Okay, now that you’re all up to speed with my shenanigans of late, I can dive back into my usual non-sequitor complaints:
1. I am sick of my tiny apartment and feeling like we are living on a boat. I found this wonderful website: http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/ and became inspired to re-do my entire apartment and embrace my space. Unfortunately, after paying off Uncle Sam for daring to take on freelance projects this year to increase my income and take part in the American dream, I could only afford a super-duper garment rack and some run-of-the-mill modular storage. But, it’s a start! Now, I just need exciting bamboo blinds, a new café table that doesn’t rock when we eat off of it, a new bed, a new dresser and something to hang on the wall that makes our space look bigger. I’m thinking a wrecking ball.
2. I am just plain T-I-R-E-D this weekend. Exhausted, in fact. I’m the member of a board of a creative society and we put on a big ole shin-dig and judging this weekend and my brain is ready to explode from arranging entries, engaging with judges and managing chaos.
3. I want my apartment to be neat and clean and airy all of the time.
4. I’m tired of people who talk about themselves all of the time. I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, but it seems these people are often men in their early 40s who seem to be successful in their creative careers but obviously are unhappy because they don’t know how to engage in a conversation that doesn’t stroke their ego.
5. Why are people convinced that food that sits out on a buffet table for longer than ½ hour must be poisonous? It drives me insane. To the point that I feel I must pshaw them into embarrassment by going back for seconds as they look on in horror. I mean, this is not the Middle Ages people. I think dip and crackers in an air-conditioned environment is not going to kill you. Argh.
6. Angelina Jolie traipsing around Namibia with a friggin’ huge Louis Vuitton bag.
7. These stupid Vera Bradley (http://www.verabradley.com/Site/Home.aspx?)quilted bags that every woman from 19-107 carries in this town. The whole concept is complete Lilly Pulitzer and now when I think “uptight over-privileged white woman” I picture a paisley pattern. I think they look like diaper bags and I’m secretly jealous that I didn’t come up with this concept and retire early.
8. Starbucks coffee (still) especially when I’m nearly run-over in the parking lot by a Bush-Cheney bumper-stickered Lexus SUV driving, Vera Bradley bag toting suburban lady trying to get her half-caf.
9. Not owning an i-Pod (still)
10. People who get their news and opinions from The Daily Show (I think I stole that from Esquire magazine, but it’s true enough to make my list, so there it is).
I think I’m done now. Am I the only one secretly watching “The Real Housewives of the Orange County” on Bravo? I know it’s a sad, sad replacement for Project Runway, but it’s sort of interesting. I also found out that 70 million American families live in gated communities. Okay, now I’m totally not making sense. I’ll blame it on exhaustion.
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