Once again, I've taken a longer hiatus from this than I intended. My sincerest apologies. The simple reason for my prolonged absence from the blogosphere is that I began working three weeks ago. And it has taken over my life. Once an avid (ok, somewhat enthusiastic) bar-goer on weeknights, I have transformed into the get home from work and crawl into bed exhausted, with or without dinner, type. It's pathetic.
Ok, glad we got that out of the way. I will now address interesting things that have happened in my life since last time.
I bought my first business class ticket (Amtrak), and I will never go back to coach (depending, of course, on my financial situation). I made my way up to Beantown to see Small Asian Friend, the Cousins, and the famous Auntie Bevy for Thanksgiving. As usual, the company was superb, and the food (other than Thanksgiving Day) was terrific. In fact, I ate so much in the week leading up to Turkey Day and its immediate aftermath that when I tried on the new dress pants I had purchased way back in October for my first day of work the Monday after T-Day, they were all too small. YIKES. You'll be happy to know three weeks later they fit just fine. Phew. Anyhoo, the holiday (like all holidays, let's be honest) consisted of lots of shopping and lots of eating- things the B family do rather well. The real kicker happened on the way home. Mother and Pops were driving me back to the city on their way home, and Brother got the front seat. That meant Mom and I sat in the back, with barely enough room between us to fit my laptop. There was (obviously) a sale at some random place in Connecticut that we just HAD to stop at on the way home, and two hours later, I was sandwiched between Mother and boxes of newly purchased items, packed right up to the ceiling. The Manhattan skyline's approach was never quite as exciting as it was that day.
I saw the next installment in The Twilight Saga. What a poor decision. Other than Taylor's abs and KStew's mouth, there was really nothing of interest in the entire film. The acting was so bad, I felt weird sitting there, watching them. It was so melodramatic and over the top that I wondered whether they had actually just filmed the preliminary rehearsals and said "good enough." I guess that's what happens when you make a movie whose target audience couldn't care less about plot or character development, or acting, or...dignity. Apparently, the teeny boppers are happy as long as Pattinson is making creepy eyes at KStew, and as long as their terribly awkward (but of course deeply passionate) kisses contain enough heavy breathing to fill the theater with the minty fresh scent of Certs. Please don't make me go on.
I also saw Up in the Air. [SPOILER ALERT. Skip to the next paragraph if you want to be surprised about what emotion you're feeling when you leave the theater after seeing this movie.] It was way better than New Moon. Clooney is still the man, and while the end is incredibly depressing, I really liked the movie up to that point.
I made it out to Brooklyn for the first time since moving back to NY. Dr. Dog was playing down at the Brooklyn Bowl in Williamsburg. It was a pretty strange/awesome venue- bowling lanes on one side and huge open area in front of a raised stage on the other side. It was hipster-tastic (a sea of flannel and 80's-style sunglasses). The music was decent, too. OH, and there was fake snow! Speaking of the white stuff, it's been snowing here for most of today. A snow-capped city is so pretty. Now if only I didn't have to go outside tomorrow, it'd be just perfect. But alas, life must go on. At least I don't have to worry about how I'm going to get Otto out of the driveway or whether he has enough wiper fluid.
One final thought: So I have no idea what random email list I signed up for, but in the past two days I have received over fifty spam messages. Come on, people! Get your act together and stop selling my email address to creepos. Kudos, however, to the folks at gmail for sorting out spam with such precision and accuracy. I am extremely appreciative of your efforts.
