June 30, 2005
Two Girls!?
Frrreaky! So a gal at work, Marla, does this thing where she predicts how many children you will have and what gender they will be. It has something to do with a necklace and a ring and circles and swinging...and it's just freaky. She did it twice to me and both times it said I was going to have a girl and then another girl. That's the part that trips me out the most...that it said the same thing both times. Marla has become famous in the Thalberg building...doing the test on everyone, even those who already have children. For one exec, it said she'd have a boy and then another boy and then stop...and that's exactly the case! The woman has 2 boys! That's just too crazy of a coincidence. What scares me is that if I have 2 biological children, what if I adopt too? What if my partner and I decide to take turns? Then how many kids will we have? I can't deal with more than 3, I don't think. I always thought I would most likely just adopt if I had children. But here...this test is telling me otherwise. I'm a little freaked out.
June 29, 2005
Internal Debate: Eggs
So about a month ago I had a gnarly (gnarly bad, not gnarly good) breakfast burrito that made me sick to my stomach. I decided right then and there that I would never eat eggs again. I do this. The minute I stop enjoying something, I tend to cut it out of my life. Some things I stick to better than others. Seafood, coffee, meat...I turned the other way and never looked back. Vodka tonics, cigarettes, Wilma...no matter how sick they make me, I always go crawling back. Doh. I haven't decided yet which column eggs will be in. There are moments when I would give just about anything for an omelette. But then I remember that runny burrito and I just about throw up a little in my mouth. The thing is...eggs are a really good source of protein. I don't know if I can eat enough of anything (beans, etc.) to compensate for the sudden absence of eggs/protein in my life. Hmm. Just thinking about it now makes me want some eggs. I don't know...I don't know if I can do it. What do I do?!
June 27, 2005
Expensive Hobbies
I know, I know. I already have a skateboard. But that one's a longboard. I needed a skateboard that I could do sharper turns with. Hence, my new Rick Howard Girl skateboard. How badass is this? It's a Canadian Girl! I love it! I'm obsessed with it. The best part is that I got Rich to buy one too and so now we are going to become hardcore sk8rs. [Insert devil horns and an obnoxious tongue here.] This summer is the summer of frisbee and skateboarding. I'm gonna start doin rails and shit. Then I'm gonna ride my skateboard to work everyday...and instead of being known as the girl who rides her bike to work, I will be the girl who skateboards to work. Sweet.
June 24, 2005
Inconceivable!
All I have to say is that it sucks living with two other girls. I can't believe it...it's hardly been even 3 weeks! This is ridiculous...I hate it!
June 22, 2005
Sorostitutes
Bikes and skirts. I've always been against the idea, but lately I've been having an internal debate. Is it really that bad? I'm thinking maybe no. (See how indecisive I am? Maybe no? Eesh!) The weather has been really nice lately...calling for me to wear more skirts to work. But I ride my bike to work...posing the problem at hand...bikes and skirts. All the sorostitutes at SC used to do it, but I refused to be like them. There they'd be...cruisin campus on their bikes wearing their too-tight mini skirts, letting all their junk hang out. It was foul. I promised I would never do it, but broke that promise on graduation day when I was running so late for the cinema ceremony at the Shrine. Had I not hopped on my bike that afternoon, in my skirt, I might have missed it. The way I justified it was that I had on a flowy knee length skirt...so I was well covered. Does that work? I don't wear skirts above my knee so is it ok if I wear one when I'm riding my bike? Is it excusable? I'm starting to believe that it's ok. However, I just can't seem to make myself do it. I'm too paranoid...afraid that while riding, I'll get so distracted in keeping my skirt from flying up that I'd lose all balance and wind up sprawled on the street with my bike on top of me.
Just the other day I had not one, but two, classic Mollie-and-her-bike moments. I was on the corner, not even on my bike but rather just holding it, walking it. All of a sudden I lost balance (just holding it? I know...) and ended up dropping my bike. It scratched me up, I was waiting for the crosswalk light. I must have looked ridiculous. Then one block later, I'm walking my bike off the curb and in the bounce of it all, my basket and bike lock go flying. So here I am, in the middle of the intersection (okay, maybe not the middle, but still clearly in the street), scrambling to grab the pieces of my bike and it's accessories. Ridiculous! Who does that?! I can't imagine what the people in their cars were thinking when they saw it happen. Aha! And just think...that's me when I'm not riding my bike. How's it gonna be when I'm actually riding it...and in a skirt! My teeth chatter at the idea...
June 03, 2005
06.02.2007
Two years from now. It may not seem like a long time...but it really is. Where will I be in two years? I think about where I was 2 years ago. I had just graduated and was headed to Colorado for a week, then back to LA to temp and make some money before moving to New York. I was just coming down from a 4-year-party-high...completely uncertain of my future and still not confident and comfortable with my sexuality. I was living at home...and I was completely miserable there. I was a much different person back then. Things were different. Life was different.
Last night Blake and I were sitting around thinking about the past, the present, the future. This year has been a big year for me so far. So much has happened and I feel like I've grown so much in the last two years. We decided that in two years we'd come back from wherever we are and have the whole "it's been two years" kind of talk. I can't imagine where I'll be in my life in two years, let alone six months from now. Will I be in New York? Will I be in California? Will I be working? Will I be in school? What will I be doing? Will I be in a relationship? It's so funny to think about your future when you have no idea where it's headed. Most people, or at least a lot of my friends, are all on set paths...working towards something, towards one goal, one career path. I...I have no clue what I'm doing with my life...seriously. There are so many things I want to do in life...my problem is I have too many hobbies and not enough passion. I'm an enthusiast...I want to do anything and everything, but get easily distracted and easily bored. I can't seem to pick one thing and stick to it because in my mind there's always something more or something better for me to do. I know I'm just rambling right now, but this is what happens when you go to a reunion...like I did last night. Hmm.