A few days ago, I went to get the mail expecting random junk and maybe some packages for me containing such awesome things as textbooks or Legos I bought from ebay. While I did indeed get some of those things, among the pieces of random junk mail was something I did not expect: a membership card to the AARP.
Yes, the AARP. As in the American Association of Retired Persons. The lobbying organization for people over 50. In fact, my mother got one of the same letters not too long after she turned 50.
I was baffled. My name was spelled correctly, right down to the middle initial. The address was correct too, including the 1/2. I can only wonder where they got my info. You see, at the ripe young age of 22, I'm not even half way to the age of 50. I'm still in college. I don't even have a "real" job that I can think about retiring from. I live in an apartment with my boyfriend and no kids. My father still has yet to reach this magical age. My mother barely has. I am confused.
Andrew says I should pay the membership dues, because they're not too expensive, and I can also get sweet deals on things such as hotels, and health insurance, as once I graduate or turn 24, whichever comes first (I'm betting on the latter), I won't be eligible for my dad's coverage OR Medicare. The only question I have is if you actually have to BE 50 or older to enjoy the fruits of this magic card. It says nowhere on the enclosed papers that you do.
Then the challenge is whether or not anyone will accept that card from me. The bouncers atbars barely accept my drivers license as proof that I'm old enough to be there. If most of them wonder if my real ID is a fake, I don't know anyone that would believe I could possibly be a member of the AARP.
It is something to think about, though. And if nothing else, it gives me a new story to tell and something to laugh about.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Everybody's doin' it (25 things)
I suppose it's my turn to do this. Here are my 25 random things about myself.
1. I constantly worry that I've made a huge and expensive mistake by going to college for journalism and political science instead of something that may actually get me a job after I graduate.
2. The idea of a future after college gives me giant anxiety attacks. I feel as though I'll never be able to find a "professional" job, and I'll have to work at least part time in a grocery store for the rest of my life.
3. When I'm driving around delivering pizzas, I always listen to the same 10 or so of my favourite songs of the moment all night long.
4. When I'm driving around in my car alone, I pretend I'm a singer in a band while I sing to the same 10 or so songs on my 7-hour shift.
5. When I see terrible grammatical errors on signs in public, I correct them with sharpies whenever possible.
6. I have no idea what I want to be when I grow up. I figure I'll spend my whole life in and out of school.
7. I get bad seasonal depression, so someday I hope to move somewhere it doesn't snow so I don't have to deal with it anymore.
8. When I'm really, really pissed or upset for any reason, I get super quiet. If I'm provoked enough after that point, I will explode. It's usually not a good idea to ask me what's wrong. If it's worth talking about, I'll say something.
9. I usually have so much to do that I have no idea what to do with myself on the rare occasion I actually do have a day off.
10. I often find myself wondering just what is the point of anything/everything. Most of the time I come up with nothing.
11. If I don't get lots of caffiene during the day, I get crippling headaches.
12. I often feel like a traitor to my gender because I don't want kids and I don't want a big, formal wedding should I ever get married.
13. I hate the idea of having to "grow up" and "be an adult"
14. Years of dealing with customers has led me to have a gigantic hatred toward nearly everyone.
15. I spent way too much time thinking about this list.
16. If I had it my way, I would spend my entire life travelling from one place to another.
17. I have had a job since I was 14.
18. I've been spending a lot of time daydreaming about warm weather. So much so that I get distracted from whatever I'm supposed to be doing.
19. Staying on any kind of task is very difficult for me. I have the attention span of an acorn.
20. I hate organized religion.
21. When I was younger, I used to read encyclopedias when there was nothing else to read. To this day, I will read anything put in front of me--even if it's super boring.
22. I hate internet speak. I don't understand what is so difficult about typing out those two extra letters to spell out the full word, "you" instead of U, "are" instead of just R, etc.
23. I've become a giant brat about my grades in college. I once dropped an English class because I got a B- on a writing assignment, and a poli sci class because I got a C on an exam. I did not feel I deserved either of those grades.
24. I hate being depressed, because when I really think about it, my life really isn't bad at all.
25. To sum it all up, I'm just insane.
1. I constantly worry that I've made a huge and expensive mistake by going to college for journalism and political science instead of something that may actually get me a job after I graduate.
2. The idea of a future after college gives me giant anxiety attacks. I feel as though I'll never be able to find a "professional" job, and I'll have to work at least part time in a grocery store for the rest of my life.
3. When I'm driving around delivering pizzas, I always listen to the same 10 or so of my favourite songs of the moment all night long.
4. When I'm driving around in my car alone, I pretend I'm a singer in a band while I sing to the same 10 or so songs on my 7-hour shift.
5. When I see terrible grammatical errors on signs in public, I correct them with sharpies whenever possible.
6. I have no idea what I want to be when I grow up. I figure I'll spend my whole life in and out of school.
7. I get bad seasonal depression, so someday I hope to move somewhere it doesn't snow so I don't have to deal with it anymore.
8. When I'm really, really pissed or upset for any reason, I get super quiet. If I'm provoked enough after that point, I will explode. It's usually not a good idea to ask me what's wrong. If it's worth talking about, I'll say something.
9. I usually have so much to do that I have no idea what to do with myself on the rare occasion I actually do have a day off.
10. I often find myself wondering just what is the point of anything/everything. Most of the time I come up with nothing.
11. If I don't get lots of caffiene during the day, I get crippling headaches.
12. I often feel like a traitor to my gender because I don't want kids and I don't want a big, formal wedding should I ever get married.
13. I hate the idea of having to "grow up" and "be an adult"
14. Years of dealing with customers has led me to have a gigantic hatred toward nearly everyone.
15. I spent way too much time thinking about this list.
16. If I had it my way, I would spend my entire life travelling from one place to another.
17. I have had a job since I was 14.
18. I've been spending a lot of time daydreaming about warm weather. So much so that I get distracted from whatever I'm supposed to be doing.
19. Staying on any kind of task is very difficult for me. I have the attention span of an acorn.
20. I hate organized religion.
21. When I was younger, I used to read encyclopedias when there was nothing else to read. To this day, I will read anything put in front of me--even if it's super boring.
22. I hate internet speak. I don't understand what is so difficult about typing out those two extra letters to spell out the full word, "you" instead of U, "are" instead of just R, etc.
23. I've become a giant brat about my grades in college. I once dropped an English class because I got a B- on a writing assignment, and a poli sci class because I got a C on an exam. I did not feel I deserved either of those grades.
24. I hate being depressed, because when I really think about it, my life really isn't bad at all.
25. To sum it all up, I'm just insane.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Winter blahs/cabin fever
I have definately had enough of this winter. I can't deal with the snow and the cold any longer. Every day I still see snow is another day I think about packing up and moving somewhere it doesn't snow.
I'm finding myself daydreaming more and more about spring and summer, when I can ditch the 10,000 layers of clothing. When I get bored during the times Andrew is at work I can hop on my bike and wander wherever the bike goes. When I can play tennis with my youngest sis, and we spend more time laughing than playing because we're both terrible. When I can go camping with the family and swim during the day and drink beer with my dad in front of a large fire at night. When I can drive around with the windows down and my music loud. When I can visit my friend in Milwaukee and walk around town all day. When I can walk around all day with a camera in my hand and see everything I look at every day in a new way. When I can have my own picnics in a park with nothing but good food and a good book. When my friends can come over and have parties in my garage and play pool and darts until the sun comes up in the morning. When I can swing on swings and jump on trampolines. When the trees have leaves, the grass is green and the flowers are in bloom. When the earth doesn't look so...dead.
Most of all I miss being able to leave my house without using my car to get from one indoor place to another. Only three more months...
I'm finding myself daydreaming more and more about spring and summer, when I can ditch the 10,000 layers of clothing. When I get bored during the times Andrew is at work I can hop on my bike and wander wherever the bike goes. When I can play tennis with my youngest sis, and we spend more time laughing than playing because we're both terrible. When I can go camping with the family and swim during the day and drink beer with my dad in front of a large fire at night. When I can drive around with the windows down and my music loud. When I can visit my friend in Milwaukee and walk around town all day. When I can walk around all day with a camera in my hand and see everything I look at every day in a new way. When I can have my own picnics in a park with nothing but good food and a good book. When my friends can come over and have parties in my garage and play pool and darts until the sun comes up in the morning. When I can swing on swings and jump on trampolines. When the trees have leaves, the grass is green and the flowers are in bloom. When the earth doesn't look so...dead.
Most of all I miss being able to leave my house without using my car to get from one indoor place to another. Only three more months...
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
What You're Up Against
...because these are fun.
1. Put your iTunes/Ruckus/Napster/etc on shuffle. ...or zune..
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!
IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
Clean Sheets - ALL
WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Sea Anemone - Jets to Brazil
WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY?
June on the West Coast - Bright Eyes
HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Off With Your Head - Sleater-Kinney
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
The Chandelier Swing - Braid
WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Flechette - No Knife
WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
The Chimbley Sweep - The Decemberists
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?
O'no - Q and not U
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Dog and Pony Show - Descendents
WHAT IS 2+2?
I Don't Want to Grow Up - Descendents
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Every Night's Another Story - The Early November
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
B is for Bethlehem - The Promise Ring
WHAT IS THE STORY OF YOUR LIFE?
Road Signs Always Look Better Looking Over Your Shoulder -Defiance, Ohio
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Wet Work - Q and not U
WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
The Next Day - Thrice
WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Big Decision - Elliot Smith
WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Honey Peeps - ALL
WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Little League - Cap'n Jazz
WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
This Modern Love - Bloc Party
WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Call, Call - The Faint
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
All My Best Friends Are Metalheads - Less Than Jake
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
The Last Song I Will Ever Write About A Girl - The Ataris
WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Metronome Arthritis - At The Drive-In
WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Stuck In - Mock Orange
WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Summer in the City - Regina Spektor
WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
Dot - ALL
WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
See You in the Shallows - Thrice
HOW WILL YOU DIE?
Your X-Rays Have Just Come Back From the Lab and We Think We Know What Your Problem is - Jets to Brazil
DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
Stay Tuned - Ambulance LTD
IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
Do You Know Who You Are - Texas is the Reason
WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
Aren't We All Found Out - Maritime
WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
What You're Up Against - Hey Mercedes
1. Put your iTunes/Ruckus/Napster/etc on shuffle. ...or zune..
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!
IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
Clean Sheets - ALL
WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Sea Anemone - Jets to Brazil
WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY?
June on the West Coast - Bright Eyes
HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Off With Your Head - Sleater-Kinney
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
The Chandelier Swing - Braid
WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Flechette - No Knife
WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
The Chimbley Sweep - The Decemberists
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?
O'no - Q and not U
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Dog and Pony Show - Descendents
WHAT IS 2+2?
I Don't Want to Grow Up - Descendents
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Every Night's Another Story - The Early November
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
B is for Bethlehem - The Promise Ring
WHAT IS THE STORY OF YOUR LIFE?
Road Signs Always Look Better Looking Over Your Shoulder -Defiance, Ohio
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Wet Work - Q and not U
WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
The Next Day - Thrice
WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Big Decision - Elliot Smith
WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Honey Peeps - ALL
WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Little League - Cap'n Jazz
WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
This Modern Love - Bloc Party
WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Call, Call - The Faint
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
All My Best Friends Are Metalheads - Less Than Jake
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
The Last Song I Will Ever Write About A Girl - The Ataris
WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Metronome Arthritis - At The Drive-In
WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Stuck In - Mock Orange
WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Summer in the City - Regina Spektor
WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
Dot - ALL
WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
See You in the Shallows - Thrice
HOW WILL YOU DIE?
Your X-Rays Have Just Come Back From the Lab and We Think We Know What Your Problem is - Jets to Brazil
DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
Stay Tuned - Ambulance LTD
IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
Do You Know Who You Are - Texas is the Reason
WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
Aren't We All Found Out - Maritime
WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
What You're Up Against - Hey Mercedes
Monday, January 5, 2009
I am not a hairstylist.
Boredom leads me to do some pretty stupid things. For instance, today I was bored with my hair and had nothing else to do.
So I decided to cut my own hair. Yes, just like little children often do. The only difference was that I did not ruin my hair to the hillarious epic proportions children do.
I know anyone reading this is probably thinking that by the age of 22, most people would realize that it is not a good idea to cut their own hair; however, I used to cut my hair all of the time in high school and usually liked the result.
Granted, I'm not 16 anymore, and back then my hair was about six or seven inches shorter. My "look" was also a little more punk rock than it is now, so I would just keep cutting and use styling products to have that messy bed-head look all of the time.
I tried to give myself layers. One side turned out looking pretty good. Somehow on the other side of my part those layers ended up being blunt chunks of hair cut 3 inches shorter than the rest.
No big deal. I've been thinking about cutting my hair again for quite some time. It falls (fell) a few inches past my shoulders, which is far too long for me. Now I finally have the motivation to do it.
Maybe I've finally learned my lesson that self haircuts are not a good idea. I doubt it, though. I'll probably try cutting my own hair again the next time that I'm bored with a haircut.
So I decided to cut my own hair. Yes, just like little children often do. The only difference was that I did not ruin my hair to the hillarious epic proportions children do.
I know anyone reading this is probably thinking that by the age of 22, most people would realize that it is not a good idea to cut their own hair; however, I used to cut my hair all of the time in high school and usually liked the result.
Granted, I'm not 16 anymore, and back then my hair was about six or seven inches shorter. My "look" was also a little more punk rock than it is now, so I would just keep cutting and use styling products to have that messy bed-head look all of the time.
I tried to give myself layers. One side turned out looking pretty good. Somehow on the other side of my part those layers ended up being blunt chunks of hair cut 3 inches shorter than the rest.
No big deal. I've been thinking about cutting my hair again for quite some time. It falls (fell) a few inches past my shoulders, which is far too long for me. Now I finally have the motivation to do it.
Maybe I've finally learned my lesson that self haircuts are not a good idea. I doubt it, though. I'll probably try cutting my own hair again the next time that I'm bored with a haircut.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Happy New Year!
Maybe 2009 will bring better things than 2008.
Andrew and I rang in the New Year by eating dinner at Frank's Pizza Palace, then out for drinks to await midnight. We shared a pitcher of raspberry margaritas and watched drunken revelers make fools of themselves at karaoke.
Cheers!
Andrew and I rang in the New Year by eating dinner at Frank's Pizza Palace, then out for drinks to await midnight. We shared a pitcher of raspberry margaritas and watched drunken revelers make fools of themselves at karaoke.
Cheers!
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