Monday, January 28, 2002
2:45 p.m. so, i haven't updated in a while, but i plan to asap. in the meantime, you can go read some of my reviews of books i've recently read. you know, if you're so dying for a linnea update.
Thursday, January 17, 2002
06:49 p.m. So, I guess this explains why I’ve been getting all those search requests for paula zahn and sexy pics, eh? “In a 15-second [CNN] ad that ran about 10 times this past weekend before it was yanked, a male voice asked, ‘Where can you find a morning news anchor who's provocative, super-smart ... oh yeah, and just a little sexy?’ as the word ‘sexy’ is flashed on the screen, along with a quick shot of Zahn's lips.” Well, if that isn’t gross and inappropriate for a serious news journalist, I don’t know what is. But beyond that, huh? I mean, she sits at a desk and what you see of her most of the time is her head – no cleavage, no legs, not even arms! Maybe it’s the hair people are finding sexy, I don’t know. But I think the fact that viewers’ view of her is so limited gets people all curious – even turned on? Maybe they all start fantasizing about what she may in fact look like if you ever were to see, say, a forearm or knee cap.
I want a segway! I want a segway! I want a segway! I’m all for using these things like tomorrow. Anyone up for shelling out the $8,000 for me?
Tuesday, January 15, 2002
10:32 a.m. wah, i'm sick. i hate being sick. it's so incapacitating. or at least this sore, sore throat, difficulty breathing, tired, achey sickness is. boo. i hate sick.
but what i hate more is when you're home sick, and someone calls. such as someone trying to get money from you for any variety of reasons. you answer the phone, "...heddo?" and they go into their perky schpiel. "hi! i'm jane from platinum mastercard! how are you today?!" so after that happened, of course i couldn't get back to sleep. so now i'm up and very aware of being sick. at least when you're asleep, you can forget that you feel like crap. you're perfectly healthy in your dreams, able to discuss the merits of various chairs (as i was doing for some reason in my dream before so rudely awoken) and such. now, to make sick person food: tea and honey, oatmeal, orange juice, advil, echinachea. i don't know that sick person food really helps. i did, after all, have chicken soup and oj last night and look at me now -- even worse off. but it sounds appealing right now, unlike anything else. unfortunately, though, i think that the oj will actually hurt my throat more than anything, but i think combined with the advil, the vitamin c will will power me over the sickness hump. and as for the echinachea, i don't really buy all that bullshit but it couldn't hurt, right? maybe some knitting will do me good.
Monday, January 14, 2002
10:27 a.m. i've been trying to update here everyday since last week but this server is really sucking these days. or maybe i just have terrible timing. it's very annoying. anyway, that's in the way of saying that it's not totally my fault that i haven't been updating. moving on....
Finally…the male equivalent to padded bras. that’s some great stuff. The only problem: who gets all hot about a guy’s “bulge”? not me or any heterosexual girl I know. Maybe it’s a guy thing….
Friday, January 4, 2002
10:47 a.m. Welcome to 2002, everyone. How much has changed in a year….
Now that we’ve said farewell to 2001, we can look back and realize just how much it sucked on a national scale. for me, personally, though, I have to say that it was a very good, very formative and important year. Some great lows but some great highs, too.
I was going to list my resolutions as I did last year (and all of which I at least kind of progressed on…) but then I got writing them and found that they’re way too long. There are like 30. And that’s because there are little things I want to concentrate on in addition to the big things. Maybe if I can streamline it into big ideas, then I’ll put them up here.
So there’s this debate that’s been raging in my life about whether I am (and people my age are) actually of generation-X, or if the better categorization is gen-Y. the problem is that many different media have given many different birth dates for those who qualify as members of these different generations. So I did a little research:
support for my gen-x-ness #1: despite the confusion about dates, "Generation Xers were brought up on television, Atari 2600s and personal computers. They are the generation that was raised in the 1970s and 1980s, and saw this country undergo a selfish phase that they do not want to repeat.” That’s me!
support for my gen-x-ness #2: this site states that the age brackets for gen-Y types is 1977 to 1995. yes, 1977, the year after i was born, thank you.
support for my gen-x-ness #3: The very respectable salon puts the start date for gen-y as even later: 1980 to 1996!
support for my gen-y-ness #1: this piece says yep, I’m a generation Y kid since I wasn’t born by 1975. But I say, what the fuck do I not have in common with a person born a year earlier? Huh? Huh? Nothing! How can you draw the line there? That’s outrageous. On the other hand, what the hell do I have in common with someone born in 1980? Diddly squat, that’s what. So there.