I’ve been reduced to a shell of a human being, having mostly stayed within the confines of my whitewashed cubic-ish studio apartment. I haven’t really spoken to people IRL this entire four day weekend. No beer, no BBQ, no partay. I’m totes okay with that; I am ridiculously content doing nothing after a couple hellish weeks at work.I’ve had several QI marathons (so. addicted.) and of course, I pathetically miss my boyfriend whom I’ve become inordinately/excessively attached to.
I can’t wait to get out of here. Just 6, 7, 8 weeks till Columbus! Chicago was a mistake I can now admit. But that’s alright. I’ve learned a lot. C’mon time, fly by! Let’s go!
Happy 4th of July!
Btw, some nerdy information that is not quite QI-material: did you know “until” is derived from “till”? It used to annoy me how more people didn’t use “‘til” but “till” is more legit—how exciting!
Come with a man
on your shoulders,
come with a hundred men in your hair,
come with a thousand men between your breasts and your feet,
come like a river
full of drowned men
which flows down to the wild sea,
to the eternal surf, to Time!
Bring them all
to where I am waiting for you;
we shall always be alone,
we shall always be you and I
alone on earth,
to start our life!
I’m sitting in the office, watching a giant spider swinging in the wind (it’s so tenacious!) outside of my boss’s 30th floor window. I’m pretty bored. I really can’t wait for grad school. I think I’ve decided on architecture if funding exists… if not, I’ll just go with whatever program is the least expensive, which might end up being the Master’s degree in City & Regional Planning. It’s sad that architecture is all about excessive glamorization, being underpaid, and rough working conditions, and it’s even sadder that I have to think about things like the ridiculous amount of years required to finish an internship to become a licensed architect, especially if I want any sort of life. I guess it’s sort of like getting a PhD… except with slightly greater job prospects. I’m excited to be in Columbus—pretty sure I’ll be heading there!
Future plans aside, for Valentine’s Day, David and I had some dinner in Little Vietnam in Uptown and headed to the Robyn show (part of my Christmas present from him), which was incredible! It was such a fun show, super high energy and totally amazing. Also probably more than half the crowd was made up of 30+ gay men. It was postponed from the original Friday date, but I didn’t mind at all. He picked out a beautiful statement necklace, adorable headband, and the “Lars and the Real Girl” DVD. Clearly he’s the best boyfriend ever. A memorable (and sadly, thus far, the only) Valentine’s Day!
Cezanne texted to say she just watched and hated “Annie Hall”—which totally made my (rainy, casual day) morning. We are totally soulmates; I HATE “Annie Hall.” And I hate “Manhattan.” I hate Woody Allen. It always makes me feel like a freak, but I love that my dearest CZ is on the same page.
CANNOT wait for Boston (March 24-27). This weekend will fly by too quickly without a doubt, but I am so excited to see the beloved faces that I’ve been missing for so long. It’s gonna be the most amazing ever.
Yayyyyayyyyyaaaayyy, I got into graduate school! I got into three Ohio State programs in: City & Regional Planning, Architecture, and Landscape Architecture. I have a future in useful things! Now I’m holding my breath as I wait for news on funding. I guess whichever program gives me the most money (if any) will likely decide what I’ll be doing in the future.
I saw Blue Valentine with David last weekend, which made for not as bad of a date as reviewers insisted. I recommend everyone to take their significant others to this movie—it’s a bonding experience! … or not. In any case, Ryan Gosling is extremely attractive.
So many things to look forward too: Robyn and Diamond Rings tonight (so excited!), Valentine’s day celebrations with David this weekend, Boston at the end of March, grad school in September. There’s a five month stretch in there with no plans, but the weather will be warm and there are a bazillion things I have left to do in Chicago. I still think Hyde Park is blegh and so damn far away from everything, but it’ll be easier to travel in the city once the nine thousand feet of snow melt and it starts getting warm again.
So I live about a 5-10 minute walk from the Museum of Science and Industry (I see it on my way to the bus stop every day) and I can’t believe I haven’t been until today.
David and I headed there after some breakfast for the Jim Henson exhibition, which was pretty awesome. The museum is actually really, really fun. The flight simulation was great. D is decidedly a bad pilot, but it makes for an entertaining ride. We didn’t get to see everything but hopefully we’ll head there soon when the weather gets better.
Oh, and last night, we played Settlers of Catan (best. game. ever.) while drinking Veuve Cliquot, a gift from D. Best Saturday night in ever.
Spring break in Montreal, Canada – because beaches are so cliché, and because umbrellas are more fashionable than flip flops.
Spring Weekend – euphoria. Highlights: Dan Ton, the way the lights looked at MGMT, Snoop Dogg giving proper advice. Lowlights: Monday morning, shirtless sweaty tall bros.
Senior Week – like the entirety of freshman year, compressed into a cesspool of a memory.
Graduation – did it really take two days? Interesting factors: being interrupted by anti-abortion (i.e. anti-women’s rights) protestors, Morgan Freeman making a speech, celebrity parents.
Chicago – amazing. Five months after the move, I can say the giant centipedes, endless creepers, fear of the green line, and spending every penny I had to buy a new life was completely worth it.
… but Hyde Park – not that amazing.
Connie/CZ/Cezanne/Babycakes – will sit with me through the fifth loop of “Lay, Lady, Lay,” will go to the Raekwon show and endure underage townies because I asked, will eat almost anything I cook and bake, and just totally gets why I hate on certain things. Greatest, loveliest friend I could ever ask for. Beautiful girl, through and through.
The National – best ever. Saw them twice, could see them a thousand more times. First song (Chicago): “Runaway.” Last encore (Boston): “About Today.”
Ex-friends – are always asking for awkward situations, and, guiltlessly, are not missed.
Old friends – grow apart, and surprisingly, I’m okay with that.
Job-hunting – is a painful process, a strange hybrid between dehumanization and self-aggrandizement (perhaps truer for humanities grads).
Pitchfork – skin peeling hot. Beach House, Big Boi, Freddie Gibbs. Other notable non-Pitchfork shows of the year: Tallest Man on Earth, Raekwon, the Walkmen (and obviously the National).
Personal injury law – backup plan only if I’m 40 and still don’t have a career.
Oysters – will be sorely missed.
68 John – and the landlady who was dislodged from her rightful place between the fourth and fifth levels of inferno. This little house was dearly loved by four petite women.
Garrett’s popcorn – a dangerous discovery.
Toy Story 3 – favorite movie, or maybe “A Prophet.”
Blue bowl – my new favorite object in my apartment.
Values – experienced a major shift and are no longer learned from the parents.
David – probably the best of 2010, though it wasn’t always that way (and maybe even the opposite at times). Taught me more about myself than he realizes. Someone I really admire and deeply love.
Columbus – a new place to ring in the new year, maybe symbolic of what’s to come.
In summation: I was/am happy. Good luck in the new year, everyone!