j. marms

Breakfast: Iced coffee on the train, more iced coffee in the office and an orange…at noonish. Sensible? Probably not. A real serving of fruit though. And not a bagel or panini.

Lunch: Chicken parm sandwich. Healthy? No. Delicious? Absolutely.

Before radio meeting: Sugar Free Red Bull because I was falling asleep at my desk. Helpful? Nope. Cancerous? Likely.

Now I’m home and it’s almost 9 and I still haven’t had dinner. I have successfully drank half a glass of wine though so I think I need to get some food quickly, before this becomes a repeat of last night and I get nothing done. Unfortunately, nothing sounds like anything I want to eat.

Dear future boyfriend,

Please be someone that wants to make me dinner. Oh, and please meet me soon, before I become completely malnourished. I promise that I’ll be nice to you. Thanks!

Sincerely,

j. marms

Be better at taking care of personal things. Like, I can take care of stuff in my job fine. But my life? Oh no, what a mess.

Breakfast, lunch AND dinner. Not and/or/maybe if I get around to it.

Similarly, gin + tonic does not = balanced meal. Lime does not = daily fruit serving.

that I still identify with My So-Called Life?

Angela said something about it being unfair that Jordan Catalano gets to be the one with “other things on his mind.” Because she has nothing else on her mind, meaning only Jordan is on her mind. AH BOYS!

OMG this just happened in the episode I am currently watching. Angela’s mom just said, “Hillary Clinton is a brilliant woman and people should stop judging her by her hair!” Awww she’s like my mom! There was just another scene where she’s singing and dancing in the hallway and the obnoxious younger sister, Danielle, screams, “Mom! Stop singing!!!” And she goes, “I know, I’m not allowed to sing, I’m not allowed to dance. Amish Mom!” Also something my mom would say as she continues to dance in the hallway.

I’m going home Thursday. Who knew this would make me so happy?!?!

Right?! Most good blogs are about something specific. Travel, pop culture, movies, television, shopping, etc. My blog is neither good, nor themed. Well part of that is about to change! I have a theme! Okay so a while ago Cary and I were discussing that what is constant about my blog is that it involves the awkward things I say, do and think throughout the day. Today, I did another dumb thing and was just about to write about it when I realized that this awkward-constant idea was definitely true, and things were never clearer. That is the theme of my blog. People throw the word “awkward” around a lot, willy-nilly. Like, “Awkward turtle!” or “that situation was a little awkward…” But I truly believe that any of my friends would agree that I do/say/think a LOT of awkward things. I am legit. So, here’s the thing that I did that inspired the last paragraph:

I was walking to Union Square after work because I had some things to do. I’m walking down 6th Ave. and talking to my mom on my cell phone about some ridiculous drama and happened to walk by Vance. You may remember Vance from the day I got my bike and I got lost and called him and he saved my life. Well, I was very involved in this conversation with my mom and was oblivious to the fact that I walked mere inches away from this boy that I see ALL THE TIME. I realized once I had already crossed the street that I must have seemed like a crazy because I just walked by him in a mad rush without saying “hi.” I felt SO bad. My mom told me I was crazy. Well, she was right. After I got off the phone with her, I texted him to apologize for walking by him without saying anything, I realized too late and I was on the phone. Crisis averted. Well, it turns out that he didn’t even see me! There was no crisis. I’m just crazy.

Is this twitter business a waste of time? I’m still not sure why it exists but I’m finally okay with it. Unfortunately, I think I got on board when everyone else got over it.

Also, if i didn’t have a job in music promotion, I think I would want to be in the Union of Concerned Scientists. True, science is one of my worst subjects. But, they had some pretty cool PSAs and they seem to be making the world better. I appreciate their concern.

Okay. So sometimes there are success stories associated with Missed Connections. But most times, there aren’t and they’re just this silly thing that people do. I don’t know too many people who admit to being an avid reader of Missed Connections. That is, besides my sister who, when she was without the internet for a few weeks she cried, “What if someone posts a Missed Connection about me and I NEVER know?!” I don’t know why we don’t talk about this- I’m sure more people read them than I am lead to believe. Sometimes I have read all the celebrity gossip I can handle and, yet, I need another time-waster. Missed Connections to the rescue. And now, I present you with this gem:

I have no words.

people laugh at me. Sometimes it’s because I have made a joke. Most times, however, it’s because I have done or said something silly without meaning to. An example of this is when I claim that words are meaningless (which, like, they are. really it’s just words) or when I try to hug someone and get distracted. I like making people laugh. Really. But I think I have finally figured out why people don’t take me seriously. I’m not sure what to do about it though.

Something to think about, I suppose.

Also, it rained too much today and I was outside the whole time. Gross!!! Oh! And I have been kind of getting a tan. Unfortunately, my stomach is at least 10 shades ligher than my arms, legs and face.

Today started off great. Then, I got really grumpy and still don’t know why. Then, I drank a beer and Dan put on Deer Tick and I cheered up. THEN, I got a bike! Hooray! BUT, I didn’t get a lock and was having dinner with DLV and Vai. So we had to find a place with outdoor seating so I could sit with my bike. I don’t believe this was a problem though because the weather was nice. Then, I ate too much and still feel like I’m gonna vom. But, I digress. After dinner I was stoked to ride my new (to me) bike home. I quickly realized I don’t know how to get home from Williamsburg not on the train! I thought I would be able to figure it out, but no. I called Vance and he pretty much saved my life. Maybe you think that sounds dramatic but I think it’s true.

Sorry I’m such a mess! Again!

I saw The Cure! Ciel said something about crying at The Cure and I was like “psh I doubt I would get that emotional.” I have to admit though, I did get a little choked up during “Catch.” No tears, but I don’t normally cry that easily. I missed some of 65daysofstatic’s set and was very bummed. Jenn and I were in the wrong row for a while. We were confused about why we were so far back and then realized we were supposed to be in TT! Not T! Oooops. But 65days are AMAZING. OMG I love them.

Later, we drank a lot and did karaoke at a weird bar. It was really silly. I accidentally hit on someone (I didn’t know that’s what we were talking about), thus proving just how awkward I can be. Then, a boy tried to flirt with me and I got embarrassed and ran away, mainly because I had to pee. Why do I find myself in these ridiculous situations?

New karaoke song: “Spiderwebs” by No Doubt. Every time. It’s a success.