Wow, this ol’ blog is getting a little dusty! I didn’t realize it had been so long, and apparently nothing (good, bad or otherwise) has happened since September 3rd (the day I saw Rage Against the Machine). To summarize the past month, I have been:
Working. I hate my job, but what are you going to do? In this shitty economy, I’m happy to have a job. The healthcare organization at which I am employed sent out an e‑mail to employees last week saying things here are in tip-top shape, so this must mean that people are going to be getting laid off soon. But for now, I am gainfully employed, so I can at least be thankful for that.
Watching TV. I realize this makes me sound like a sloth, but goodness, I love fall TV season. The Office has been perfection so far and so has Family Guy, which are really the only two TV shows currently airing that I make any effort to watch, so maybe I haven’t been spending as much time in front of the boob tube as previously thought. Of course, with it being October, there’s baseball to be watched (I’m rooting for a Dodgers-Red Sox Series, with the Red Sox to win it all) and I have to cheer on the Hawkeyes, even when we can’t convert from 4th-and-1 and blow what should have been a very winnable game against Michigan State. (I will not comment on the previous week’s loss to Northwestern, since I didn’t actually see the game.)
Doing my civic duty and registering to vote. I filled out the form, printed it off and mailed it a few weeks ago, so when I received an envelope from the Minnesota Secretary of State I naturally believed it would be my voter registration card. Wrong-o. Turns out I had filled in the current date in the date of birth field. You may be thinking, ‘H, you shouldn’t even be allowed to vote, dumbass!’ In my defense, the field read: “Date of Birth (NOT TODAY’S DATE).” This is confusing. I fixed my error and mailed it off again yesterday, and am keeping my fingers crossed that something else ridiculous didn’t happen. Like, I’m thinking about it now and am slightly panicked that What if I didn’t actually fix it? I have to stop thinking about this now or I am going to lose my mind.
Other random things I am thinking of right now:
A woman from work to whom I only occasionally talk to on the phone and whom I have never met called me “honey” on the phone this morning. This freaks me out. I do not like being called “honey” “sweetie” or anything along those lines by anyone other than my boyfriend or family members.
I stopped watching Project Runway after the third episode but got suckered into a mini-marathon last weekend, where I caught last week’s episode – the last before the designers went off to create collections for fashion week – and discovered that Kenley is a scary, crazy bitch and the other three designers still annoyed the crap out of me. A friend caught me up to speed with this week’s episode so I will likely pump her for details after the finale so I don’t have to watch it myself.
There are two conservative radio hosts here in the Twin Cities who have been kicking around the idea that Magic Johnson has been faking AIDS. These douchebags should be shot.
It’s finally Friday – hallelujah.