August 2012
18 posts
Ever since I discovered rhythmic gymnastics 20 minutes ago
I’ve been really sad about the choices I made in my life that lead to me NOT being the second member of the American rhythmic gymnastics Olympic team.
Being quizzed on "how to set up a blog" for grad school.
…
I got this.
Went to bed at 10 pm, woke up at 1 am, now it’s 4:15 and I’ve been trying to sleep for 3 hours.
Edit: I have to be up at 6:30.
My summer is over.
I had a lot of time alone this summer, which meant a lot of time to think. I thought about everything: from the relatively inconsequential (whether I would make a good dog owner [probably not], if I should grow my hair out or cut it short again [somewhere in the middle], if I can pull off neon colors [nope]) to the weighty and mostly unanswerable (do I have enough friends [???], what does love feel like [????}, what does it feel/look/taste/smell/sound like to be in a healthy relationship [?????]).
The hardest I've laughed all week is when this guy on the Dog Whisperer explained why his dog got expelled from doggy daycare.
“He was actually flipping over other dogs and sitting on them.”
Watching Real Housewives of OC because I've been on Hulu auto-play shuffle thing all day.
- (The UNINVITED drunk girl at the big party broke a piece of a sugar bow off the wedding-like cake and ate it and the host was naturally very angry, those cakes are like v expensive.)
- Friend of host: Did you eat the bow?!?
- Drunk girl: I did eat the bow.
- Friend of host: You ate the bow!?!?!
- Drunk girl: I ate the bow.
- Friend of host: Why would you do that?
- Drunk girl: Because I wanted to!
- Party host: You ate my bow?
- Drunk girl: Yes. I have a sugar problem, I needed some sugar. I needed the sugar.
- Party host: I have food in my house. I can get you some food!
- Drunk girl: But it's not out here. I needed sugar. I have a sugar problem!
- Party host: Is your sugar problem wrapped up in a rudeness problem??
- Drunk girl: (silence)
- Drunk girl: I'll buy you a new cake.
- (cut away)
- Friend of host: Sugar problem. Also known as an alcohol problem.
I am in full support of everyone wanting to have sex with Olympians.
Except two times in my life I’ve been on dates with sexy male athletes and the whole time all I could think about was how hungry I was and how bad doing sports makes my kneesbackheadsoulheart hurt.
I have a confession.
I’ve been pretending to be sick for two days now, and really I’ve just eaten a lot of pasta and watched almost all of Season 4 of Doctor Who.
