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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Hi Again.

Favorite picture I've taken this week.

Favorite picture I’ve taken this week.

After an unintentional and unfortunate three-week hiatus, I figure it’s about time I return to this lovely webpage. I’ve missed my little corner of the internet. So… hi.

I’ve been exceptionally busy these past few weeks, at least by my standards, and although I have found the time to write this fine evening, this is only the calm before the storm. I’m back at school. Need I say more? Classes start Wednesday, which gives me just enough time to settle in to my new apartment and find a job (I’m hoping for the library, cross your fingers). As would only be consistent with my usual ways, I am frazzled-but-surviving, strategically pinpointing and tackling the little things that are stressing me out. Lucky for me, I also have three angelic roommates to distract me with laughter and food, two of my most favorite modes of distraction.

“What do four 19-year-old girls get up to in an apartment of their own?” you ask. As always, I have an answer for you, and it is quite simple: Say Yes to the Dress and popcorn, both in excess. If Netflix did not exist and the Whirley Pop had never been invented, our lives here would be very different. But worry not, we are not just salivating over mermaid gowns day in and day out. We have also done our fair share of listening to our impressive record collection, which is basically three Beatles records, Too-Rye-Ay by Dexy’s Midnight Runners, a little retro U2, and a compilation of Bill Cosby’s old comedy routines. Obviously we are very well-rounded young ladies. Actually that’s a lie. Look at our DVD shelf:

... We have very similar taste.

… We all have very similar taste.

As far as the actual, physical apartment goes, we are liking it. I think I could do without the trash “room,” which actually looks like it belongs in some shady back alley where a person’s been murdered, but I can deal. I have a pond view as well as, yet again, a lovely view into my neighbors’ living rooms and bedrooms, and sometimes there is pink lemonade in the front office. Posh.

For now, this is as far as I’ll go. Being back in the city is certainly an adjustment, but it’s a beautiful one.