Oh Hello There

I know I've neglected the blog realm lately and no one actually reads this (and by no one I mean only alyssa and sometimes ryan) but this video needs to be documented.
Thank god I stummbled upon music for kids who can't read good. Its a hilarious literal version of the video for the 80s classic Take On Me by A-ha. Everyone needs a little meme in their life.

Best line:

This guys gonna get an ass full of pipe wrench.

Oh and the people who live in the quad next door have been playing the same fucking mix tape for an hour now and I cannot stand the repetative bass beat. I think it irks me because I know the song but can't place it. I think this may just drive me completely insane.

Remember when I was freaking out because I couldn't decided what to do with my life?
Yeah, still have no clue. But I'm taking the GREs. So thats something. I'm thinking I might just go to Christiania. Except the cops are douche bags and hassle them a lot and I don't speak french or danish. Maybe I'll just start a blog about communes.

Hot Chocolate

For my second job I work on campus in the Financial Aid office, filing things and generally being the office bitch. Greg (the other student worker and my accomplice) and I have been working here since the summer and we are completely ridiculous. Currently I'm filling in as secretary and Greg is making us hot coco. We just read about the 7 year old boy who broke into an Australia zoo and killed 11 animals. Shocking! But we can't watch the video because we are not allowed to download flash onto this computer. Lame. I've decided that it doesn't matter where I work as long as A. No one bothers me and B. I have like-minded people to create havoc with me.

In other news-it's FAMILY WEEKEND!!! at Drew University. Which means there is a temporary ice skating rink and a gigantic inflated chair in the middle of my campus. There are also tons of parents driving around campus asking for directions. Basically I want to stab everyone.

Last night, Drew decorated the student center with pumpkins, scarecrows, dead corn husks, and mums. Initially this made me feel warm and fuzzy inside. How cute that Drew is getting into the fall spirit and dressing up for their students...or are they? NO, they're just trying to make the University look good because parents are going to be here. Drews making sure that the parents look around and think, "Wow, this is $52,000 a year well spent!"

Well fuck you Drew. I know exactly what you're doing and I'm not falling for it. In fact I'm going to steal one of those pumpkins tonight. That's the least this school can do for me after four years!

Maybe I'll just carve all of the pumpkins like this and then spray paint, "Your kids are DRUNKS!" on the walls.

Desperation

I really miss The Yeah Yeah Yeahs. I loved Fever To Tell. Its still one of my favorite albums of all time. It corresponded to that newfound freedom, all grown up section of my life perfectly. I didn't really get into Show Your Bones except for Gold Lion and Nick Zinners/Diplos Remix. It was a different experience for me. I am excited for the new album thats coming out in January. I'm giving the Ys a second chance. I just hope Karen O stops getting stupid haircuts.

Quick List of Fall Loves:
Pumpkin Spice Lates
Blue/Black striped long sleeve vnecks stolen from my gay BF
fireplace smell
taping colored leaves onto everything
apple picking
being cozy

i forgot that the Diplo mix was hott. Yay for making the old new again!

Productive

My girlfriend and I are so productive. We made LOL cats yesterday because her cats are just the cutest things ever. I think I should have an LOL cat sunday with exclusives of our kitties. Yes. I am serious.

I also wrote a six page fiction story that was ten pages hand written and made me feel special until I put it into word. God Dammit. My creative juices have officially been sapped.

De Blob!!!

I foolishly rented a new Wii game yesterday and I played for about five hours. The basis of the game is that inkies have taken all the color out of the world and imprisoned all the people to work at cubicals. This new colorless world is full of jails and propoganda towers. As the hero, blob, it is your job to bring color back to the city. I love the whole political undertones in this game. I cannot seem to stop playing. I want to color the entire world and get those evil leaders out of power. This game was originally made by Dutch college students. I don't know what is going to happen. I have tons of homework including a short story I need to finish for fiction class but all I really want to do is play De Blob. Its awful. Oh I wish I didn't have such an addictive personality.

Maybe I should be a video game tester when I graduate. I'm inherently good at playing video games. I got my first system (NINTENDO) when I was only five years old. Although I'm not sure I want to waste so much of my life staring at a TV screen...but maybe it's better than a computer screen...

Stylized Movement

Metropolis is such an unsettling film. Oh German expressionism. I love how creepy and dark it is. I'm glad I decided to sign up for this film class. Its actually interesting. I'm going to email the head of the photography department at Drew and beg them to teach me how to develop 120 film. Then I can be super awesome with my Diana + developing my own film. I can't find anyone to do it for me without sending it out. In a few years no one will even do it. It's just not practical.

I'm feeling like I may be getting sick. I really can't afford to process at a level lower than this. Maybe tea will make me feel better. Working this hard is making me really depressed which I'm inclined to being anyway. I'm excited to go apple picking this weekend. Its one of my favorite things ever. Just two more days and the week is over.

Black Cloud

Yesterday I got to run my first errand as an intern! I took this large Styrofoam poster through the subway to Cooper Square in the East Village. For some strange reason it took me an hour and a half. I was actually really busy yesterday. It went from 12-4:30 in about 5.3 seconds.

After Thai food with the GF I went back to Drew for some Ryan Weller time. I sewed Sam a new eye, nose and mouth. I enjoy sewing while drinking miller lite. Excellent! I'm glad Sam's surgery was a success.

I missed my train today by two minutes. It was pulling in as I got to the station but I didn't have a ticket and I was in Madison. I had to go down to the ticket window and wait on line. Its so stupid that Madison doesn't have ticket machines. What the fuck? Are we in the stone age?? Madison has so much money and they can't put in ticket machines?? Its so strange. Why isn't anyone else annoyed by this? I bet that they think it's "quaint". The only upside is that it supplies a job. I love the ticket guy. I'm going to find out what his name is.

I should just be a Manhattan dog walker. I love dogs and they love me. I have tons of experience and then I can be outside all day. Except I wouldn't work from December-February. I think that's fair. I'll walk 5th avenue dogs for $40 a walk. I think that's a good rate for someone with a BA in English.

Whitney Houston Is In My Head

I saw a hatchback with an Obama/Biden sticker and a welsh corgi in the back seat. I want to be the person who owns that vehicle. My grandparents yelled at me for twenty minutes today. "You need to go to the career center! You're already a senior! You need to find a job. You'd be a good teacher. Or advertising!" Then later they talked about how hard working I am. I have an internship and a job. I go to school full time and I'm the assistant life & arts editor of the school paper. Plus I write a weekly column and I do yoga classes! Can I have a fucking moment? Christ.

I want a corgi and I want to name it after a font. Courier or Veranda or TNR. It will be amazing.

Headache & Meows

The teapot is boiling. Its that tea time of year again. I'm grumpy and I haven't had a moment for the leisure of the Internet in days. Although fall is my favorite season the first few days are a bit depressing. The sun is setting earlier and soon it will be too cold to have the windows open.

In other news, I went to the New Museum on Thursday. The Yellow Corner is upsetting in the best possible way. I like the whole After Nature exhibit even if there is something mildly disturbing about it.

My head is pounding. All I ate today was shrimp in garlic at the Seafood Festival in Pt. Pleasant.

I spent all morning cleaning Alyssa's apartment. It makes me happy to put things in order. At least for five seconds.

I got a raise at my second job. $8.10/hr. Hah. At least I make $10 at my internship. Thank you college education.

How many months before I'm totally burnt out? Three? Six?

The column I wrote for The Acorn this week was about the MoMA and the Van Gogh exhibit thats starting soon. The NYTimes Weekend Arts section's front page was the same thing. I'm in the know.

Oh and my phone got turned off yesterday. And my bank account is negative. How can this happen when I work two jobs? You would think I have a crack addiction or something...just an addiction to culture and life...Fucking musical tickets, dinning in the city, expensive 120 film, hoodless hoodies and grande mochas. Living above my means since 1987.

I'm just going to become a barista in a small coffee shop in San Diego and smoke a lot of the chief and read my poetry at open mic night.

Oh yeah

I almost forgot to blog about my newest career idea for after I graduate!
A dominatrix! I have the skills, I enjoy being mean and leather! The only issue is that I don't want to see any penises. Do they have lesbian only BDSM? This all spurs from an the smith diaries project posts I read yesterday. After I read about Mistress Y's love of both writing and rope bondage I knew that I could be a dominatrix too. Later on that night I kept getting signs that this was the right career choice for me. We were just cusually drinking at NoWhere when bondage porn came on and only a few minutes later Depeche Mode's Master and Servant began playing. Now I know it was bear night at a very gay bar but still!! Don't you think those were signs from baby jesus that I need to become Mistress J!??!

The Q

After spending countless boring hours at Cosimo yesterday I met up with my best friend Ryan ( who is also a senior at Drew University) and we headed over to the theater district. We both put our names in for the Avenue Q lottery. After losing Rent last week I wasn't too confident but my name was the third to be called! It was the first time I ever won. I guess it helped that it was a Tuesday. Anyway we got amazing front row seats to the Q. Neither of us had seen it before but it was perfect. We both have no idea what to do with our lives once we graduate. Clearly I need to own the bad idea bears. Who knew that puppets + people + songs about porn = success! I love that the moral of the story is that nothing lasts forever and we should just get used to the fact that everyones a little empty inside. PERFECT. It was very uplifting.

The show ended, I said goodbye to Ryan and took the 1 train down to 14th. I had to meet my girlfriend Alyssa and her friends at NoWhere but I took the longest possible route. I zigzagged all over the village taking pictures with my Diana+ while listening to angsty songs by placebo and the kaiser chiefs. Eventually I got there and Cheryln kept "forcing" me to watch porn. Really the highlight was erotic photo hunt and PBR. Thats all that I really need to survive.

"Researching"

I spend most of my time "researching" while here at Cosimo. Which I enjoy because it enables me to stummble upon things such as Found Magazine and Smith Mag. I also enjoy coming into New York City twice a week.

For lunch today I want to City Gourmet which is up by 27th and 7th and I order a number 12. To preface this, I had never eaten there before and I was forcing myself to try something new because all I eat is Ciao Bella pizza and burgers from (Brgr). So I ordered a number 12 and then I pretended that I'm not nervous and uncomfortable while I wait for my sandwich. Apparently it was ready but I was too busy pretending to be cool and nonchalant to notice. So my disguise as a busy NYC business woman was ruined by the sandwich man who yelled at me, as did the cashier. I finally got my sandwich and I sat down to eat it. I slowly unwrapped the wax paper and there's tuna fish on 7-grain. I thought I was getting mozzarella and tomato with basil. And I do not eat anything with mayo in it. So I threw out the sandwich and walked down to Ciao for a plain slice. I try to be so metropolitan but I'll always be a nervous jersey mess.

On the way back to my office I watched all the couriers weaving in an out of traffic. I've decided that I should just be a bike courier in Manhattan! I can ride a bike and I'm reliable. It seems too good to be true. I just need to buy a sleek, silver, streamlined helmet and then I'm set.

Step One

I decided I needed a blog focusing just on the fact that I'm about to graduate with a BA in English. Everyone is pressuring me. They want to know what I'm going to do with my life. I'm currently an intern at Cosimo Books on 7th Avenue in Chelsea. It's an indie publishing company with a total of 7 employees. I get paid and credit (AMAZING!). But I don't really do all that much. I'm not in it for the glamor. I'm here because I want my family to stop harassing me. Yet they still continue. This blog is my search for an answer to that fabled question, what do you do with a BA in English?