Day 222
This afternoon (my version of morning) I spent watching videos online, thinking about how I should really be doing something productive. But damn listening to the line, "I'm gonna betchslap you shetbag" made me feel like I was doing something productive. I am not really sure how watching hilarious videos online is productive.I watched the Text Message Break-up video and Kelly: The Prequel and laughed and laughed. Anyway, there was the Cunningham muffin video and--shit, the only thing more boring than spending your day watching youtube videos is writing about them in your blog. I need to find better things to do with my time, so that I have something to write about. God, I hope I don't end up a cat lady.
So I have been in a funk all day, except when I went out with my neighbor to go skating. Yeah that's right, derby training is back on. A friend and I broke into the parking ramp next door. Translation: We just walked up to the top floors. We skated around and around the cement floor, neither of us fell and we were not caught. I guess it wasn't all that exciting. While having supper I related this to another neighbor of mine who said, "What?! You didn't fall or hurt yourself?" I shook my head. She said, "You aren't trying hard enough then."
I am having a what-should-I-write-for-my-thesis debate. While I was avoiding making a decision on what I should write about I read a few blog entries from the MFA Confidential blog on Writer's Digest Online. I first heard about this site from a friend who told me that they were looking for a Creative Writing MFA candidate to write a blog for them 3 times a week to replace their current blogger. Judging from the name of the blog I expected the entries to be an edgy and enticing look into the life of an MFA student.
I looked at the entry devoted as close as I could find regarding choosing what to write for your thesis. It was about what stories to work on. It was informative and you could really learn from it. I read a few more entries and found them all to be mini lectures on craft which was fine but, where is the "Confidential?" The you-will-spend-countless-hours-freaking-out-and-whining-to-your-friends shit? Where's the you-will-find-yourself-falling-in-and-out-of-love-with-your-classmates drama? Where's the wrap up of what it's like to be at the end of the semester and feeling guilty about how you didn't read other people's work? Where's the watching Gilmore Girls all day, and not having an original thought days? Where's the I had a workshop that made me want to cry, or the awesome workshop that changes your life workshop stories? Shit, I better submit to this contest to be the new MFA Confidential to sling the dirt and ruffle the feathers of the contented. There are plenty of books on craft to be read but few on the real comings and goings of a Creative Writing MFA student.
So after dinner a few friends and I went to a common area to play Uno. I know we are super cool, right? Anyway a few minutes into it the girl who hates me walked into the common area and declared to her friends that we had taken up the couch space. Then she and her friends trooped into an empty conference room where many people followed suit carrying wine glasses. They went off to a far corner of the room, out of sight. We asked one of the bunch going through the door what was going on and he said, "We are just going to have some wine." I looked into the room before I left the couch area expecting to see some crazy ritual going on, or at the absolute minimum, a rollicking game of spin the bottle. What I saw were people sitting in chairs drinking wine. Hmm, who knew that drinking wine meant drinking wine?
As follwers of my blog may know I am often fond of reading the yahoo.ca news. Today I read an article about when it's time to go back to dating. Here were my favorite tips:
-"You have a reason to dress up." If you want to dress up what is stopping you from dressing up? If you need to have a reason to get all fancy or have to have someone to get all fanicfied for then maybe you have co-dependency issues, which means you probably shouldn't date for awhile. Slap on a cocktail dress and some spiffy earrings and do a puzzle at home.
-"You have a vacation buddy." The author's reasoning for this has something to do with being able to go on a romantic get-away. I am not sure, but I don't think this sounds like dating. It sounds like getting some action elsewhere and getting on with your life. Why not just go on a singles cruise, those people are there to spend a romantic weekend. Then you can always go home to your puzzle, it won't bitch at you about how its bag got left behind at the airport.
Tip of the Day: When your favorite crappy show on MTV isn't online instantly after it airs there is no need to panic and get pissy. Well, there is a need to get panicked and pissy when you go out and try to get a life and fail and check back and it still isn't on and then you realize that it will not come out until tomorrow.
-Canadian Castaway
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