December 2009 Archives

and i’m gonna be forty.

: Holiday Inn. Farmhouse, New England.

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I realized this morning I have officially spent this entire year out of college. And instead of heading into the new year with a master plan, an all-consuming life project, or even a boring stock answer to the socially awful yet ever-so-popular inquiry of what I want to do with the rest of my post-college life, I’m full up on a whole bunch of these winners:
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Men and women can never be friends.
Going out of town was just a fancy way of saying, “I’m gonna get some.”
My job sucked sometimes…but not all the time.
No work Mondays made life awesome.
Free stuff made life awesome.
Bartenders made life awesome.
I went to the gym 215 times.
I’m still really good at looking stuff up.
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“Happy Fucking New Years Mother Fuckers.” – CWD

yeah, cookie’s drunk.

What happens when an entry-level assistant well into her quarter-life crisis takes over the Company Christmas Party playlist? GaGa and Jamiroquai, that’s what:

Bad Romance – Lady GaGa
R . E . S . P . E . C . T. – Aretha Franklin
Shut Up and Let Me Go – The Ting Tings
I Want a New Drug – Huey Lewis & The News
Working Nine to Five – Dolly Parton
Bad Reputation – Joan Jett
I Want to Break Free – Queen
Use Somebody – Kings of Leon
Virtual Insanity – Jamiroquai
Walk Away – Kelly Clarkson

And since it’s officially the most wonderful time of the year, comments to this post with your own how about them apples?! Company Christmas Party playlist will cause a very exciting [re]gift to appear in your mailbox. Responses should contain 3, 5, or 10 songs only, please. This is a playlist, of course.

tonight, we hanukkah in harlem.

My Hanukkah List. December, 2009
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When I was a kid, my favorite holiday tradition was drafting an official Hanukkah List. It was always inappropriately long and was mostly made up of all the CDs and gift cards I was just dying to have. Really, Amy? You want another copy of the original cast recording of RENT and a gift card to Claire’s? Again? But you only buy key chains and gel pens. Ooooh how I loved those gel pens. Soo inky! Soo pretty! Soo . . . well, to be totally honest, useless since all they really did was leave messy, glittery, unintelligible streaks all over the place.
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In any event, I can’t really remember the last time I sat down and actually celebrated Hanukkah so the fact that I’m hiking up to Harlem tonight with store bought latkes and applesauce to spend the first night of this long forgotten holiday with my cousin Natasha has caused me to wax all nostalgic and draft a more useful, grown-up, and ladylike Hanukkah List.
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Happy Holidays, Internet!

good news!

: Freemans. New York, NY.

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Oh, hello. Have we met before? I used to post here all the time. Maybe we were introduced back then. Well, anyways, nice to [re]meet you. Did you know that according to music blaring from my favorite coffee cart this morning, it’s the most wonderful time of the year?
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The more you know . . .
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{cue NBC peacock slash shooting star}