Thursday, January 29

thomas edison quit his job to start a laboratory.
charles lindbergh graduated from flight school.
sylvia plath graduated from smith and won a fulbright scholarship to cambridge.
lawrence olivier acted in his first film.
tim burton first got work in the film industry—as an animator at disney.
van morrison recorded astral weeks.
elvis costello recorded my aim is true.

I wonder if I'll do anything important while I'm 23?

Wednesday, January 28

also, I've seen this on a couple of other blogs and since mine is kinda funny:



create your own visited states map
or check out these Google Hacks.

heh. california's all out there and shit.

gso, post storm. while much of the triad has been icebound, I've been slip-sliding away to work these past couple of days. yesterday only 11 people showed (out of the usual 70), but today was better. hopefully the roads will keep clearing up, although the purty white stuff can stay on the ground for a while.

finally bought the b&s for fans only dvd (sorry carra, but I had to get it at fye--borders was closed and couldn't find it anywhere else). fie on anyone who doesn't at least get moved into contemplative silence by "this is just a modern rock song." stuart murdoch WILL be mine. as soon as he gets over that whole straight/not knowing who I am thing.

actually, I could walk up to 90% of the people on the street and say, "hi. I'm stuart murdoch, and I'm the lead singer of a band called belle and sebastian," and no one would know any different. I could get to know these people, make them my friends. they'd call, "hey, stuart!" on the street, legitimizing it. popular opinion could decree that I am, in fact, stuart murdoch.

maybe I am. wow. cool.

just for giggles, let's see what I ate today:
2 cinnabon minibons (22g fat, 600 cal)
1 bag puff pastry cookies (I dunno; let's be kind and say 10g fat and 300 cal)
1 sheetz smokehouse burger (52g fat, 860 cal)
1 sheetz bucket o fryz (based on wendy's, around 25g fat and 530 cal)
TOTAL (not including beverages): 109g fat, 2290 cal.

oh, and 5 cigs. I'm going to hell. soon, with clogged arteries. I really need to watch it; I've really started to give my feet the appreciation they deserve now that I can see them.

Sunday, January 25

I'm wearing my retainers for the first time in like a year. go me.

I think I'm going to make it my mission to move to canada; specifically to banff, because banff pisses me off. my fourth grade teacher showed us dozens of slides from her visit there (what a miss brodie thing to do!), and it is beautiful. but there's a population cap of 10k people, and you have to meet about that many requirements to live there at all. even buying property there is illegal if you don't rent it to a "legal resident." so I'm going to find a way. just wait. then I'm going to walk the streets, point at tourists and say,"I live here and you don't." fuckin-a.

can I just say what a shockingly small difference my seemingly large raise has made in my paycheck? hardly enough to keep me in stockings and fans. or cashmere and godiva, if you will.

I really shouldn't complain so much.

speaking of work, got my w2 from united. soon I'll get the one from o.d. then I have to figure out what to do with them.