books and libretti (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} bookslibretti) wrote,@ 2008-02-03 17:42:00 |
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Super Bowl? Not quite.
Today, or this weekend overall, I guess, is supposed to be some stereotypically hyper-masculine fiesta of grunting, chanting, gobbling buffalo wings, and running into each other at top speed. Meanwhile, I've had the completely opposite weekend and I'm feeling the girliest I've been in a long, long time.
Thursday included a long, incredibly girl-talk chat with my roommate. It almost resulted in my going to Babeland with her, but we wound up opting for a rain date on that. I won the spelling bee (not stereotypically feminine, afaik), but later that evening, I saw Ben again, which, although it wasn't scandalous, still made me feel feminine as hell.
Friday I basically slept. It was nice -- and needed, since I hadn't really slept all week, had killed half of my muscles, and hadn't even gotten back to the apartment until like 3 AM the night (er, morning) before. That evening I crawled out of bed, microwaved some leftovers, and crawled back in. That was about the extent of my activity.
Saturday was awesome and productive. I got up early (after all, I'd slept for about 20 of the previous 24 hours), took the world's best hot shower, made a big healthy breakfast, and got some stuff done around the apartment. That evening, my mom came in, brought me stuff I needed from home, took me shopping for groceries, and then treated me to dinner -- which included a seriously chocolatey dessert (one cheat meal a week, mmkay). Then I did tons of laundry.
Today, I slept in. Eventually I got up, put on the Puppy Bowl in the background, and did some knitting on the NYU scarf I've been working on for ages. I still have to make cookies for tomorrow, but right now I'm letting the butter soften on the counter. Since the oven has to be on for that, I'm probably going to do a fairly elaborate, thoroughly delicious and healthy dinner of roast chicken and butternut squash.
Later this evening, I need to work out what I'm wearing tomorrow . . . because it's the first day of my internship this semester! I also need to empty out the bag I took to Ben's -- I need to bring a big one to work, because I've got a feeling I'm going to be hitting the take shelves pretty hard.
Also worth noting: Tuesday is NYU's full-time job fair, and I have no idea what I'm wearing. My real black suit is ridiculously huge, so it's out of the question because I don't think the pants can stay up. I recently got a gray skirt suit, but it's ugly and the jacket really needs to be altered. I do have plain gray trousers I really like, but I couldn't pair the gray jacket with them even if it hadn't been altered. Argh. Black huge jacket and a non-matching black skirt? At least I have a few button-up shirts that should still fit, sort of.
Today, or this weekend overall, I guess, is supposed to be some stereotypically hyper-masculine fiesta of grunting, chanting, gobbling buffalo wings, and running into each other at top speed. Meanwhile, I've had the completely opposite weekend and I'm feeling the girliest I've been in a long, long time.
Thursday included a long, incredibly girl-talk chat with my roommate. It almost resulted in my going to Babeland with her, but we wound up opting for a rain date on that. I won the spelling bee (not stereotypically feminine, afaik), but later that evening, I saw Ben again, which, although it wasn't scandalous, still made me feel feminine as hell.
Friday I basically slept. It was nice -- and needed, since I hadn't really slept all week, had killed half of my muscles, and hadn't even gotten back to the apartment until like 3 AM the night (er, morning) before. That evening I crawled out of bed, microwaved some leftovers, and crawled back in. That was about the extent of my activity.
Saturday was awesome and productive. I got up early (after all, I'd slept for about 20 of the previous 24 hours), took the world's best hot shower, made a big healthy breakfast, and got some stuff done around the apartment. That evening, my mom came in, brought me stuff I needed from home, took me shopping for groceries, and then treated me to dinner -- which included a seriously chocolatey dessert (one cheat meal a week, mmkay). Then I did tons of laundry.
Today, I slept in. Eventually I got up, put on the Puppy Bowl in the background, and did some knitting on the NYU scarf I've been working on for ages. I still have to make cookies for tomorrow, but right now I'm letting the butter soften on the counter. Since the oven has to be on for that, I'm probably going to do a fairly elaborate, thoroughly delicious and healthy dinner of roast chicken and butternut squash.
Later this evening, I need to work out what I'm wearing tomorrow . . . because it's the first day of my internship this semester! I also need to empty out the bag I took to Ben's -- I need to bring a big one to work, because I've got a feeling I'm going to be hitting the take shelves pretty hard.
Also worth noting: Tuesday is NYU's full-time job fair, and I have no idea what I'm wearing. My real black suit is ridiculously huge, so it's out of the question because I don't think the pants can stay up. I recently got a gray skirt suit, but it's ugly and the jacket really needs to be altered. I do have plain gray trousers I really like, but I couldn't pair the gray jacket with them even if it hadn't been altered. Argh. Black huge jacket and a non-matching black skirt? At least I have a few button-up shirts that should still fit, sort of.
