August 2008
it’s really sad when someone presents themself in a way you know they are not, but in a way you see them most of the time. it’s not sad because they’re not being true, it’s sad because you know they can be so much greater if they are able to present themselves in such a manner. like, if you can envision it, why can’t you be it?
i have this good friend and i hope that...
Meghan (4: 47 PM):
that feels so good
Drew (4: 47 PM):
a girl has never said that to me before
today is a bad new orleans day, when it’s all i think about and the only place i want to be. everyone reminds me of my family or things that happened there, and i’m inconsolable.
hurricane season is hard.
happy birthday to my favorite phillie, kyle kendrick.
five things i am discovering i really like in a man:
1. light, pretty eyes
2. a prominent chin.
3. wine drinkers with wine knowledge and strong preferences.
4. wrinkles around their eyes.
5. someone who takes care of me and responds to me being a damsel in distress.
i also like how i could probably be on a dinner date right now with someone who seems to like me but i prefer to focus on the...
on ethnicity, geography, and evidence of being a...
me: you look like a little Polack.
Robert: that's nowhere near [Italy].
me: i'm well aware. i do know my geography.
Adam: are you sure about that?
me: that i'm aware or that i know geography?
Adam: both.
me: unnecessary.
Adam: where's Geneva?
Robert: Switzerland.
me: oh, you were talking to me? Switzerland.
Adam: duh. where's the Hague?
me: actually, I don't know.
Robert: that's easy, Oslo. you look like someone who would be really good at state capitals.
me: I don't even know what that's supposed to mean.
je t'aime Montréal, vous serez manqué
dear jessica:
remember today when we were in rite-aid and i told you about brian, who is into me and i was on the fence? well he just sent me a text that said “call me when your done.”
LOOKS LIKE I AM NOW, BUDDY.
somebody buy this guy imodium for his shit for brains.
ugh, humanity.
i’m leaving the country tomorrow morning for the first time ever.
bad dreams
i just woke up from a nap i didn’t mean to take.
i had a terrible dream. i was on a party bus with kristen and pete was driving. we were getting wasted. we parked the party bus on this hill i presume was in manayunk. we went into this house party where a lot of people i knew were there - my hotmovies coworkers, my urban family, even people from my high school. i was greeting everyone...
on love, or like, or a really great fitzgerald...
"Scott Schultz": anyone that a close friend of mine is in love with is good enough for me to mildly like
past intentions: i don't think i'm in love so much as it is magnetism.
past intentions: like just being so much alike draws me in
"Scott Schultz": true
i’m annoyed with myself that i made another dude friend. not that i don’t love my boys, because i do, it’s just that it can be off-putting to guys i’m interested in.
and speaking of guys i’m interested in, even though i’m not really into anyone, someone is into me and i am trying really hard to reciprocate but compliments get him nowhere. i get bored. compare...
me: have you watched any of the men's beach volleyball?
Robert: yes.
me: the American team?
Robert: the professor and the thin beast?!
me: yes! i always think of you when they talk about the thin beast!
Robert: why? because he's bald?!
me: um, no, but that does apply.
on my job
“who’s that one girl, gianna-something…she looks like you. she really does.”
uh maybe?
3 tags
“Their heads fell apart into sleep like the two halves
Of a lopped melon, but...”
– ted hughes, “lovesong”
Meghan took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test!
“Wants interesting and exciting things to happen. A…”
Click here to read the rest of the results.
me: did you see the women's team final?
Whitney: no, every night i try to watch the Olympics, i get hammered and pass out.
me: oh. that fucking alicia whatever-her-name is...
Whitney: i know, i saw it on the news.
me: how the fuck do you fall on the floor?
Whitney: first of all, she's too fat, she has boobs, and she's too old.
me: she is stacked.
Whitney: she's like 20 and at least 95 pounds. too fat for gymnastics.
this week, the frisky says:
Idealism is your blessing as it is your curse. If you stop to listen to yourself talk about your latest love affair, you’ll see that all does not line your current story to a happily ever after ending. Sure, miracles can happen, but the odds of one happening to you and this guy are a gazillion to one. If that sounds good to you, then know your idealism is in fact a...
“I must get back my soul from you; I am killing my flesh without it.”
– sylvia plath, in a draft of a letter to richard sassoon
according to this site, based on my browser history, i am:
Likelihood of you being FEMALE is 100% Likelihood of you being MALE is 0%
that’s really exciting. sometimes i feel too masculine, so it’s nice to know that a random internet javascript reaffirms my femininity.
“Ninety-nine percent of the world’s lovers are not with their first choice....”
– Willie Nelson (via riotrepublic)
i recounted the events of my trip to florida four times today, and even though it wasn’t all great, it wasn’t all bad either.
i cut four inches off my hair, i put the satin sheets back on my bed, and i really liked my life today. the weather is so nice here, i hope the summer never comes back.
“true I’d give my right arm
to keep you safe from harm
and true, for you...”
– the magnetic fields, “i don’t really love you anymore”
because a sunburn's what i needed
so i’m going to florida for work. i guess this means i really made it through everything. it’s funny, i can still picture how i felt the day james told me i’d be going to florida now and how i had to go to the bathroom to scream into my hands about traveling and being an adult and being so excited. i’m still so excited, and to think about where i was four months ago and...
“You gotta take a chance on something sometime, Pam.”
– Jim Halpert
this is the last 100 grand gala thing i am dealing...
me: god, i'm such an idiot. why the hell would i do that? i thought i didn't even talk to him all night and here i spent an hour latching onto the poor guy's arm and following him like some kind of drunk puppy dog. i don't even know why! i'm so embarrassed.
Lauren: listen, it's not that bad. remember the time i got wasted and called that guy 23 times? you didn't do that. it could be a lot worse.
me: no, i didn't. i guess that really puts things into perspective.
two days!
i only need a few things for florida:
water babies sunscreen (i’m very particular/pale)
john frieda frizz ease hair serum
razorblades OR disposables
panties to match my new bras
tampons, just in case
i feel so much lighter/less stressed but need to be stressed to put my period off until after i return. i should get drunk and embarrass myself again; that seems to be a great source of...
“So I went to that party and everyone
They were kind of art-y
And I was wearing...”
– kate nash, “we get on”
“Sometimes if I have a boner that won’t go down, I listen to this kinda music.”
– Beavis, on the music of Radiohead (via bowlingalleylawyer)
my weekly horoscope, via thefrisky:
Lusting for someone at work starts messing with your mind. Thankfully, it’s summer and the office is running at a snail’s pace. This means, if you want to place your bets and source out the goods, this is your best time. However, be cautious about jumping in too fast. Strategy is key to getting your groove on without getting your ass fired.
ew, ew, ew.
cross your fingers for me
just responded to this ad on craigslist.
pretty hopeful!
“Write when you’re mildly drunk, edit when you’re mildly sober, submit when...”
– Dumsnill in the Ask Metafilter thread “Help me shut down my perfectionism in my creative writing” (via junesix)
one hundred grand gala
aw, looking back, i had fun. even if i don’t remember it.
florida, three days!
dar williams, “my friends”
friendship...
happy friendship day!
happy friendship day to everyone i love so dearly. thank you for everything you’ve done, you’re doing, and what you’ll continue to do in our lives. thanks for every hilarious talk, serious talk, night out, night in, and dealings with the daily drama of my life. i can’t thank you guys enough or tell you how much you all really mean to mean to me. i love you!
“The...
dear boys. dear boys:
last week i wrote a work blog about being a permanent member of the boys’ club.
last night my mostly male circle of friends did the following things:
made me laugh about my super slutty outfit but then told me how good i looked when i started to feel insecure.
made sure i had drinks while i pulled door duty and then made sure i didn’t have drinks when i was about to get sloppy.
...
The exciting plans you have coming up are luring your focus away from the task at hand, and you’ve got to be careful that you keep your head in the game, today. You can’t rush ahead, right now — there are details that need to be covered, and they need to be covered completely. This is not the time for taking shortcuts or leaving loose ends for someone else to tie up later. You...
“Take chances, make mistakes. That’s how you grow. Pain nourishes your courage....”
– Mary Tyler Moore (via thresca)
post-party depression
typical behaviors of drunk meghan:
being louder than normal
being overly excited about everything/everyone
being wistful
running around from room to room
being touchy-feely
divulging personal secrets
my friends know this, my co-workers do not. when worlds collide, things can go awry. i love drinking with my favorites and i felt like i was celebrating my life with all of them in one room....
tonight!
my company’s big celebration is tonight. party with my loves/favorites!
eep!
this time next week i’ll be in florida.
i’m so nervous and so excited all at the same time.