April 13, 2006

Hump Day List

1. I am obsessed with Vegan Lunch Box. I'm really just in awe of the whole operation. Food that is pretty, healthy, and small. It's too much. I want her to make my lunch every day. And I'm not even vegan. ("A" vegan?) I have no idea. Is vegan a noun or an adjective or both?

2. I just opened a new savings account. I'm excited. It was recommended by a few readers, and somehow a 4% rate sounds a lot better than the one I had at my bank, which was something like 0.47%. Yeah. This is my rainy day account. The dude who helped me on the phone was one of the nicest customer service people I've ever spoken to, so the readers weren't lying when they said the customer service is excellent.

3. I told my boyfriend I want to start Netflixing The L Word because it looks like a really good soap opera-y show about women, and I wondered if this means I have lesbianic tendencies, lesbianic being a word I'm pretty sure I made up. He said, "If so, so what?" I guess I am curious about the hot lady love scenes from the perspective of an observer. Does this mean I am a big perv? Possibly.

4. Bedknobs and Broomsticks is a very good movie. I caught part of it last night and was amazed by how familiar it all was. I hadn't seen it in years, and I don't think we ever owned the tape. I think my friend had it, the one who was the first one to have a VCR, an actual Betamax, and we'd watch this movie and Xanadu on a fairly constant basis. I mean, I remembered the spells and so much of what happens and the songs. Weird. And Angela Lansbury and David Tomlinson, who plays Mr. Browne but of course is always and forever Mr. Banks from Mary Poppins, are SO brilliant. As are the kids. I did not, however, remember anything about the soldiers or the war. Which just goes to show you that as a kid I didn't really understand all of that. I blame always falling asleep before the end of The Sound of Music. I guess by the time I was old enough to see Rolf be all, "Lieutenant! Lieutenant, they're here!" and was like, "OH, NO HE DIDN'T," and I actually grasped the concept of World War II and Nazis, I'd outgrown Bedknobs and Broomsticks and never reexamined it in that context. Until last night. And now I want to watch it from the beginning. And I wonder what ever happened to those kids.

5. Sometimes I get really stressed out about work because I feel overwhelmed and frustrated that grown up people act like they don't know how the system works. I am like, if I wanted to deal with people playing dumb, I would just teach teenagers again. No offense to teenagers. At least they are teachable.

6. Reese's eggs.

7. I made my first ever showtunes-themed mix CD for my friend Eva's birthday. It is a whole new world having a computer that actually makes mix CDs. It's a little Ragtime- and The Secret Garden-heavy, but what're you gonna do? No showtunes-themed mix CD is complete without "Someday we'll recall the greatest day of all -- Ed, I love you -- Ed Suh-huh-huh-huh-li-VAAAN!" even though it's possible she doesn't know Bye Bye Birdie and might ergo be like, "The hell?" Showtunes really first brought Eva and me together in high school. We'd sit at her parents' piano in their fancy dining room drinking red wine and banging out numbers from Evita and Sunset Boulevard and Fiddler on the Roof, clutching our chests and wondering whether we should despise, pity, or fear the likes of Norma Desmond.

8. I am making this random list in manner of Amy Lester, whom I don't suppose would want to come visit with me during my hour and forty-six minute layover this summer with, say, Jessie and Erin. (A girl can dream.)

9. Is it wrong that I'm considering watching What About Brian? I mean, it stars Matt Camden and Madison from Everwood, a character I hated on that show like I've hated no other, pretty much on any show, ever. But here I am, getting sucked into the damn previews anyway. Sometimes I hate myself.

10. I'm now listening to the CD mentioned in #7, and disturbingly, the end of each song runs into the beginning of the next, with no space in between. I have no idea why this is happening or how to fix it. I guess my friend will just be getting a CD where 21 showtunes are morphed into one, though it doesn't feel quite right to have Roxie Hart singing over Joseph while he's trying to explain Pharaoh's dreams.

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About this time in ...

2005

4/13:

And Charlie Brown, of course, just wails and moans and gnashes his teeth complaining histrionically about writing it instead of actually writing it which is exactly what I do when I have a speech due, making him in that way as in many others a boy after my own heart.

2004

4/13:

To get the full effect of this message, you must imagine her speaking in a hushed, conspiratory, woozy, delirious, drunk-sounding, middle of the night voice.


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