July 2010
1 post
Can it be true? Am I really here in Tumblrland...
I am back!
I now have a man and two cats and I bake a lot, so this changes everything.
I still take myself too seriously, so be prepared for many dramatic posts about things like planning a wedding and food and music and surviving midtown while wearing a suit (which makes me look like a football player with a great hairstyle).
Welcome me with open internet arms, internet!
Sweet Cheesus!
So first, this lady finds her Lord and Savior in a Cheeto:
And now this cat has the shrouded Jesus on its forehead:
I see no Jesus on that cat’s face. It just looks perturbed, like cats do.
Jesus Cat
My Co-Workers Know Me Well
Me (coming in all grumpy like I do sometimes): Guys, I have to warn you, I'm not going to be the most pleasant person today. It's not even 8:30 am, and I AM HAVING A BAD DAY.
Co-Worker (Exchanging look with other associate and reaches into a drawer, pulling out a bag of m&ms): We were prepared this time.
Here's the Link to that Disgusting Officer's... →
Biker's Code
Yes, people, there is a code to live by when you bike places, and I am still learning what that code is.
It has something to do with “not being afraid of cabs”, and “not letting stupid pedestrians get in my way”.
I’m getting the hang of it, one pedestrian at a time…
I’m just kidding. Every time I see a pedestrian or a cab, I always swerve out of the...
Biking for Dummies
I love biking around the neighborhood - I used to ride my bike in my hood all the time when I was a kid until I became Too Cool for such things. Thank Go everything comes back full circle. When I was 12, my parents bought me the bike I’d always wanted: A Huffy Cruiser in Electric Blue, with white-walled tires and little protective coverings over the tops of the tires.
I was in heaven....
Breakdown (How it Will Go from Here)
So, Kevin, Shana, Mom, two co-workers, AKA faithful readers of my blog,
As you all know, my company decided that blogging and playing scrabulous (er, now actual scrabble) on facebook online were possible ways for me to communicate insider trading secrets to other clueless people, so I have been blocked from writing my blog at work.
THEN, as luck would have it, I have been mostly offline at...
Aaaaaand....
I’m back!!!
June 2008
12 posts
Psycho Sisters
Janina: So you've sent absolutely insane novellas via email to your barely there guy, too? I'm not the only one?
Danielle: Girl, welcome to the club.
Dear Intern,
You make me want to die.
My New Roommate Makes Me Want to be a Better...
Yesterday, my roommate found me in the kitchen staring at the refrigerator, willing food to come to me. I had slept maybe four hours the night before and woken up earlier than one should EVER have to wake up on a Sunday to meet someone, and had not eaten in Many Hours. When I do not eat in Many Hours, I become confused and scared.
My roommate asked me if I was okay. I replied “I am...
Why Did I Move From There?
Georgia is humid and hot, yes, but when I stepped off the plane, there were trees and shade and the smell of honeysuckle in the air, all weekend long.
When I landed at La Guardia this morning at 2 am, I was greeted with a rush of hot, sticky air with a scent that was equal parts urine and body odor.
I was not charmed by this.
Life es MUY MUY bueno...
I just got to interview Nicolay and Kay for Cool’eh Mag.
My heart is still pounding - my first interview, and it’s NICOLAY, an artist I admire so very much?
I am one EXTREMELY lucky gal.
Dear God,
Since when did I need exactly 4 pairs of shoes to fly home for a family emergency? What has happened to me? Do I need fixing, or should I embrace it?
Love,
Janina
It Makes Sense for Me to Drop Out of the Air...
Janina: You can have the song I was gonna use - Pat Benetar: Heartbreaker
Marin: i really was feeling digital love by Daft Punk though
Janina: do what's in your heart, Marin
At any rate, you should totally smash your guitar and have an air roadie throw you a new one in the middle of the set
Marin: holy genius
smash and toss
i love it
Janina: yes
Marin: holy shit i love it
you are so my coach
Janina: I know
Marin: team shimmyhard
WatchSleepy Kitty
Discussing Options After Going to the US Air...
Marin: i'm still laughing about dude attempting to crowd surf and everyone parting seas
Janina: I've come up with my stage name: "Janina the Airy Princess...of ROCK"
Marin: nice
Janina: Your regular nickname "shimmyjazz" isn't rock-filled...
what could yours be?
Marin: shimmyshakejirate
Janina: um
Marin: shimmyhard
Janina: and you could be totally rock-glam
Marin: totally
Janina: I would have a rock tutu on and do leaps into splits playing the guitar with my teeth
Marin: YES
holy gawd
we have to do this
Janina: I know
Marin: holy balls
there are spots still available for the bklyn regionals
july 9th
omg
omg
omg
$20 to enter
Janina: omg
Marin: omg
Janina: We're actually gonna enter the Air Guitar Championship, aren't we?
Like Mother, Like Daughter
Janina: what do you do
when your mother competes with you
in the category of most dramatic
and wins
???
Dernyul: um
having known you for a decade
I am impressed by anyone that can out-dramatic you
so, perhaps
you should just be impressed
Don't Get Hit by a Car, Please
Because if you don’t die from the impact, getting stuff done after being hit by a car becomes a real hassle.
May 2008
29 posts
Running the Numbers →
This is pretty awesome… Here are nine million ABC blocks enlarged so you can see… To represent the nine million people in the US that don’t have health insurance… Here’s the big picture:
Instant Karma
In my quest to school the Intern, I forgot to order my free lunch here at the office. I deserve it.
It's an Intern's World, and We're all Just Living...
Dear Intern, I helped set up your computer for the summer. I helped you figure out how to fill out your W-2 form. I’ve answered a plethora of questions for you, from how to order lunch to who you need to get in touch with for each and every task you will need to do during your stay at this here corporate location. I’m not trying to be mean, and it’s really nice how excited you...
Honestly
I’ve been holding this back for way too long. Pitchfork sucks. Their competition amongst themselves on how many adjectives one can use about the way an instrument is played in a song (like the phrase “burbling beats”. Really? Really?), and their crappy selection of some great but mostly horrible music that only Pitchfork officially “gets” really bugs the holy hell...
This Weekend is Off to an Excellent Start...Friday...
Preparations
I took my last final last night. This semester is finally, finally over. No more staring off into space with my eyes somehow always landing on the pregnant-looking tummy of my male professor. My days of light snoring with my mouth open in the back of Prose before the Civil War are over. No more meetings with the professor haggling over 2 points of a grade to bring it up to an A. ...
Yes, My Co-Worker is Awesome, the World Should...
Me: Ahem, I have comments now, and you read my blog...
Him: Hell yeah, I'll comment! People need to know the guy who annoyingly reminded you of your duties is the same guy who is responsible for both the flowers and the cupcakes! Can I go back and comment on the blog where you dissed me?
Me: I didn't diss you! I just threatened your life is all.
Comments
At the insistence of exactly one person in my life, I decided to enable comments. I look forward to seeing “0 Comments” or “1 Comment” by Shana on each post from now on. Joy.
This Post is for Shana (Triple-time is the new...
Sensible, Silly, and of course Sexy Heavenly, Heroic, and of course Honeylicious Action-Oriented, Able, and of course Admirable Nasty-in-a-good-way, Natural, and of course Nibbly Amazing, Arduous, and of course Ample Randy, Reliable, and of course Regal Anti-depressant, Alluring, and of course Awesome Enigma, Extraordinary, and of course Excitement (Triple-time)
It's a Good Thing I'm so Lazy
Because if I went and got chocolate every single time I felt like having some, I would be morbidly obese.
Mi neoyorquino.
Today is Kenny Loggins Day
Because it makes sense, that’s why. ”There are certain welcoming voices in popular music that can be identified as soon as a song starts – they’re immediately familiar musical touchstones, inextricably part of our collective pop culture soundtrack. Singer-songwriter Kenny Loggins possesses such a voice, and for over three decades it’s been inviting listeners in to experience music...
College for the Ancient
I am 28 years old. I really don’t think that’s too old, especially since I act like a 12 year old most days. Okay, I should say I have the sense of humor of a 12 year old, the temper tantrums of a 2 year old, and let’s say… the body of a wise 19 year old. Why not? It’s my blog, after all. If you want to disagree, get your own blog! At any rate, my point is this:...
To Fellow Tumblrs that Follow Me
Thank you. I thought just the two co-workers and two friends that I threaten repeatedly are the only ones to read my jumbled whatevers I write on here. Seriously. I am not popular in this community of fellow tumblrs, and the fact that even one of you thought to yourself “you know, this lady may write something I would like to read” and then clicked on me makes me feel really nice...
Not Broken!
Three hours later, I’m fine with a sprain - well, more like a twist, since it doesn’t hurt THAT bad. They called it “deep bruising to the bone”, and at least that sounds badass, but really it’s just kind of common in falls. But how awesome is it that Kevin, Jeremy and Elizabeth came and hung out with me the whole time in the ER? I’m truly blessed… They...
So I'm 99% Sure it's Not Broken...
But some old people freaked out and convinced me that I should get an x-ray. So, I’m having a party at Beth Israel Emergency Room tonight all night, because this is, I would classify, the lowest of low priorities ever to exist so I’ll be hanging out there, waiting my turn… Come by and hang out, BYOB.
My Co-workers are AWESOME!
Lookit what they dun done! And damn, they really know me…
A Missed Opportunity
Unless I am intensely bothered by something or newly in love, I NEVER wake up early, or even on time. I’m not newly in love (I just fell back in love with myself recently, but the newness has worn off), and I’m not intensely bothered by anything, so I woke up my usual twenty minutes late. I pretended to hurry as I blow dried all of my hair, shaved my legs, painted my nails - you know,...