! all that talk and i ended up just going out as myself. nobody i was going out with had a costume and i just felt kind of unmotivated. but after seeing all the assholes in costume at the delancey, i was just relieved not to be easily mistaken for one of them. do yourself a favor and do not ever go to that bar. cheese city. this is a good mood to be in going into election day. optimism is the order of the day, and you know what? 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