So I just discovered this...did you guys know that the oh so hot blaine from glee wrote and starred in a harry potter musical at university of michigan??? I think I'm in love...
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
I hope they recruit this guy for glee...
I may be a Disney nerd, but THIS can't be described as anything other than fantastic...
Monday, March 28, 2011
Spring Awakening
It's been way easy keeping nostalgia and rose-tinted reflection at bay thus far in my stint at Carleton. This is primarily because being friendless and 24 in Northfield is so utterly boring and stagnant that romanticizing the place would require seriously conscious effort on my part.
THAT SAID, today was the start of spring term and I have to say I got a little misty-eyed (jk, but definitely a less dramatic version of "misty-eyed") seeing people frolic. Even though the temperature was still in the 30's (fuck you Minnesota) campus was full of people studying t-shirted in the sun and running in twos and threes. Most beautiful though was the game of frisbee on the Chapel lawn accompanied by what could only have been mixed drinks in nalgenes. I stopped and watched for a while in fond recollection.
All of that is to say that life is returning to Carleton and while it doesn't tug at my heartstrings in an "I want to go to there" kind of way, it definitely makes me miss and appreciate you pals. Hopefully I'll be able to play drunk frisbee/bocce ball (in matching polos, Andrew) with you again soon!
THAT SAID, today was the start of spring term and I have to say I got a little misty-eyed (jk, but definitely a less dramatic version of "misty-eyed") seeing people frolic. Even though the temperature was still in the 30's (fuck you Minnesota) campus was full of people studying t-shirted in the sun and running in twos and threes. Most beautiful though was the game of frisbee on the Chapel lawn accompanied by what could only have been mixed drinks in nalgenes. I stopped and watched for a while in fond recollection.
All of that is to say that life is returning to Carleton and while it doesn't tug at my heartstrings in an "I want to go to there" kind of way, it definitely makes me miss and appreciate you pals. Hopefully I'll be able to play drunk frisbee/bocce ball (in matching polos, Andrew) with you again soon!
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Joining the masses?
Yeah, so I randomly got a job through a temp agency.
Starting tomorrow at 9:45 AM I'm working for Wells Fargo. I'm at one of their main offices...doing adminstrative/customer service type work? Not entirely clear what all my duties will entail yet. But its 40 hrs a week! 10-7pm. Just a 3 month assignment, so not too stressful with the commitment.
I'm just focusing on getting money in the bank. Well, that is what I'm repeating to myself as I try to envision a closet filled with "business casual" attire.
I currently own 1 pair of dress pants and 2 dress shirts. lol.
Have I mentioned I hate dress pants? SO UNCOMFORTABLE. And I'm someone who lives in skinny jeans--the tighter the better. I just hate that stiff crunchy dressy feeling! Just like prison shackles chaining you to the corporate ladder.
If I ever find myself the CEO of a company, I'm making the dress code "Look Awesome and Fashionable"
I'm thinking of applying for a job with Google. New York office perhaps? Amy I'm looking at you! :]
Starting tomorrow at 9:45 AM I'm working for Wells Fargo. I'm at one of their main offices...doing adminstrative/customer service type work? Not entirely clear what all my duties will entail yet. But its 40 hrs a week! 10-7pm. Just a 3 month assignment, so not too stressful with the commitment.
I'm just focusing on getting money in the bank. Well, that is what I'm repeating to myself as I try to envision a closet filled with "business casual" attire.
I currently own 1 pair of dress pants and 2 dress shirts. lol.
Have I mentioned I hate dress pants? SO UNCOMFORTABLE. And I'm someone who lives in skinny jeans--the tighter the better. I just hate that stiff crunchy dressy feeling! Just like prison shackles chaining you to the corporate ladder.
If I ever find myself the CEO of a company, I'm making the dress code "Look Awesome and Fashionable"
I'm thinking of applying for a job with Google. New York office perhaps? Amy I'm looking at you! :]
Friday, March 11, 2011
Mardi Gras Checklist:
1. Go to brunch with Bacchus Club (elite group who organizes and pays for an entire parade, one of about 12 parades)
1.1 drink copious amounts of free mimosas: it's going to be a long day.
2. Send off the parade and kiss up to old men to give us beads before they leave
2.1 Cry out desperately for a small stuffed crawfish. Success.
3. Attend Bacchus Ball wearing Jersey cotton floor length dresses while everyone else was at Miss America because we were invited at the last minute. Shame in dresswear lasted as long as our sobriety. Get hit on by the only young man at the table culminating in an "escape" later as he bemoans my absence to HIS PARENTS who are also sitting at our table. Are you 22 or 12? wtf. Parade come through convention center where ball is and we [the crowd] get all the leftover beads. Mass competition to get beads ensues. Our small contingent ends up with 80lbs!
4. Go to "Brennan's" for brunch. Notice the silverware is real silver. Notice the cheapest item is a $36 three-course meal. Immediately leave while adult in group fakes sickness.
4. Eat beignets. EAT MORE BEIGNETS!!! Too many.
5. Nap.
6. Eat oysters because it IS New Orleans. Ewww, still don't like. (Shrimp Po-boys rule!!!)
7. Secretly get into the Roosevelt Hotel (Waldorf0-Astoria) masterpiece of a bar for New Orleans classic drink, the Sazerac. Nate, you would have loved it. 1 hour to drink that whiskey because it was that good.
8. Bourbon Street
8.1 Too sober. Wayyyyyyyyyy to sober.
8.2 Find "Hand Grenades" - sketchy green drink served in bottle that looks like a hand-grenade. No idea of contents, suspect Midori and Everclear. After 1.5 of these, ready to hit the street.
8.3 See man with beads on balcony; make eye-contact; proceed to begin removing clothing items; notice someone is filming; give both people the finger. Find success at other balconies with no camera present - yay beads!!!!
8.4 Become power hungry: NEED TO GET ON A BALCONY AND HAVE POWER TO THROW BEADS!!!
8.5 Avoid cover at bar with half-naked girls dancing below and make it to balcony. Proceed to make friends with cute boy from CA. Throw beads. SUCCESS - Get a man to expose himself!
8.6 Surprise kiss attractive CA boy before turning on heal and marching out of bar with friends
9. Sleeeeeep zzzzzzzzzzz
1.1 drink copious amounts of free mimosas: it's going to be a long day.
2. Send off the parade and kiss up to old men to give us beads before they leave
2.1 Cry out desperately for a small stuffed crawfish. Success.
3. Attend Bacchus Ball wearing Jersey cotton floor length dresses while everyone else was at Miss America because we were invited at the last minute. Shame in dresswear lasted as long as our sobriety. Get hit on by the only young man at the table culminating in an "escape" later as he bemoans my absence to HIS PARENTS who are also sitting at our table. Are you 22 or 12? wtf. Parade come through convention center where ball is and we [the crowd] get all the leftover beads. Mass competition to get beads ensues. Our small contingent ends up with 80lbs!
4. Go to "Brennan's" for brunch. Notice the silverware is real silver. Notice the cheapest item is a $36 three-course meal. Immediately leave while adult in group fakes sickness.
4. Eat beignets. EAT MORE BEIGNETS!!! Too many.
5. Nap.
6. Eat oysters because it IS New Orleans. Ewww, still don't like. (Shrimp Po-boys rule!!!)
7. Secretly get into the Roosevelt Hotel (Waldorf0-Astoria) masterpiece of a bar for New Orleans classic drink, the Sazerac. Nate, you would have loved it. 1 hour to drink that whiskey because it was that good.
8. Bourbon Street
8.1 Too sober. Wayyyyyyyyyy to sober.
8.2 Find "Hand Grenades" - sketchy green drink served in bottle that looks like a hand-grenade. No idea of contents, suspect Midori and Everclear. After 1.5 of these, ready to hit the street.
8.3 See man with beads on balcony; make eye-contact; proceed to begin removing clothing items; notice someone is filming; give both people the finger. Find success at other balconies with no camera present - yay beads!!!!
8.4 Become power hungry: NEED TO GET ON A BALCONY AND HAVE POWER TO THROW BEADS!!!
8.5 Avoid cover at bar with half-naked girls dancing below and make it to balcony. Proceed to make friends with cute boy from CA. Throw beads. SUCCESS - Get a man to expose himself!
8.6 Surprise kiss attractive CA boy before turning on heal and marching out of bar with friends
9. Sleeeeeep zzzzzzzzzzz
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Friday, March 4, 2011
New York Holidays
So one of my favorite things about new york is the holidays created solely for drinking.
For example...
The Day Before Thanksgiving
The NYC Marathon (drinking while other people work hard...LOVE IT)
AND St. Patrick's Day
Now you may think St. Patrick's Day exists as a drinking holiday pretty much everywhere, but in new york, it's the entire month of march. It starts tomorrow in Hoboken, NJ with bars opening around 7am...and continues every saturday (all day saturday) all march. I'm headed to hoboken tomorrow...I'll let you know how the festivities go.
On a real holiday note, my neighbor is having a Mardi Gras party tomorrow night. Apparently there's going to be a cake with a baby in it...and whoever finds the baby has good luck for a year. When I heard this, I instantly thought of ryeon...how have we never made a baby cake???
For example...
The Day Before Thanksgiving
The NYC Marathon (drinking while other people work hard...LOVE IT)
AND St. Patrick's Day
Now you may think St. Patrick's Day exists as a drinking holiday pretty much everywhere, but in new york, it's the entire month of march. It starts tomorrow in Hoboken, NJ with bars opening around 7am...and continues every saturday (all day saturday) all march. I'm headed to hoboken tomorrow...I'll let you know how the festivities go.
On a real holiday note, my neighbor is having a Mardi Gras party tomorrow night. Apparently there's going to be a cake with a baby in it...and whoever finds the baby has good luck for a year. When I heard this, I instantly thought of ryeon...how have we never made a baby cake???
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