Guess what I am? Old and boring. How do I know this? The following is a list of things I either endeavor to do, or have done recently:
- shopped for two ply file folders at Office Max with Shain after we ate a sensible meal at BJs before going to Braum's for dessert
- got t-rashed off of three (3) watered down mojitos
- did work at home
- sat in my car to finish an All Things Considered story
- use some sort of fancy Clinique product under my eyes
- made a back up copy of my health insurance card
- got a new air filter and rotated my tires on a Saturday morning
- drove to work with the windows down instead of blow drying my hair
- watched a documentary - in a theater, then actually thought and talked about it
- took a (12) nap(s)
- drove to more than one gas station to comparison shop
- take flax seed pills (3 a day)
- bought the Blue Album (Weezer) and listened to it oh, 47 times in a row
- spent all Sundayevening grocery shopping and cooking dinner for the fam
- went to bed at 9.38pm on a Monday night
The thing that is disturbing is that I'm quite content with this. In fact, these are things I could do more of. Listen to NPR while hanging out in my bed Sunday morning? Sure. Read/drink coffee for hours at a book store? Sign me up. Alphabetize my old textbooks? Why the hell not. Hmm.
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If it makes you feel any better, this Saturday past, I fell asleep at about ten o'clock. Granted, I'd been drinking all day (true), but still... lame.
Whoa.
Whoa.
Whoa.
- you sat in your car to finish an All Things Considered story
- went double-digits on the amount of naps you took
- bought the Blue Album and couldn't stop at just one listen through
I think you and Mr. Shain may be right. Your nightstand might actually be damn-near identical to mine.
My eyes are swelling with tears of happiness.
I always feel oddly self-conscious waiting in my car for what I'm listening to, to finish. Which is stupid. If the car is moving I act like I'm alone in my own bubble (singing, beating drum beats, talking on my ohine while merging...) But I stop, and then I wonder what people are thinking?
And Office Max rocks
you forgot to list tha rash you got on your hand.
also, i'd like to buy this book of gift certificates....
how would you like to pay?
i'll just use the first gift certificate.
drove to more than one gas station to comparison shop
Was Rue 21 closed?
made a backup copy of health insurance card
That, right there, is why you're the best in the business.
Wait just a minute. Are you saying that the purchase of the Blue Album makes you old? Because I bought the Blue Album in the summer after graduation from the high school. I don't think that makes me old. Oh wait, that was 13 years ago. Say it ain't so (a-woah-a-woah).
ok. you let the wind dry your hair instead of your blowdryer. no old person would do that. they'd be too afraid the wind would give them wrinkles.
the thing that i have to sit in my car and wait to hear the end of is 'story corp'. jesus. it gets me every. single. time.
do we need to make backup copies of our health insurance cards? what good would that do me? would the doctor accept a xerox of it?
I love hat you stayed in the car to listen to NPR, and that you comparison shopped for gas.
I've gone to bed at 9:30 for the last 3 nights in a row (that includes a Saturday). I'd like to pretend it is because I have been sick, but the truth is that I just like to.
clinton - it does.
so@24 - i told you it was! you know what this means though, we are not unique. blast!
chuck - office max does rock, but i wouldn't suggest going with shain when he's being indecisive.
shain - oh yeah! it cleared up as soon as i left. weird! and yes, we will do that and become famous ok?
jhc - rue 21? do you mean forever 21? gas is eating my lunch. literally i mean, i can't eat lunch because i spent my money on gas, so i gotta bargain shop. also, seriously, make a copy!
garrett - yeah, we're old. OLD i tell you! old. but in the best way.
d - true. maybe i'm old, boring and lazy. yes, i am all of those. story corp usually makes my heart hurt. which is good, since it means i still have (pieces of ) one. and, i work in the land of human resources which has taught me to make copies of EVERYTHING. they'll take a copy for sure. and sure as shit you're going to want to refill your scrip of valtrex and some CVS asshole will have lost your file copy and you'll have lost your card the night before from using it to break up lines, but bam! extra copy in your wallet and you're good to go!
cherry - i love you too! oh, you said i love that. oh. awkward.
I really heart sitting in book stores.
Would that I were so young and exciting. Old = go to the driving range on Saturday morning, still in pain on Tuesday morning. Thank you, thank you very much.
Yes, that is a banana on my table for extra potassium AND I'm happy to see you.
Wow, that DOES sound old and boring. But of course that's from the perspective of my youthful, fast-paced lifestyle.
I love you too. And I'm not just saying that because you said it first.
I would totally drink coffee and listen to NPR with you for hours (just not in your bed).
i FULLY love and do a lot of these things
as well... gas is expensive!
I woke up at 5 AM on Sunday morning [!].
It bummed me out because I remember back in the day, 5 AM would be the time I would be leaving after hours, to go home, freshen up, and then go to after-after hours.
Sigh.
Rue 21 is less cool than Forever 21. They have clothes that you'd normally find in a grocery store... or gas station.
(I made a copy, I have no idea why)
i believe the most damning evidence you listed was your trip to Braums. old people love that place. all the young hip kids go to Rusty's. you would know that if you weren't off getting cultured and educated the last 7 years. and how did you not already have a copy of the Blue Album? i figured you'd have backup copies of that before an insurance card.
ok, you totally forgot to mention how you managed to break the straps off your lowcut black dress... while shopping for office furniture.
also, the waitress from last night called to ask if you were finished with this blog.
"drove to work with the windows down instead of blow drying my hair"
I can attest that this works especially well in Oklahoma, what with the dry air and wind. My dad used to do exactly this on his drive down the interstate to OU every morning.
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