I created this blog yesterday, but had a hard time coming up with a topic for it. What does someone who has a lot to say, but no 'good' ideas, write about?
Here are some topics I considered: sneakers (I might actually come back to this), what I did at work that day (really NOT interesting), things I thought about on the subway ride to work (something along the lines of 'why am I up this early? A year ago, when I was in school, did I ever think that I'd be up this early? why aren't there any free seats? maybe I should listen to my ipod'), character analysis of 'Heroes'...
Anyway, all of those topics, at least for yesterday were a no-go. I decided to let my blog lie low and see where my inspiration could take me.
Fast forward a few hours, to 12 pm. I was wide awake in bed listening to my roommate talk on the phone to his girlfriend. Followed by the sound of him snoring at 12:15. Followed by the sound of him LAUGHINg at 12:40. I don't understand how a person can snore and then laugh and then snore again...
But 'Things I don't understand' is going to be a separate entry.
Point is, as I lay in bed, trying to fall asleep, I was in Inspired. Listening to the same song over and over again on my ipod ('Faith' by Bedlight for Blue eyes, to drown out the sound of Larry), I came up with an idea for my first blog entry. I was tempted to open my laptop and start writing in bed but my eyes were already adjusted to the darkness and I was afraid that entry would suffer if I were to write while I was half asleep.
Fast forward a few hours to almost 9 am and I'm still kind of half asleep. But I'm writing anyway.
So, here are some things I like....
(to be continued...mwahahaha!)
First of all, I like buying clothes and then wearing them for the first time. Ok, that's not a good first of all because it's not the thing I like most in the world. And being first in the list implies importance. Well, whatever.
If I'm talking about shopping, I'll mention next that I also like buying things on sale. I really like if I can add up all the elements of my outfit and they cost less than $50 or $60. That even includes shoes!
I like my family, when we're getting along. I like watching our old home movies, and laughing at how cute we all were. We were really cute. I like when my brother, sister and I play cards together and I win! They rule me out because I'm 'slow' sometimes and then wham! I win! I like telling jokes with my sister that no one else understands/thinks are funny.
I like my friends. I have pretty cool friends, if I do say so myself. I like the phrase 'If I do say so myself' because obviously if you're saying it you DO say so. No 'if' is necessary.
I like cats, and other small animals. I like them more if they have big eyes/make cool noises/don't poop anywhere near me.
I like babies. I like them more if they have big eyes/make cool noises/don't poop anywhere near me.
I like songs with meaningful lyrics. I like it better if a song is upbeat, catchy, and has meaningful lyrics. And I like it even better if the singer of that song is cute. I wouldn't NOT (double negative?) like the song if the singer was ugly it just helps if he's cute. Or she, too I guess. Actually, I don't care if a female singer is attractive or unattractive.
I like sleeping in and being able to move all over my bed. Not in a gross way. In a 'I have a queen size bed with a cool egg-crate thing on it and no one else is sleeping in it so I can position myself diagonally' kind of way.
Consequently, I like Saturday and Sunday mornings. Waking up whenever I feel like it. Getting up right away if I want to, or staying in bed and putting on a DVD (not that I a TV in my room) or reading a book.
I like DVDs. I really like TV series on DVDs. and I LOVE when I don't have to pay to TV series on DVD (like, if my sister downloads TV shows onto her computer and we can watch them together. Or, when someone buys me a TV series on DVD for birthday/just because/Christmas/Chanukah.)
I really like books too. I feel smart when I hold them. I like feeling smart. I like the feel of a books pages, and reading something interesting. I like when people, who I don't know, can articulate what I'm feeling perfectly.
I like going to things. Like museums, or concerts, or sporting events. But I don't like watching sports on TV. I just like going to games because I like going to things. I think I like going to things because it helps me participate in my larger passion which is people watching. I like watching people. Not in a creepy way, though maybe I look creepy when I'm doing it. I just like noticing how people are and how people interact with each other.
I like chocolate (milk chocolate preferably and white chocolate if I'm really ambitious...mmm), and cheddar & sour cream potato chips, and my Aunt Patti's clam dip. I also like fresh baked brownies, cake with good frosting (I actually like frosting more than cake...), manchego cheese, eggs.
I like good jokes. I actually really like or LOVE good jokes. I think a good joke can make someone's day and can help bring people together. I'm pretty sure I made a good number of my friendships were formed after I broke the ice with a corny joke. I like corny jokes the best, too.
I like men who hold babies. I think it's really hot.
I like going on vacation. I like exploring new places and being taken out of my routine. I think it helps you to learn about yourself. I really like going on vacation with my extended family. It's a mixture of the comfort you feel when you're traveling with your immediate family and the fun you have when you travel with your friends. I like traveling with friends too, but preferably with 4 people. Two is not enough. Three is an awkward number.
I like head bands, and barrettes, and having good hair days. I like getting my hair cut a lot. I actually need to get a new hair cut...but that's kind of besides the point.
I don't like writing this anymore so I'm going to stop.
I don't think this is funny or interesting really, but people kept telling me to get a blog so...
I guess I'm easily influenced.
But, lastly, because I haven't said it yet, I like drinking.
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