Best 6: things to do in November edition.

This is my “me” night, meaning I have been deserted by my roommates for the majority of the evening – this usually results in me laying on the couch, eating freezer waffles, and singing “La Vie en Rose” to myself repeatedly. Tonight, though, I figured it would be good to at least try to write about something, at least something other than expressive realism or depressing novels from the 1920’s. So. I have decided to share with you some fun things to do during the second half of this lovely month of November, mostly based on what I did over the first half of the month.

1. Break your toe.

I know, it sounds difficult, but it’s really not! All you have to do is sit in a chair at a table and have some pent up frustration. Try to push the chair back with your feet, and really put a lot of energy into it – you will not achieve this through half-assery. Keep pushing until – voila – your foot loses traction on the carpet and, with surprising force, crashes into the table, making you want to scream in agony… that is when you know you’ve done well. Good job, you’ve probably broken the second toe on your right foot, just like me (I think). Twins.

2. Play mind games… with yourself!

This is astonishingly easy. My personal favorite game is “Convince Yourself That Turkey Burger You Just Made Is Giving You Food Poisoning.” You can actually make yourself feel pretty nauseous and anxious, even if you overcook the turkey burger. General paranoia is a helpful trait to have if you are interested in doing this, and if you are doing the turkey burger thing, don’t use a meat thermometer (I don’t even own one – one step ahead of the game). The uncertainty is what makes this really exciting.

3. Fall down in a public place.

Things you’ll need: TOMS (or other shoes with traction that is abysmal), rain, slippery floors, etc. I also find it helpful to not be paying any attention whatsoever to the outside world; it works best when your head is in the clouds. I mean, I guess this is pretty self-explanatory. Always makes for a good story, I can tell you that much.

And now I will offer some serious recommendations.

4. Make a November playlist.

I am a firm believer in having a playlist for every occasion, and the month of November is no exception. I just listen to songs and imagine myself sitting by a window, wrapped in a blanket, watching the rain harass those poor, naked tree branches. November is weird, because I associate it with both coziness and bitterly cold weather. My playlist probably reflects that.

The Quintessential Mid-November Hypothetical Mixtape.

The Quintessential Mid-November Hypothetical Mixtape.

5. Get addicted to a new show. 

It doesn’t have to be new to the world, but it should be new to you. I mean, what’s the point of winter if not to stay in and binge-watch Netflix, right? I’ve gotten into Lost lately, thanks to Olivia, who has watched the whole series like three times. It’s a good show, but most of you probably already know that so I’ll just shut up about it. We are also very much addicted to Say Yes to the Dress in this apartment, and I’ve tried to get everyone on my level of appreciation for Parks & Rec… not as popular. But nonetheless, try it. All five season on Netflix, SCORE.

I'll bet you're not as sophisticated as Tom.

I’ll bet you’re not as sophisticated as Tom.

6. Sleep.

It gets dark at 4:30 anyway, might as well use it as an excuse to get some shut-eye.

 

Well, this has been delightful. I hope everyone, from the NaNoWriMo enthusiasts to the participants in No Shave November, is having a great month!

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That sentimental Thanksgiving post.

I think we’re all thankful for this.

It’s mid-November. Know what that means? Thousands of young men are sporting pathetically wispy “beards,” pretty much all novelists (published and otherwise) are now perpetually irritable and scatterbrained, and it’s time for me to stop my compulsive complaining about everything.

Really, I should be considered a terrible person. I complain about the most trivial things- retainers, water pressure, salad dressing, my empty mailbox. I’m pretty sure my incessant whining makes people want to throw up sometimes. So, seeing as tomorrow is Thanksgiving, I am going to be one of those people and list off the many things I am thankful for.

I’m thankful for thick socks and down comforters, and books that make me feel like they were written about my life. I’m thankful for trains, because they’re cool, and airplanes and speedboats. I am thankful for chocolate chip cookies, iced green tea, and Leonardo DiCaprio’s face, and I am very thankful for coats with hoods.

I’m thankful for friends: friends I see almost everyday, and friends I see every five years. I’m thankful for friends with infectious laughs and friends who can simply sit and chat for hours; friends who hate the same things I do, and friends who send me funny memes every once in awhile. Mostly, I’m thankful for the friends I can turn to even when we haven’t talked in what seems like forever.

I’m thankful for my family, aka the most wonderfully genuine and kindhearted people in the entire world. I’m thankful for my parents, who clearly did a fabulous job of raising me, and I’m thankful for my grandma, who was always willing to play with my cousins and me (and is the sole reason I am addicted to junk food). I’m thankful for my sister and all of her weirdness- my life would be so painfully boring without her. I’m thankful for my aunts and uncles and cousins, all of whom are hilarious and lovely, all at the same time.

I am thankful for Netflix and Gossip Girl, for finally providing me with a guilty pleasure. I’m extremely thankful for words and the people who have taught them to me, and for banjos, guitars, and pianos. I’m thankful for daisies, old pictures, accents, Christmas lights, Doc Martens, and sweet romantic comedies like Love Actually. I’m thankful for JK Rowling and an incredible boyfriend, and he should really be honored that I put him in the same sentence as JK Rowling.

Most of all, I am thankful for opportunities like this to take a break from my complaining- I’d encourage you to do the same.