Everyday Goddess

Two many little things for one coherent blog post.

I won a pair of Ryka atheletic shoes in their Good For Your Sole Giveaway!  I received the running shoes today, and they look pretty sweet.  Does this mean I have to go jogging now?

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I ate 3 pieces of garlic bread at lunch yesterday, and then had a sandwich for dinner.  Today, a baked potato and a piece of cornbread.  Wednesday at lunch: bread pudding.  Damn you, carbs!  My weight is officially stalled at 149 lbs.  I don't know, I may have to just hold this line until January 1st, and then use that New Year's motivation to lose another 10.  I don't know, I really want to get under 140; sitting at 149 is dangerous territory.

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Will I go for a bike ride this weekend?  It's a mystery to me.

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If your boyfriend likes Shiraz and you like Cab, does this doom you to a lifetime of Merlot?

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Not so many posts about 9/11 this year, mostly just people linking back to what they wrote before... and then I realized that I was reading the stories.  I was clicking back and reading people's 9/11 stories.  Emotional progress for me.

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Things I will not buy for myself through the rest of this year:  new sunglasses, any new work clothes, games of any kind.  I'm sure there's more.  No extras is the point.  I feel like I'm just bleeding money coming into the end of the year between the computer and the dental work and gifts, gifts, gifts.

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I really enjoy Ryan Seacrest.  I may actually watch the Emmy's this year.  Do you know he's doing the red carpet and then hosting?  I LOVE that.

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I want a video of a Florida thunderstorm complete with the sound of pouring rain and whipping palm fronds.  It would be so awesome to play that for like an hour on my computer screen whenever I need a thunderstorm. 

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OK, if you go here to page two of this Times article The War Over Going Gray, and then you page all the way down to "related articles" (not related articles higher up as a side bar, but down at the bottom) and then you click on "more related content," you will see a link to my last gray hair post.  From Time!  Kinda.

The link was generated by the Sphere Related Content Widget, which seems pretty damn cool.  You know, if it mined me, right?

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Another weekend completely sans boyfriend - Is it wrong to revel in the alone time?  Honestly, I love it, although I do prefer when I can see him at least Friday night or Sunday.  I am craving a sleepover, too.  We've been trying for Thursday nights, but he traded me going home last night for two nights next week because he has three long shifts of work today, Saturday, Sunday, and he was worried about getting a good night's sleep.  Sigh.

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I keep meaning to tell my boyfriend how much I appreciate how good he is about calling and texting me when he's away at work. 

Does this count?

Yada, Yada, Yada

Short-Attention-Span-Friday.  All at once.

No, I am not yada, yada, yada-ing sex.  And I swear that for the rest of my life it will freak me out that everyone, everyone says to me, "You've been dating three months and you haven't had sex?"*  Seriously, I just can't believe every single person in the whole wide world just jumps right into bed like that.  I simply can't imagine it.

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I am, however, unable to write my weekly BlogHer post while I'm thinking, Must Post By Midnight.  So I'm doing this instead.

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May really is a knock-out-some-things-to-do month for me this year.  I've scheduled an eye appointment and my annual-ish OB-GYN appointment.  That IUD, I'll tell ya - it makes it difficult to remember to schedule your annual.

Oh, and getting laid off right when it was time to schedule it.

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OK, I am 35 years old (for just a few weeks longer...), and I am loving comic books for the first time.  Loving comic books as an adult rocks because I just subscribe and they just come in the mail.  Buffy and Xombie, in case you were wondering.

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Tivo!  Tivo!  Tivo!

I must to the TV!

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*Weird, I meant to say 3 weeks.  Although I've certainly waited 3 months before, too.

My legs are just two steps ahead of my brain.

I went to a screening of Stranger Than Fiction last night.  I could not possibly over-hype it.  It's simply wonderful.  I'm definitely hoping to see it again at least once in the theater.

And rather than go on and on, I'm just going to say, go see it, because people, that will be some entertainment dollars well, well spent.

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Just entered my post "I went down, down, down." from last May into the Blogging for Books November 2006: Under and Over the Weather contest over at The Zero Boss.  What a cool contest!

I hope to write an entry specifically for the contest in the future - I love writing in response to a suggestion - but I really like the post I submitted, and it just seemed the perfect entry, so I went with the historic.

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BEHOLD!

Blog Number Four:  Blogging the Dream

We'll do it all.

Julie, if you believe in synchronicity, then I would say Wil wrote this just for you:

maybe you can just enjoy the tour

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Hey, here's a pic of The Boyfriend doing something cool!

No, I'm not dating Weird Al.

(I'm really just here to amuse myself, people.  Clearly.)

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OK, so after work yesterday I ran to Target, and I bought a pack of Hanes thongs with stretchy lace top.  The Victoria's Secret bikini underwear was driving me so crazy that I changed my underwear in the car in the Target garage before I went to my girl's night last night. 

Yes girls, I had on fresh underwear just for you!

Anyway, I found these Hanes Solid-Color Satin-Trim Thong Underwear on Amazon and they're really close but with a smooth top, so I might try those, too.  I will tell you, I'm like a size 10/12, and the 7s are a little big on me.  Underwear sizing is like rocket science, I swear.  Like I have any idea what my hip measurement is when I'm looking at underwear in Target.

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I need a new roommate starting Nov. 1st, so like, I finally got around to sending out an email to everyone I know with the 411.

Yeah, so far I've gotten TWO e-mails asking me if my soon-to-be-former roommate is OK.

THE BASTARD BOUGHT A CONDO, PEOPLE.  Yes, my much younger than me and totally frugal and responsible roommate is leaving my poor ass behind as he ascends into adulthood.  HE'S DOING JUST FINE, THANKS FOR ASKING.

Meantime, I need a damn roommate.  Could I get an email about that now please???

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Carnival of the Mundane is up over at Kapgar.

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A Career In Business Isn't For Every Gender

I've been in this field a long time. I've seen what it can do to someone who's not thick-skinned enough to bear the slings and arrows, and believe...

Alas, it wouldn't be funny without that grain of truth...

Do you know what it feels like for a girl?

Welcome to short-attention-span-Friday.  Likely updated throughout the day.

I had to laugh at myself this morning as I was driving home from The Boyfriend's to go get dressed for work.  I suddenly realized that in the past 24 hours, I had stood my ground at work on a job issue with perhaps not total aplomb, but at least with a nice show of balls ovaries.  And then later that day, when presented with a friend's 3-week-old baby to hold, I had whispered in what might have been fear, "Oh, no, I can't."  She was just so small.  I was sure she would just break, and having never actually held a baby, I was also afraid I would just spontaneously drop her.  And yeah, I've never held a baby, so what if I held her wrong, in some fabulous display of cluelessness?  Meanwhile, The Boyfriend braved it later, and I was impressed.

Oh, gender stereotypes - so good for a giggle for a girl like me.

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Meanwhile, my roommate's done bought a condo, and I can't for the life of me decide what the best move for me is.

What I want is to move into my own apartment.  I want it so bad that I keep taking the issue back up and turning around in my head as though if I just think about it long enough a life without a mortgage worth of debt payments every month will suddenly appear.

The easiest - though by no means actually easy - option is to find a new roommate.  The wrinkles here are that my complex requires a new 1-year lease and is then allowed to up my rent another 4%.  Currently we're on month-to-month because we've been there so long, and after adjusting to the concept of month-to-month (the standard in Florida is one year at a time, month-to-month means double rent), I've discovered it actually favors the tenant most of the time.  If my job situation blows up, I have options.  I'm not locked into a $600+ bill because I'm under a lease I can't get out of.  Plus, my current roommate, besides being my friend from filmschool, works the nightshift, so I am blessed to have the apartment all to myself every weeknight.  It's been a great situation, but I knew it couldn't go on forever.  So - do I do the new roommate???

The third option is to throw all my furniture and kitchen stuff and books and basically everything I don't use everyday into storage and see if I can find someplace to sleep for a few hundred dollars a month.  Like a bedroom in a house or even a shared room situation for a few months.  There's a lot about this that appeals to me.  First off, I really, really want to pay less rent, not more.  I mean, don't we all, but like seriously, what's really going around and around in my mind is, is there any way to pay less rent???  The disadvantage is all the work and time this option would take.  And would I even end up saving money?  And am I really ready to do this?  And how the hell does one put all of one's stuff in storage anyway?  But, if I did this, then I probably wouldn't have to be locked into a year lease and maybe I would gain some flexibility.

So I don't know what to do.  I change my mind everyday about what's best.

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Funniest Jon Stewart ever:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ki2GWdOIYxw

Seriously, after hitting it out of the park like that, how does he get up the next day and do it again???

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From an article in Variety by Ben Fritz about a MarketCast/Google study on whether and how movie viewers find out about and research films before going to the movies:

Despite the sterotype of heavy Internet users as young, tech-savvy males, study found other kinds of moviegoers amoung the Web users.

Well, there's some shocking news.  Let's all laugh together, shall we?

Yo, yo, yo. Yo.

Welcome to short-attention-span-Friday, likely updated throughout the day.

Carnival of the Mundane is up at Mommy Plays Bass, yo.

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Such a football weekend coming up.  Going to see Invincible tonight (finally!), have first flag football practice of the season tomorrow, followed by watching the Notre Dame game with The Boyfriend. 

This morning I had to run back into the house for my football and Midol.  Amusing combination.

And then I realized half-way to work that I'd forgotten my cleats.

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My heel pain is likely a bone spur.  Podiatrist on Wednesday.  Primary thinks three shots in my foot will do it.  Fun, fun!

Meanwhile, yes, I'm going to football practice.  I will, however, refrain from walking to the theater tonight.  Which makes me sad.

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My new supercool BlogHer ads (upper right) will feature regularly updating links to other BlogHer Ad Network blog posts (and hopefully some ads).  It's all very cool, and I am so impatient about it!!!  (What's up now is kinda a place-holder, and it's also started tracking my stats.)

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I've got film career and film short stuff to write about... updates and commentary coming next week, I think.

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TGIF, baby!

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It's all football and feet today, yo.

Bought new athletic shoes for the first time in LITERAL YEARS.  Worse thing - the old ones never even fit right.  So sad.

But now!  With the happy!

I am in LOVE LOVE LOVE with my New Balance 716 Cross Training Shoes!

Not sure how they'll be for Broomball, but I think OK.

Friday is a happy day.

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Yeah, Friday, blah, blah, blah...  I AM GOING TO THE ROGER WATERS CONCERT IN OCTOBER!!!  WOOHOO!!!

My cousin who lives in the bay area had 1 extra ticket.  I have to sit by myself, but who the hell cares???

Good seat, too.  If I'd given in and bought tickets, I would have had to sit in the nosebleed section of The Hollywood Bowl, and I'm totally over that scene.

I am so massively psyched.  I'm also on a quest to listen to my Radio K.A.O.S. album before the concert.  I have a record player, but no receiver/speakers.  I knew I should have gotten an all-in-one unit, but my boyfriend at the time (who had a receiver & speakers) convinced me to just get the turntable.  Which is oh-so-useful sitting in its home under my bed.  Doh!

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Speaking of music, let's talk KZLA.  (Sadness!)

Steve Caal is a guy with a petition.  From my inbox:

Currently I'm posting the petition link all over MySpace. I've got tons of big time Country artists on my friends list, so I'm posting the info on their homepages. Jo Dee Messina has been especially helpful. She's posted the link in a blog on her site. As of right now there are close to 1200 signatures and we keep on adding over 100 a day. If this keeps up, we could have 100,000 signatures in about 3 months. Maybe by that time Emmis' profits will plummet, waking them up, then we present them with a petition that has over 100,000 signatures on it...........they won't have any choice BUT to bring back KZLA. Here's hoping!

Here's the link:  http://www.ipetitions.com/petition/Country_Fan_Link/index.html

Other thoughts on the comments from my initial post about KZLA going off the air:  Dudes who love classic country, more power to you, and I enjoy the occasional Twitty as much as the next girl, but man, that's just not what I'm talking about here.  Rock 'n roll country sounds damn good to me!

Oh, and FUCK SATELLITE RADIO.  That is all.

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Yesterday was one of those rare days where I got up and spent a lot of time getting ready.  Did my hair, put together my outfit.  Thought I looked nice.  Thought my hair looked good.  Thought my shoes, in particular, were totally cool and were great with the outfit.

And by the end of the day I just wasn't feeling it.  The Boyfriend asked if my shoes matched my outfit.  They are a different brown from the dress, but are embellished with the same brown as the dress.  Which I thought set them off nicely and coordinated them, but after he asked that I wondered if everyone was thinking I didn't match all day.  :(  Although, I still like the look and will probably try it again.

Honestly, I appreciate him asking, because what if they were all wrong?  Now, I can ask my friends and see if I'm crazy to think they go.  But, you know, I was hoping he'd think I looked really hot, so the shoe question was just unfortunate.

Then, at the event I went to in the evening, a guy told me I looked tired.  Seriously, is there anything worse???  I mean, I couldn't even believe it.  It's bad enough when you actually are tired, when you're feeling good and like you look good, it's the kiss of death.

Does this happen to anyone else?  Where you actually think you look nice and then the whole world conspires to prove you wrong?  Not one person told me I looked nice yesterday, so I guess not so much.  :(

And when I got home, my hair looked frizzy.  And I was thinking maybe I looked fat - not that it takes much to look fat at an industry event in Los Angeles.  Sigh.

Oh, well, at least my feet were comfortable.

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Strangest thing - I really want to see Invincible, and I'm probably not going to because last weekend The Boyfriend was "saving" it to see with a friend.  So then yesterday, I'm trying to see if I can go with them, but realizing that they're probably going to go see it while I'm editing (unless we go first thing Saturday, hm...), and I'm talking about how I really want to see it, and I had a realization - I'm a Mark Wahlberg fan, who knew?  Like I just never really had that as a complete thought before.

The main reason I want to see it though, is 'cause it's all east coast, taking a risk and realizing a dream.  Represent!

I'm hanging by a moment.

Welcome to short-attention-span-Friday, likely updated throughout the day.  Or not.

So I'm over a friend's house in Los Feliz playing a boardgame when suddenly another friend hears the sound of a horse whinny.  Looking up at our host she asks, "What is that, a clock?"

"Uh, no, it's a horse."

And I realize that we've just had an Urban Moment.  L.A. Style.

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I was at a meeting at a visual effects house recently.  Checking out the four coffee pots I asked the young girl setting up breakfast, "What's 'hizzy blend'?"

She blushed, a little embarrassed.  "Oh, yeah, that's house blend, I just always call it that."

And I realize I've just officially jumped into the next age bracket.  I think she was embarrassed for me.  Ouch!

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Yesterday, my mobile phone rang and it was The Boyfriend.

"Hey, can I put you down as my emergency contact on my jury duty form?"

"Sure."

"OK, cool."

As I hung up the phone, I thought, holy crap, I have a boyfriend.

Take a chance, slow dance, make a little romance.

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Bliss.

I'm sorry what?  Oh, I'm blogging you say?  I have to provide more info?

Oh, now, let's just float in the feeling for a while.  After all, I am a blogger, it's sure to come out sometime.

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Carnival of the Mundane 13 is up at The Hyperion Institute, and OMG, did Hyperion do it up right.  I'm hosting in like October, and I swear I'm going to have to take a personal day to pull it off as well as everyone else!

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This is kinda silly, but I was totally stoked to read that Grey's Anatomy creator Shonda Rhimes loves television.  When I was shadowing on the top ten television show last fall, and indeed wherever and whenever, I refuse to hide my TV love.  I love television.  I love watching it, and I fully intend to love directing it.  Usually, the attitude I get when I profess television love is total dismissal.  Like, you'll never work in this town.  Because a LOT of people in television, REALLY don't watch television.  It's almost like it's uncool to love television if you work in television.  Which is completely insane and lame.

So all I'm sayin' is, I've got a guess as to at least one reason Grey's Anatomy rocks.  And that is Shonda Rhimes' television love.  Love the love!

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Speaking of entertainment love, HOLY CRAP was Subject Line Here totally kick-ass!  Shane Nickerson is just the coolest blogger around for setting it all up.  Like, I knew I would have a great time - but I had like a superbigfantastic great time!

And yeah, I like so totally want to be a supercool blogger who Shane asks to read a post.  I have no shame, I want it!  Pick me!  Pick me!

'Cause, come on, CLEARLY, talking about my pubic hair on stage is the next logical step in my entertainment career.

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And dude, I have two posts on pubic hair - clearly we're watching the birth of a fixation.  LIVE in BLOG TIME.

I keep waiting to get an e-mail from Blogher like, OK, enough already with the pubic hair!

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Give this guy a name.  God Damn, I heart the Internet.

I got Tom Petty playin' in my Silverado.

Welcome to short-attention-span Friday.  Likely updated throughout the day.

Totally psyched for my weekend!  Tonight it's Subject Line Here with a bunch of bloggers I know and love and a bunch of bloggers I'm looking forward to meeting.  And then Saturday, the Wilson Swain gallery opening at Wax Poetic.  I'm just massively looking forward to both of these events!  And luckily, both come before my first attempt at broomball.  Here's hoping there's not a pic of me in a cast up by Monday...

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I've been working on my film short.  Full update coming next week.

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One thing I love about my IUD is that I actually get a period.  One thing that's not so hot about my IUD is that I actually get a period.

Headache, headache, go away...

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OK, I've moved on from the painful headache to the dull throb and that feeling of not getting enough oxygen, and then I start taking these deep breaths which don't actually seem to help.  Charming.

I've scheduled this nonsense to be done by 6pm, but if it's not I'm dosing it with a glass of red.  Well, no matter what I'm dosing with a glass of red, actually.

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Saw School of Rock last night.  Two cheers for good-hearted comedy!  Huzzah!  Huzzah!