New Blog

In an attempt to pick up blogging again, I have created a new blog. We'll see how long it lasts...

http://www.lovejellyfishlove.blogspot.com

Yeah. Here we go.

Apologies

I have been a terrible blogger as of late for many reasons. 1. I have been running around like a mad woman. 2. Because I'm running around like a mad woman I have very little time to blog, and I'm also slightly stressed. 3. Slight stress causes me to focus on everything I have to do in a day, rather than focus on the silly song I wake up with. 4. No excuses, play like a champion. 5. This is all the blogging I can muster even now.

Day Sixteen-Day Nineteen

So I'm getting progressively worse at updating. I do not blame my graduate studies (pshh...rrrriiight). I do not blame lack of songs (don't worry I got 'em). I do not blame laziness or disinterest (okay, maybe a little bit of this).

I blame the calibur/type of songs I am waking up to. Long story short: not worth anyone's time to know. Basically, the constant repetition of Taylor Swift and Miley Cyrus on all the radio stations I have as my car's presets is killing me. KILLING MY SOUL.

Yep, that is pretty accurate.

So, instead of discussing the songs per usual, I shall discuss what I have been up to since Thursday.

THURSDAY

Whatever I did during the day must not have been important, or I must have done nothing, because I recall nothing before 6:30pm. I swear I did something, but I really can't think of it. At 6:30pm I had my first Writing tutoring session in the student-athlete center. It was as successful as tutoring undergrads can be. Afterward is when the real fun began!

Andrew, Eboni, Julie, Daniel (the roomie), Mandy, her beau Chris, and I went to John Harvard's where I had my first pumpkin spice ale (their pumpkin spice ale, that is) of the season! Fun was had by all, including myself.

FRIDAY

(PS--Love the new color behind the word thingy. Swanky, huh?)

FUN DAY IN THE CITY!

Began with trip to MOMA to meet a woman, Wendy Gittler, who was going to give us an educational tour of the James Ensor show which closes tomorrow.

Here's a little James Ensor...

 

This is just a taste, but I really enjoyed his work, and the show. What is most amazing is that the majority of his work was done in the 1880s--which makes it especially innovative for the time.

Friday-Fun-Day-In-The-City also consisted of delicious Thai food at a place called Little Basil, followed by my very first Pinkberry experience!

Imagine this deliciousness, but with chocolate chips instead of blueberries...fruit is overrated!

After Pinkberry, Andrew, Miles and I went to a nonsense lecture on Art Deco artist George Barbier. The lecture was, I repeat, nonsense, but I do like Barbier's style. Here is a taste:

After the train ride back to Long Island, I pretty much passed out. Too much fun in one day tuckers this girl out.

SATURDAY

Spent most of the day studying for the ominous comprehensive exam I have coming up on October 21. I state the date because you will definitely hear more about it and you will also probably notice a drop in posts (because I'm freaking out) or a rise in posts (because I am procrastinating and need a distraction.) So yes, I actually studied...a little.

Around 8pm Robin (a new PhD student at SB) arrived at mi casa and we decided to see what Port Jeff had to offer. Long story short for this one: THE ANSWER IS NOTHING. We did still manage to have fun...even if Robin and I danced in a non-dancing bar while Andrew, Charlie and Toni sat, drank and watched us. Oh, my life.

SUNDAY

Since I drank a little too much last night, I naturally woke up before 9am, unable to fall back asleep. So, I began my day with a hike in Caleb Smith National Park and a trip to the Smithtown Heritage Fair. Both were thoroughly enjoyable.

As you can probably tell, I am losing steam on describing my life, so I shall continue this tomorrow....

Stay tuned and hopefully I'll have a better song to report in the morn!

Day Thir-, Four-, & Fif-TEEN!

Day Thirteen: A Mega-Mix of Today's Female Pop Stars (Taylor Swift, Katy Perry, Pink, etc.)

 

Day Fourteen: "Never Ever" by Ciara

Day Fifteen: ______________________

I hope that by laying out the past 3 days in Operation "Why-That-Tune" you can see why I have not posted. I actually have been avoiding it--and mostly for your sake.

Monday, the 14th, was Day Thirteen and I woke up with a sweet mega-mix of songs like "Love Story" by Miss Swift, "Please Don't Leave Me" by Pink, and "Waking Up in Vegas" by Miss Perry. I fully blame the MTV Video Music Awards (handy shortening: VMAs). I didn't actually watch the broadcast, but I did scour the internet for every possible video clip and photograph of the evening. I was full of shame then (Sunday night when I scoured)and Monday morning (when these poptastic tunes awoke me) and now, more shame than ever. Shame=lack of post=apology.

Also, this where I do a little RIP to Patrick Swayze. The only time I left the house on Monday was to go tutor some undergrads in art history at 8:30pm. I came back an hour later and Patrick Swayze was dead and memorials to him were all over every channel! So sad.

 

The following morning I awoke to a strange tune. And I said up above that it was Ciara's "Never Ever" but that is not entirely true. It was actually the tune/melody to "Never Ever" but with lyrics created in the dream I had just before waking--a dream that involved one of my very bestest buddies, Natalie (AKA-Nat Bat). Here she is:

 

We went to Newport.

Natalie was singing a song she was making up on the spot about not wanting to go to a private boarding school--one that her family and me would just leave her at--even on her birthday! 

Weird dream to say the least and I have NO IDEA how Ciara's "Never Ever" fit into it.

Still dumbfounded...

And here we are, at today. As you saw above, today was blank and represented by Krypton's entry in the periodic table of elements. You know what that means...alcohol and/or lack of sleep. And for once, this lush can claim it was actually more the latter that caused today's song absence.

Long story short--Class in Manhattan last night, went back to Miles' place before heading over to K-Rae's. White wine+fire escapes+Beatles Rock Band+My New Favorite Website= Bedtime at 3:30am. Up again at 8:30 to head back to LI. Shouldn't I be writing a thesis or something? 

See you tomorrow!

Day Thirteen--"King of Wishful Thinking"

King of Wishful Thinking  

by Go West, 1990

Most of you should recognize this song from Pretty Woman. And if you don't, then you need to re-watch that classic film. Or, just watch this rocking video to remember the 90s goodness. Poor Go West--this was their one and only hit. I personally don't understand why--they are HOT.

I have realized that the majority of my morning songs deal with some sort of heartbreak..."Runaround Sue," "Makes Me Wonder," and this song. And I have also realized that these songs can never really sum up my life/day very well because, I am pleased to report, I'm never in a heartbroken state. So when these songs occur I just kind of chalk it up to watching too many romantic comedies and I thank my lucky stars I'm not greeted with songs like "Can't Touch This" or "Pass the Courvoisier" each and every morning.

Nothing really to report. Went to Ying Yang Chinese Buffet for lunch today then went to the Gallery North 44th Annual Outdoor Art Show. It was what you would expect--over-priced landscape and seascape paintings and over-priced big-bead-heavy jewelry.  However, there were some stands that weren't so bad. I actually purchased a photographic print of graffiti (the graffiti, not my print, pictured below) that is actually in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. There are dissenting opinions on the artist--some say Banksy and some say Nick Walker. Whoever it is, I love it.

 

So, that's about it. Went to the gym (work off some of that chinese buffet) and basically have been avoiding work the rest of the time. Highlight of the day (besides the print, the chinese buffet, the morning song, and that I'm currently watching Matrix Reloaded while wearing an old shirt of Mark's--man, all good) was this:

That's right. Super Twin Pop, Cherry-Flavored.

As the copywriters of Mad Men declared: "Take It. Break It. Share It. Love It."

I did all but Share It. Too good to share.

Well, I'm off! Have a great night all!

Day Twelve--"Can't Touch This"

I don't know what is funnier: that I woke up with this song in my head OR the fact that the album is entitled "Please Hammer Don't Hurt 'Em." The only damage M.C. Hammer ever did to anyone, besides himself, was to their eardrums, or perhaps their sense of style. Now, don't get me wrong...I love this song and his pants just as much as the next person--but they are both pretty bad.

I'm currently on a roll with doing schoolwork (CRAZY, right?!), so I'm cutting this post short. But I plan on posting a little more on this ridiculous morning tune later. Til then...

Can't touch this.

NO IMPACT MAN

What good is a blog if I can't post whenever I want about whatever I want?

Just saw this trailer on Huffington Post and I cannot wait to see the film! What a great (yet crazy and impossible for me to do) idea!



Check it out!