Top 10 things I find myself doing 32 hours into a blizzard...
10. Eating entire Pizza Hut deep dish pizzas and chocolate chip milkshakes
9. Applying the term "stocking up for winter" to rationalize the above
8. Analyzing the later work of M. Night Shyamalan
7. Analyzing a text message
6. Following the weather channel
5. Calling friends with important things to say like "level 3 snow emergency"
4. Listening to cars on High Street spin their wheels
3. Spinning my own
2. Not studying for exams
1. Feeling more claustrophobic than creative
0. Willing someone to call
(I think the snow actually just stopped... but lists are always therapeutic)
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Too Late to Apologize?
Dear B,
I just wanted you to know that I did not skip class, wait in the rain, or punch a Republican at the polls today in order to vote for you. And when my dad called me for the second time to go, I did not listen to him. I let you down, sir. But let it be known that I probably won't sleep tonight. And if I do, Hillary's takin' Ohio face will haunt my dreams. And when I wake up tomorrow I pray that my primary sin will be forgiven, that Texas will not have been so unwise.
XoXo,
J
I just wanted you to know that I did not skip class, wait in the rain, or punch a Republican at the polls today in order to vote for you. And when my dad called me for the second time to go, I did not listen to him. I let you down, sir. But let it be known that I probably won't sleep tonight. And if I do, Hillary's takin' Ohio face will haunt my dreams. And when I wake up tomorrow I pray that my primary sin will be forgiven, that Texas will not have been so unwise.
XoXo,
J
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Last Night...
Conversation with the boy.
Him-- at a "dorm party," couldn't hear me over the commotion "Chug it, Jenny.... Who wants to play strip beer pong... Shh I think I hear the R.A.," started to say "I don't know, I'm not sure what I want..."
Me-- in a cab on my way back from Gallery Hop, tingling from the spider roll, twin dragon roll, Lycheelicious martini(s), asked him "Can you go somewhere so I can hear you," heard myself say "We could make an appearance at the dorms," realized what I just said, stopped his rambling with "Call me when you do know..."
A term I learned on "In Treatment" the other night: erotic transference-- common occurrence in psychotherapy in which a patient projects positive feelings and qualities associated with their parents onto the therapist, mistaking the connection for romantic love.
A question for my hypothetical therapist: What exactly am I doing?
Him-- at a "dorm party," couldn't hear me over the commotion "Chug it, Jenny.... Who wants to play strip beer pong... Shh I think I hear the R.A.," started to say "I don't know, I'm not sure what I want..."
Me-- in a cab on my way back from Gallery Hop, tingling from the spider roll, twin dragon roll, Lycheelicious martini(s), asked him "Can you go somewhere so I can hear you," heard myself say "We could make an appearance at the dorms," realized what I just said, stopped his rambling with "Call me when you do know..."
A term I learned on "In Treatment" the other night: erotic transference-- common occurrence in psychotherapy in which a patient projects positive feelings and qualities associated with their parents onto the therapist, mistaking the connection for romantic love.
A question for my hypothetical therapist: What exactly am I doing?
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