Oh em gee. Remember when I used to do this every day? I don’t. I can’t imagine how that ever could have been possible. Did I have a lot going on? If so, how did I find the time to write about it? Was life too dull to occupy much of my time? If that’s the case, what did I have to write about in all that spare time in which I had to write about it?
It’s not that life has been particularly exciting or particularly dull, of late. It’s just, I kind of feel like I do and think the same things every day.
I loathe getting up in the morning. I put on make-up on my way to work. I want an iPhone. I tell myself I don’t need an iPhone. Consider getting a manicure or splurging on Blue Agava & Cacao from Jo Malone. I do neither. Write one of the e-mails I’ve been meaning to write.
I try to think of a nutritious food for which I have an appetite. I prepare or buy and eat that food and feel unsatisfied. Open another box of chocolate graham crackers. I go for a walk. Jog half of the way home just because I get bored.
Look at the calendar to see when the next Brooklyn Museum Free Saturday Night or 10%-off GapCard Purchases Tuesday or new episode of The Office or Law and Order: SVU will be. Decide whether to wear my hair straight or curly the next day. Make a mental note to charge my iPod/cell phone/camera battery.
I’m used to taking a lot of pleasure from little things, like a special purchase, a special meal, a tough workout. I looked forward to those things, got as much of a thrill from those things as I did from, I don’t know, Lilith Fair or getting my drivers’ license or quitting my first job to start my second (the first three things, in the last decade, that come to mind when I think about “excitement.”)
God, I was so excited when I got my driver’s lisence! But I already blogged about that. So, I’m gonna need a new idea.
This is what’s been playing in the background of the monotony this week:
But, Honestly by Foo Fighters (still)
Let it Rock by Kevin Rudolf feat. Lil’ Wayne
Cruise Control by Mariah Carey
Death Will Never Conquer by Coldplay
Follow You, Follow Me by Phil Collins and Gensis (don’t ask, I have no idea)
October 11, 2008 at 10:45 PM
I can relate to you completely. My mood has been very blah lately.
Here’s to a NEW week! :D
October 11, 2008 at 10:58 PM
Heya — no one needs an iPhone, till they get one. And then you find yourself wondering what you ever did without one. I literally sleep with mine. It sounds dumb. But when you don’t have your contacts in and you need to know what time it is when the baby cries to be fed (again), the iPhone screen is always there and with the press of a button, will tell you exactly what time it is. Plus, you never know when you might need to check your e-mail or cnbc.com or look up a book on amazon.
I have never before been one of those people who said, “this piece of technology changed my life.” Till now. It has. Those dudes at Apple have their sh!t together.
October 15, 2008 at 1:12 AM
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