31
Dec
Posted in Five Stages | 2 Comments »
photo credit: bsteve76
My mom has always said that on the first day of a new year you should do all of the things you hope to do throughout the year. I mean, not in a crazy-high expectations sort of way, like finishing your entire novel in one day, but if you hope to write a book during the year, at least spend time on that first day writing a bit, and ditto with all of the other aspirations you have: get some exercise, love yourself more, cook a nice meal, whatever.
But if the first day of the new year is dedicated to those sorts of positive-future-bringing activities, what of the last day of the old year? I would guess, maybe, that it’s for doing all the bad shit we still want to do in 2009. Getting it out of our systems, if you will.
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Tags: 2000, 2009, 2010, bad shit, basil plant, bonus for super, brand new decade, christmas, exercise program, first day of new year, mad men, mom says, new jeans, new year's eve, over and out, self-loathing, unspoiled milk, writing a novel, y2k
18
Sep
Posted in Lifestyles of the Unemployed | No Comments »
Ah, tis good to be home after my week of flagrant vacationing.
Yes, I had views like these.
© Tisha Clifford
© Tisha Clifford
But now I have views like these:
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Tags: back to the grind, employment discussion, home sweet home, linda aji, mad men, make it work, netflix, newspapers, poisoned cocoa farmer, project runway, spam, tim gunn, unemployment vacation, unsolicited advice
8
Sep
Posted in Your Armchair Anthropologist | 1 Comment »
photo credit: Guilherme Sagas
Although she would be loathe to admit it, there are some ways in which YUD has been a late bloomer. For instance, although her mom made her get her first bra at the relatively unripened grade of sixth (and yes, it was mortifying), she didn’t truly learn to drive a car until past her 16th birthday (there were extenuating circumstances due to a certain soiree held while certain parents were out of town; the party-thrower was summarily punished via grounding, being required to write an essay on morals, and having to apologize to the neighbors (also mortifying).
Not thoroughly broken, however, YUD approached the end of her grounding only to engage in an episode of inebriation—this is the “I think I smoked some pills” incident of ‘92—that at this point should just be called a good learning experience about not mixing blackberry schnapps with Glenfiddich.
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Tags: amc, billy wilder, christina hendricks, chrysler new yorker, don draper, elisabeth moss, fred macmurray, i smoked some pills 92, jack lemmon, joan, jon hamm, late bloomers, mad men, midge, netflix, ninth circle of hell, peggy olson ponytail, postponing driver's licence, shirley maclaine, the apartment, throwing a party, typewriting class
