Reasons I Might Be a Bad Roommate, Installment 2

When I find a song I like, there's nothing I love more than listening to it on repeat, over and over again. If it's good the first time, it will be even better the 7th time! That was great, play it again! Once more! One more time!

At least I burn the song out after a week or so. My mom tells me that when her twin brother was in high school, he played "Wild Thing" on the record player every single evening. For a year.

Mild Curses, Volume Five

• May every stick of gum in your freshly purchased pack of Trident fall out in the bottom of your purse.
• May a baby scowl at you.
• May you accidentally yell out "Woooo!" at an orchestra performance. Note: The correct term is "Bravo."

The Door in the Floor

This weekend I discovered that my apartment has a basement. I've lived here for one year and had yet to realize that. My roommate didn't know either, and she's lived here for three years. It wasn't really Columbus discovering America, more of "Hey, I wonder where those stairs go..."Anyway, it's quite creepy in said basement but I think I will store my bike down there. Although the stairway is narrow and it's hard to wrestle the bike down the stairs. I always end up with tire tracks all over my legs. I think it's more of a workout carrying the stupid bike than actually riding it. That whole bike-riding part of bike ownership, I'm not sure about. I took it out of my neighborhood for the first time this weekend and I know everyone around me thought, "This chick is completely clueless." I had trouble using the U-lock. I was going up a hill and it was too hard, so I just bailed out in the middle of the street - I abandoned the bike and jumped off.Buying accessories for the bike - now that I am really good at.

Top Chef: Campbell's Elimination Challenge

Sometimes I think I might want to learn to cook. Then I generally snap out of it and open a can of soup.

Maybe I'll Set Up a Field Office in South America

I'm trying to figure out how to use Google Analytics for this blog. So far, I am skeptical about the results. For the month of August, my analytics report said that the blog received 17 visitors. That is plausible.It also says they were all from Barueri, Brazil. Less plausible.What can I say, I'm huge in Brazil. Although huge might be an exaggeration, I suppose.

No Weekend Warriors Here

I like going out on Wednesday nights, because:

a.) It's not crowded and

b.) Sometime you see people who obviously just came from work, still sporting suits and dancing with their laptop bags flung over their shoulders. I want to say, "Sure, Mr. Business Suit, dancing with that cougar seems fun now, but what about your big 8 a.m. meeting tomorrow on the Hasbro account? What about that? Another tequilla shot - nooooo!" [said in slow motion].