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Don't Fly With Me.

Sun, 05 Jul 2009 23:08:13 -0400

Having just returned from NY a few hours ago, I can tell you one thing for sure… airplane travel brings out the worst in me. For some reason, I got really enraged when people applauded after we landed at LAX. It’s not like we were circling Baghdad and managed to avoid missiles while landing! The pilot even said so himself that there was 100% visibility. He even said infinite or some ridiculous word like that. I also hate when people don’t follow the natural order of clearing out the row; you let the person in the row in front of you leave the plane first, you don’t cut them off so they’re stuck in their row. I’m trying to think of some positive things to say so I don’t sound totally bitter. I’m excited to start work again tomorrow… there, that’s something positive.

Somehow I ended up with twice the amount of crap in my suitcases than I had when I left. Why I brought 4 ties back with me I have no idea.. I think it’s because I have this little built in tie rack thing in my closet (at least that’s what I assume it is) and I feel like it should be full. Oh! One more airplane complaint. But this one is kind of funny. On the flight to NY the flight attendant lady came around…

Flight attendant: And sir, what what would you like to drink?

Me: Uhhhh… just a coffee.

Flight attendant: Cream and sugar?

Me: Hm….. yeah…. yeah, cream and sugar.

Flight attending: (laughing)

Me: What?

Flight attendant: No, nothing, that was just such an LA thing, off in your own little world!

And then she walked away!! Can you believe that shit? I mean yeah, I was being all slow and stuff, but it was really early. Plus I haven’t lived out here long enough to do stuff that’s ‘so LA’. I should’ve done something ‘so NY’ and told her to fuck off.

Haven’t posted in a while. Interesting.

Tue, 02 Jun 2009 20:24:11 -0400

Haven’t posted in a while. Interesting.

And So It Begins.

Sun, 26 Apr 2009 20:32:30 -0400

“It” being the moving process. “It” also being the loss of my sanity. Pick one. You can’t have both.

My bed is in several pieces up against my wall. I’m actually surprised how easy the process was of taking it apart, considering Ikea prides itself on being impossible to assemble/disassemble. What I once considered to be a creative way to add space to the room (adding square mirrors to the wall in strategic places) has now proved to be the bane of my existence. Prying them off is a huge bitch and it leaves behind the worst glue marks. That’s coming out of the deposit for sure.

I also hate this process because I’m confronted with horrible decisions, like do I keep every issue of Entertainment Weekly from the past 6 months? What if one of them becomes valuable? What if someone needs one someday? I think it’s best to throw them all away, because if I kept them I’d be bordering on ‘pack rat’, and we all know I’d rather be associated with ‘rat pack’.

I also started a new job this week and I think I make it more stressful than it really should be. So this week, I’m going to try to take it easy and not get so tense at work. Why? Because then I have to come home and pack more shit up, or try to pry more glue off the wall. One needs a sense of humor to get the aforementioned shit done, or else one will go mad. (To clarify, I’m ‘one’ in this situation.)

Back to work I go… expect more posts soon, each chronicling my slow decline into Mad Hatter territory.

"Tune into the Bad Girls Club reunion tonight at 10 on Oxygen. I’m in it."

Tue, 31 Mar 2009 15:58:14 -0400

“Tune into the Bad Girls Club reunion tonight at 10 on Oxygen. I’m in it.”

Blast!

Tue, 24 Mar 2009 15:16:00 -0400

I hate hearing about other people’s dreams, so you’re invited to ignore this post. To warn you, though, this dream is a bit star-studded.

My phone rang right when George Clooney was giving me advice on screenwriting in my dream, so it woke me up! But it was at an after party for Duplicity and I was supposed to bring the snacks. I came in late with a picnic basket of M&Ms. Anyway, here is how it went down, and I swear on my itunes library, I’m not making this up:

As I stroll in with a picnic basket, my brother approaches me.

Him: Why are you late?

Me: Ugh! I had to finish homework for class, and everyone was asleep at home, and then I had to bring Pete over with me. (Who the hell is Pete? I have no clue!)

George overhears this and chimes in:

George: Sure. You just didn’t want to see the movie.

Some time later.

Me: Mr. Clooney… got a question for you. Would you recommend grad school for screenwriting?

GC: You know, people always want to pick sides and say one is better than the other and everything, I say just go for it! There’s plenty of time, what’s the rush?

Then my English teacher from high school walked in and asked him for a favor for his son, after which Clooney turned to me and goes, “You won’t mind giving me a couple of minutes to help a cancer stricken youth, will you?” “Of course not!” I responded. And he left. So I sat at a desk and waited.

At some point before this, Julia Roberts was standing at the snack table and I went to set up my M&M’s, but she walked off before I could talk to her. Bitch.

Anyway, what the hell is this dream about! George Clooney isn’t even in Duplicity! Though I just read in Entertainment Weekly that he suggested Clive Owen for the part.

Nevertheless, I’m going to give some consideration to what George said to me, though I don’t think I’ll be going to grad school anytime soon. In the meanwhile, I think I’m going to make a habit of these 10 AM naps!

Nerd Alert!

Mon, 23 Mar 2009 22:17:05 -0400

Currently Reading: The Beautiful & Damned

Reading Next: A Bear Called Paddington

Making the most of unemployment.

In the news...

Sat, 21 Mar 2009 16:20:57 -0400

Yahoo! headline…

Obama sidetracked by bonus brouhaha, but presses on

Why is the word ‘brouhaha’ in a headline? It’s hardly journalism-y.

The Update List

Fri, 20 Mar 2009 18:44:27 -0400

This edition of the update list is brought to you by CVS. CVS: We pride ourselves in giving you really long receipts.

Hey gang,

-I know I promised a picture of the cereal box race car after I put stickers on it. It’s finished, but I’m too lazy to open up the camera program and watch my computer freeze for five minutes while I yell curses.

-If I can be thoroughly convinced, I’ll be going on my 4th hike of the week later today. But only ‘if’.

-I joined Twitter yesterday. It’s stupid, but fine. I’m following Christopher Walken on it, and his posts make it totally worth signing up. Especially when he talks about his dog that eats extension cords and how Ashton Kutcher should be Secretary of Ironic Scarves.

-On the topic of Ashton Kutcher, I read some of his twitter stuff today. The dude can’t spell. I know, it’s a petty grievance, but seriously, ‘What would u of asked him?’… OF asked him?! No, Ashton. No. And That 70’s Show sucks.

-My new favorite spot in my room is the foot of the bed. I lean my head against the low bed frame, and I’m positioned below the window where I get the best breeze. I’ve realized I enjoy a change in the routine to keep things interesting, even if it is just choosing where to lay in a blob-like state while I hit reload on job sites. Plus my room looks bigger from here.

-The laundry room is closed for 2 weeks! 2 WEEKS! This is after the landlord called Jenn up to beg us to stay for another year. It was an option until I realized I could only afford to wear underwear every other day until the washing machine was fixed.

-Roommate Jenn and I did a fridge clean today. How we missed that can of expired whipped cream in the past 4 fridge cleans, I’ll never know. If you ever have a mammoth appetite but are trying to eat right, I suggest cleaning out your fridge. That’ll curb the ol’ appetite nice and good.

-Has anyone heard Timebomb by Beck? It just came on my itunes. It’s a good one, and lesser-known, I feel.

-The grocery store is mayhem on Friday afternoons. Even saw the lady from upstairs there, who silently gave me this really accusatory look as if to say, “You came here without me?”

-I love that Obama made the special olympics joke on Leno last night. Serves him right for going on a dumb show like Leno’s, and also serves him right for getting elected president in the first place. Team Hillary for life.

That’s enough.

Irish Dinner Preparations

Fri, 20 Mar 2009 18:28:31 -0400

Jenn: OK, I’m off in search of corned beef and ice cream.

If You Hate AIG...

Thu, 19 Mar 2009 19:03:00 -0400

If You Hate AIG...:

…Or even if you don’t, this is a hilarious internal memo leaked to Gawker about what employees can do to protect themselves from this unwanted ‘attention’. It’s too funny to be sad.

Check it out guys! Jenn got this toy car in the bottom of her...

Thu, 19 Mar 2009 16:11:12 -0400

Check it out guys! Jenn got this toy car in the bottom of her Cheerios.

Me: Do you want it?

Jenn: No.

Me: Can I have it?!

Jenn: Yes.

And now it’s miiiine! It comes with a set of stickers, but then also a set of directions for where to put the stickers. I don’t like that part. What ever happened to originality? (Fighting the urge to sing the Full House theme right about now.) Anyway, I’ll be back later with the results.

I present to you a solid new entry into the health bar universe....

Thu, 19 Mar 2009 15:50:21 -0400

I present to you a solid new entry into the health bar universe. Special K Protein Feel Fuller Longer Bar. Review below.

Health Bar Review: Special K Protein Bar

Thu, 19 Mar 2009 15:45:00 -0400

Well, if I wanted to get technical on your asses, I would use the full name of this bar which according to the box is: Special K Protein Feel Fuller Longer Bar (Chocolate Peanut Butter). Anyway, this delicious find comes packed with 10 g’s of protein! Delicious! Apparently, that’s only 18% of our daily value. Uh, I’d like a bar with 100% of my daily protein value, please. It would really simplify the eating process. Plus I’d get super buff really fast. Or, you know, die.

But friends, believe you me, this is one delicious bar. In fact it hardly constitutes as a health bar because it’s so tasty. A while back, I went on and on about the Clif bar (with the ever so enigmatic missing F) but complained that the texture wasn’t the best. This bar has the texture of a Snickers bar, and tastes just as good. In fact, if this bar was blind tested, I guarantee most people wouldn’t be able to tell that this bar had any sort of nutritional value. It’s got the smoothest chocolatey exterior, paired against the brilliant contrasting crunch on the inside. Well, it’s the tastiest 18% of my daily value I’ve ever had. Here’s to you, Special K Protein Feel Fuller Longer Bar… you put every other sawdust tasting health bar to shame.

Edited to Add: This bar comes in meal bar form, the 10g of protein one, and the snack form, which only has 4g of protein. Choose wisely.

The Pepper Subset

Mon, 16 Mar 2009 22:21:00 -0400

For all of you concerned parties, I made it back from NY in one piece. I have yet to recover from jet lag (or ‘jet leg’ as I embarrassingly spelled it on facebook), and it was because of this that I decided to grocery shopping at 7:30 am Sunday morning.

An interesting subset of Burbank citizens go grocery shopping then. The sociological name for this subset is, I believe, ‘old people’. Really, they’re such a delight… I kindly invite any of you to shoot me if I turn 65 and start to smell like pepper.

In other news, I’m back on the job hunting trail. I feel like I’ve reverted to my May 2008 self, when I just moved here, was enamored with the weather, and was painfully unemployed. It’s good, in a way, that I was home for two weeks because now I’m better able to appreciate how good we have it weather-wise out here. Is there the fear that I will never get a job? Of course there is. But I’m still in a travel haze, and I’m hoping that will last until I get my job. Or else panic will set in. And panicked Rit is even less fun than normal Rit. Yes, it’s possible.

Oh yeah, also, I passed my year of being on Tumblr sometime last month. Happy anniversary or whatever.

The Joys of Hiking with Jenn

Mon, 16 Mar 2009 22:13:11 -0400

heading up the trail…

after I finish rambling about something:

Jenn: OK. No more talking.

(silence)

Rit: Jenn, it’s so quiet. I feel like we’re marching towards our death.

Jenn: We probably are.

Lattoo from the horrendous movie Ghajini. (And hey, look at...

Sat, 28 Feb 2009 01:11:00 -0500

Lattoo from the horrendous movie Ghajini. (And hey, look at that, music by Slumdog guy.) Cool video/song. Kind of infectious. Also, it doesn’t hurt that Jiah Khan is really hot.

What to Do...

Sat, 28 Feb 2009 01:09:40 -0500

So, it’s 10:00 and I have to be up by 4:30. I really have zero desire to sleep right now… absolutely none whatsoever. Should I go to sleep and then wake up feeling awful and cranky? Or should I wait it out and be a zombie all day tomorrow? These are questions better posed to an actual person than dead air…

Let's Discuss...

Fri, 27 Feb 2009 20:12:39 -0500

…why for a 6:50 am flight, I have to be picked up at 5:20 am by a shuttle that has to drive me 10 minutes to an airport that has two terminals. I’m going to be extra bitter tomorrow.

In the News..

Fri, 27 Feb 2009 20:10:00 -0500

Schwarzenegger declares Calif. drought emergency

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/california_drought

This is an infuriating/hilarious headline. For those of you fine folks that don’t live here, they water EVERYTHING in this effing city. Sidewalks, cars, the sides of buildings, and very occasionally, plant life. I’m pretty sure my car will be ok without you spraying water on it every morning, leaving behind horrifying hard water residue that I need a $60 wax job just to get rid of. And also, turns out sidewalks don’t need water to do their job. It’s a SIDEWALK. It’s purpose is to lay there. It doesn’t have to grow, it doesn’t really have to be clean, and it most certainly does not benefit from being drenched with water every morning.

My solution?

Better aim. There is no need for a sprinkler to shoot out in a 25 foot radius, 5 inches from another sprinkler that does the exact same thing. They also don’t need to be on for fifteen minutes or whatever. I’m fairly confident that this CA draught is due largely to LA, so I think we should stop watering plants altogether. Crusty lawns for all!

Friendship

Fri, 27 Feb 2009 17:45:08 -0500

Christine on my airport/ride situation:

“I’d offer to take you, but i really dont want to.”