my day without caffeine

this picture is pretty hilarious, but it also sums up my day kind of perfectly. that black sign with the lovely inspirational message (oh, old testament, how you slay me) was my morning. my morning without caffeine. we ran out of soda and i missed coffee since i was in detention/hell. after that (and my nap) things started looking up when the momster picked up more caffeinated everythings at costco today. it was warm and we didn't feel like waiting for takeout to arrive so we stopped by wendy's on the way home. unfortunately wendy's is right next to the drive-thru starbucks in ashburn. which is where the happy, uplifting 'haha all the bad parts of today were just a joke' part came in:

but decisions? however was i going to make them? after all, i'm a libra, i can't be expected to know my own mind. eventually i decided to go with the diet soda and slap The Drink in the freezer so it wouldn't get all melty and disgusting. and then i hopped on the treadmill for an hour and a half to make up for the sudden influx of calories, with the uplifting thought of a Frapp At The End Of The Tunnel/Mile to look forward to. (in other news: 6:58 mile! how? i have no idea. seriously, i never run for speed on a treadmill, but man oh man was it rewarding to see it all lit up. but then i had to slow down and pace myself for the rest of my hour and a half and that was hard, so i think i'll stick to slow and steady from now on).

i'm tucking into my frapp now, and feeling extremely well-rested and healthy and other fit magazine adjectives - for some reason one of those was in the car this morning. neither the momster nor i reads it. we figure the car fairies left it for us as a gentle hint to get our butts in shape.

we got to play/have lunch in alexandria today. i found a likely looking thrift store but didn't go in - the momster does not approve of secondhand clothes and refuses to go in with me. also, i just typed the last two paragraphs without looking at the computer screen and had fewer typos than i normally do, which just goes to prove this theory i have that most of my typos are a result of second guessing myself and going 'no that can't be right' and changing it, only to have the little red line pop up under the word in safari.

oh, and there's this:

plenty of people have already reviewed it (and they're professionals, so their opinions are both more annoying and eloquently phrased) so i won't bother. all i can say is this song makes me feel like summer. don't you just want sunshine and bare feet in the grass and car rides with the top down and your hair flying around your face? because i do. i was kind of bitter at the time, but now i'm glad my poisonwood bible project topic isn't the natural world because i'd probably just end up making a mix or a music video of animal collective songs and failing. somehow i don't think my teacher would be all that pleased with a justification of 'but they make me feel like doing nature dances and becoming a hippie or turning into a sprite or a tree or a wood nymph' in lieu of a real project. darn it.

don't you know your bed awaits and now it's time for sleeping?

so i've come to the conclusion that i don't need an Indie Music Friend after all. don't get me wrong - i definitely wouldn't mind one. it's that it i don't think having one is essential to the overall health and well-being of eve the ipod or my itunes library.

now, i've been filling this blog for months with tales of my epic longing for an Indie Music Friend so you might be wondering what's wrought this sudden change. well, it's pretty simple - after seventeen years (give or take a few when i was still learning how to walk & talk &c.) of using the computer i have finally figured out how to work the interwebs. you can translate that from rachel-to-english and read it as: spoon's new album transference leaked and i have a copy. man oh man!

i've been listening to it for half the night now. it's pretty awesome. i'm going to get some sleep - after all, it wouldn't do to be late to saturday school when i'm going because i was late - but right now i'm listening to goodnight laura. i'm hoping it'll inspire me to sleep.

you waited since lunch (it all comes at once)

i had a plan for this post but it got derailed by gabe saporta posting this:

please tell me this means there's a midtown reunion show in the works. i can hope, right?

in other news, i've finished listening through my preorder of ke$ha's new album. conclusions: she does fun, dance-y, mildly obnoxious songs perfectly. i've got a new treadmill playlist filled with nothing but her new releases and demos. there's a couple of times where she tries to be comparatively serious - "dancing with tears in my eyes" & "hangover" - and it just doesn't work. i mean, this is the girl who sings about wanting someone to put a little love in her glove box.

just to get all the music-related news out of the way, i'm listening to the vampire weekend's new album contra. it's amazing. my current favorite song is white sky. hence the title of this post. oh, and i'm currently listening to diplomat's son off the same album.

now, onto the most depressing part of the day - and also the reason i didn't blog yesterday.

still confused? well, here's the whole story. i stayed up all night on sunday. i came home from school on monday and took a three hour nap. and then i stayed up all night again doing homework. so, naturally, tuesday called for a long-overdue bout of power-napping. except i actually got about four hours of sleep since i still had - you guessed it - more homework.

most you already know this, but i'll point it out anyway. i am not a morning person. i'm even less of one when i've had, at most, eight hours of sleep in three days. in other words, i woke up super late this morning. like 8:40 late. it was my first tardy since this but i still have saturday school. oh, and when i got to class i found out that we were having a free day in my econ class (first block). we could either do homework or watch up. i'm sure you can all imagine my bitterness - i wasted all my time yesterday doing homework. i got super-detention for doing my homework. and then i walk into an AP-class-turned-study-hall? i was pretty much seconds away from yelling the unabbreviated version of fml this morning. it didn't help that i had another free period in yearbook today. at least now i remember why procrastination is a girl's best friend. and enzo and a few other people i know are also stuck in saturday school as a result of chronic lateness, so i won't be alone. my bitterness is still unassuaged.

blogging from my neighbor's house, by the way. i'm babysitting until midnight. it's a good thing they live right next door. the youngest has an eight o'clock bedtime, so she's already in bed and the oldest decided to stay in his room and read - the third harry potter, apparently - until he has to go to sleep (nine), so all's well. i finished all my homework last night (just checked...still bitter) and all i have with me is my laptop, so i've been cleaning up my folders. so far i've freed up 42 GB by deleting old school projects. i've also done my routine itunes purge, clearing out any duplicates and songs i don't really like. down to 9457 now, but it leaves me feeling so happy to know that compy is all organized now. i'm gonna finish that up and check on kid #2 now.

detention?

detention. as in, i had my first one today for the oh-so-badass crime of accumulating three tardies in a semester.

yeah, i know. i'm such a rebel.

so my first experience in detention. it was interesting. and by interesting i mean it was mindnumbingly boring. because, really, all you do is sit in the main office and read for forty-five minutes. man, i can just feel the guilt and remorse, like, soaking into my soul.

except my soul feels a lot like my stomach, and guilt feels a lot like hunger.


i have an english essay to finish. i'm halfway through right now. i've just got my paragraph on point-of-view and the conclusion to do. it's pretty sad, but it took me at least forty-five minutes to start the essay, just because it's been so long since i've written anything that wasn't a short story or college essay or blog post. in other words, i no longer know how to write.

...way to fail, self.

i'm listening to living in the sky with diamonds by cobra starship. it's fun. i'd post a youtube link, but you can just help yourselves since i'm at school right now.

by the way, this is gina. she's interesting, go follow her.