Last Splash

The gene pool could use a little Chlorine.

I wonder if I would make a good housewife? Not that I'm considering a move into domestic goddess just yet, considering that if get the promotion I'm interviewing for I will be the slight breadwinner in our little family (but not enough to support both of us so that J can finish college). I'm just curious because I'm quite lazy on my days off. I do 2-3 loads of laundry, and sometimes I even put them away. I usually clean the kitchen thoroughly (sometimes half-assedly) and do a big grocery trip, and I pick up around the living room to make it look a little neater. I'll pick up my stuff, anyway. Normally I chuck whatever belongs to J into the dining area since he has apparently decided that the dining room table is now his clothing storage area. He's pretty lazy about that, and sometimes it gets to me, but I'm also pretty lazy about cleaning the tub. What is it about men and their 'spread'? It's like the amount of shit he owns grows a little each day like a mold and if I don't occasionally break down and let him have it, eventually our entire 800 square foot apartment will be consumed by a pile of mismatched socks and debit card receipts. I'm considering cleaning out his drawers for him today and putting all of his clothes away. I'm so stubborn sometimes, I haven't done it based on the fact that I am not responsible for picking up after him but you know, it's been three or four WEEKS now and I really want the dining area back. Plus, maybe if I do it, he'll clean the bathroom for me....

posted by: Cannonball14 at 14:31 | link | comments |

Oh, the good old hockey game. Seriously...I love it. I love the Buffalo fans starting fights in the parking lot and bragging about selling their tickets out and then coming down here to buy ours up because we can't sell them out. Well, how long have you guys had a team? How close are you to Canada? We're an 8-year old team in a place that's never had hockey! Give me a break. And thanks for spending your money on our economy.

And by the way, we kicked your ass up and down the ice Monday night, too.

posted by: Cannonball14 at 16:21 | link | comments (2) |
the sports report

I just lost a whole post. Damn. I have a job interview today. How did I prepare? By staying up late watching a rotating smorgasboard of Jimmy Kimmel (did he really get bit by a snake or was that just a Grey's Anatomy schtick?), The Surreal Life, and the Girls Next Door. And then I woke up early and had ice cream for breakfast. And, too lazy to make a fresh pot of coffee, I just reheated leftovers from yesterday's pot. Is that how you spell Anatomy?

In other news, Just Me is ignoring me because he is insanely jealous of my center-ice seats for the Eastern Conference Finals (and the Stanley Cup Finals as well, although I dare not assume that we will be going...one series at a time). Hey, I might have tickets to sell for game 7. Gate price is $90. I paid $60...strip pricing is the greatest. This will be the best series yet: whoever wins this series will likely win the Cup. It's almost anticlimactic, like when the Red Sox beat the Yankees in that dramatic fashion in 2004, and you almost didn't watch much of the World Series because the real deal was beating the Yankees.

posted by: Cannonball14 at 12:50 | link | comments |
the retail beast, the sports report

I am a girly girl. I have a slight magazine obsession. One of my links is the trash-blog 'go fug yourself' where these two hilarious girls make fun of people's outfits. And I know a little bit about fashion myself, working in retail. So, someone explain to me: what is with the leggings? I can't take it anymore: tunics and leggings? We wore that in the 7th grade. Shorts and leggings? What is that about? I might would do it because I hate when you wear shorts or a skirt and your thighs rub together, but these women in Hollywood don't have thighs that rub together, so what's their excuse for it? I just don't get it...damn that Siena Miller. First she's a homewrecker, then she's everyone's sudden fashion trendsetter?

posted by: Cannonball14 at 12:46 | link | comments (2) |

I have never lived alone. I just realized it when I came home to an empty house tonight. I have always lived with parents or roommates or the boyfriend (although only one boyfriend, and that's turned out pretty well). And although I think I would grow tired of the solitude after an extended me-time vacation, there is nothing that I'd rather do right now than come home to an empty house and enjoy some quiet time without having to apologize for not wanting to go to bed at the same time. I sat outside to smoke and listen to the drizzly rain and quietness of the night, and it was such a nice feeling. Now I know why parents are so happy to get some alone time after having kids around constantly for a few years.

posted by: Cannonball14 at 02:57 | link | comments (2) |

Reasons (from the same song) I love David Gray:

"We tried to make it work...you, in a cocktail skirt and me in a suit, but it just wasn't me. You're used to wearing less, and now your life's a mess. So insecure you seem."

"You were a run around, a lost and found...and I found myself half here."

"Hey little girl, you will always make-up, so take off that unbecoming frown."

Okay, well, the effect isn't the same if you aren't listening to the song, but the guy is a genius as far as I'm concerned. His lyrics are put together in such a unique and effective way that he can even make a break-up song sound beautiful.

posted by: Cannonball14 at 13:32 | link | comments |
music theory