CH-ch-ch-ch-ch-Channnngessss and Post it note Tuesday


CH-ch-ch-ch-ch-Channnngessss

(Turn and face the strain)

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Ah yes… David Bowie. I love that man.

I really do love David Bowie. I have so many memories as a  child dancing around to “Rebel Rebel.” I was a little scared of him when I realized that he was the same baddie from The Labrynth, but really, that “What Babe, the Babe with the Power” song really makes it hard to see him as a bad guy anyway. Then of course there is my all time favorite Bowie classic “Space Oddity.” It’s one of my top 10 favorite songs to do impression style, and I do have to say I’m quite good. (If you don’t have ears.) (That comment makes me feel a little guilty after yesterday’s video post.)

Anyway, the real reason I bring him up is because David Bowie is solely responsible for the fact that I cannot say the word “Change” without getting “Changes” stuck in my brain. I don’t mind really, except for it leads to sudden outbursts in the middle of serious conversation. I guess it could be worse. At least it’s a good song.

So change… There’s been a lot of it in my life lately. I moved. I have a new roommate, LA, who is actually an old roommate and it seems to working out fabulously so far. I’ve met a lot of cool new people lately, which is always refreshing. I’ve had to adapt to ants all over my house and in my cereal, which is not so awesome.

But most recently? I got offered a new job. And I took it!

I’m really excited about it. I’m really gonna miss the peeps I currently work with, and it’s not that I’m unhappy or anything… but change seems to be a good thing right now. Plus the new gig is about a mile from my new house (vs. thirty) and my crazy hyperchondriac ass is finally going to be able to rock some health insurance. This is a really really good thing when you consider that I do things like get  recreationally tasered or stair surf on a regular basis.

Then again there are some things that never change.

For instance.

Cusack

*This weekend I saw Hot Tub Time Machine. Amazing. I’m still in love with my boyfriend John Cusack, even more than ever… Plus I got to see his ass for a split second which made my life pretty much complete. Also, if you’re on the fence about seeing this one, it really is hilarious. All things Cusack aside, even if he wasn’t in it- I would recommend it to you. I would probably even reccomend it to you if Greg Kinnear (who I think is the bee’s elbows, or whatever the opposite of bee’s knees is) played JC’s role.

 

donkeylips

*I may have told you this before, but I’ve been disappointed on every single birthday of my life. I always think that this will be the year that my mom tells me I am actually a witch and that I have powers. It hasn’t happened yet. But I have taught myself tarot, (half assedly) and I have tried to tune up my psychic abilties… but thus far I think I’m a failure. This past weekend I went to a Medieval Fair (in Sucklahoma) and even though it was cold and rainy, I got so excited when I saw all the fortune tellers. I didn’t actually get my fortune told, but it did remind me that my REAL goal in life is to have witch powers. So if there are 3 ladies out there who want to join my coven, I’m game. We can be those weirdos and go “Craft” on all of our enemies. Or at least give them a bad case of ringworm.

lazy

Ever since I’ve moved I have been a major-la-dee-slacker when it comes to working out. My drive home from work  is nearly 45 minutes, and by the time I get home I’m so tired, irritated with traffic, and hungry that all I want to do is eat a few chips and salsa, or what ever I can find in the pantry that’s not covered with ants (I miss my gay roommate’s cooking!!!!!) and veg out.  It seems to be a little bit easier to be lazy now that I’m living back with LA.

Back in college LA and I were constantly fighting for the chance to out-laze each other. We always did that thing where one of us (usually LA) would act like she was dying and needed help. I would sit in my room pretending that I couldn’t hear it for a good twenty minutes, until the yelling finally made me a little worried, so I would run to her room just to find out that she wanted me to turn off her light or hand her something that wasn’t in arms reach. Over the years, I ‘ve learned how to play this game as well. You might say that the grasshopper has become the master… or however that saying goes.

Tonight’s events were the perfect example. After 90 minutes of not being lazy in Bikram Yoga, we decided to celebrate our recent activity by watching “Brothers.” I actually prefer to say we were watching “Jake Gyllenhall,” because that is frankly all I cared about.  We were both already settled on the couches when we realized that the remote wasn’t working. Of couese neither of us had the energy and were too stubborn to get off our asses to push the play button on the dvd player. So we sat listening to the most depressing menu song in the world for a good 40 minutes. We didn’t even talk about it out loud. We did so via facebook status updates.

Eventually my need for a snack broke me and I said something to the likes of “FUCKSHITDAMNIT YOU LAZY FOOL I”LL MAKE SOME POPCORN.” LA said she would get up too since she had to pee. So after a dramatic count of three we both got our asses off the couch, made some popcorn and then got settled again, only to realize the damn “play” button STILL NEEDED TO BE PUSHED!

So yeah.

That’s how my night played out.

Next time I’ll win. It’ll be epic.

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  • brittneymclain

    Holy hell your posts make me laugh!!!!
    Sounds like you and your roomate have fun!!
    I play the “lazy game” with my hubby all the time lol!

  • ScoMan

    Congrats on the new job.

    It's always sad when a coworker leaves, and when you are that coworker well it's worse, because you're losing a lot of coworkers not just the one.

    Best of luck.

  • http://vegetableassassin.blogspot.com/ Vegetable Assassin

    Witch powers, eh? Maybe you could play “light as a feather, stiff as a board” with old Cusack there sometime. For practice. Although I'm thinking if you suddenly find your witch powers you can think of much more deviously fun things to do with him than levitate his ass…

  • thebacksofmyeyelids

    There is something sorta funny about you having been living with LA for about 15 minutes this time around and announcing it's going well, SO FAR….

    Congrats and cudos on the new job and health insurance!!! You are now too legit to quit CJ! Don't you like the 1980's reference? Were you even alive in the 80's?

    If your new job is really only a mile or two from your house, you should get a bike and ride it on all but the very worst of days.

    Things we have in common (in this post alone): our love for JC, our love for DB AND thinking of “CH-ch-ch-changes!!!” My entire life is an aria, albeit a bit pitchy – like a poor karaoke performance.

  • http://www.blogsareforlosers.com Sherri

    I used to follow your boyfriend on Twitter but became SO annoyed with all of his retweets, that I had to unfollow him. Could you imagine if he was like that in real life – like, he repeated everything everyone said to him? Would he still be your boyfriend?

    PS: I so look forward to your posts. And I appreciate you reading and commenting on mine. I'm fairly certain you're the only reader I have left. Hahah!

  • http://edsfunnypages.blogspot.com/ Ed Adams

    You take laziness to new levels.

    I admire your overachieving effort at being an underachiever.

  • http://matthewjenks.blogspot.com/ Matt_J

    Wow, did I ever misinterpret the initials “JC”.

    Gonna go atone for that.

  • Mike Alonzo

    Congrats on your new job!

    Also like to enter for the giveaway. I follow your great writing via RSS reader.

  • http://twitter.com/thisthatnmyblog Jessica

    You're too funny…and very forward! :)

  • http://www.nikkidz.blogspot.com/ Nikki

    “The power of the voodoo, who do? you do. What?….you remind me of the babe”

    Love that movie. David Bowie does black spandex like none other. I'm still waiting for a King to come down on a unicorn and tell me I'm a princess. Just waiting… Congrats on the job, will you be riding your bike to work now?

  • http://laughstooeasily.blogspot.com/ Dani

    My first thought in response to that dilemma was “Throw a shoe at the play button so you don't have to get up.” I suppose this is why I can't have nice things…or footwear.

  • http://perfectlycursedlife.com/ Kimwithak

    Congrats on the new job!!!! Health insurance kicks ass!

  • thatkindofgirl

    Pretty sure every birthday, your mom should give you a creepy old amulet and a knowing look. At least you could nurse the fantasy for a few extra seconds.

    Also, I've spent way too much time in my life watching DVD title screens. They come on after the movie and I … kind of forget I have the option to turn them off, I guess.

  • aphroditeandme

    Chhhaaannnnggggsss was my high school senior song- does that give my age away??I'm following you now- stop by my place when you can! 😉 http://www.memyselfandaphrodite.blogspot.com

  • kelleyclayton

    Hello fron PINT~
    Have a great week.

  • http://www.ftcs.wordpress.com/ Clevelandpoet

    my wife would probably stab me in the neck to be with Bowie. Her and her bestie formed all these stories when they were young about how they were both going to be his wife someday.

    they loved him in labyrinth

    now a serious question:

    when he sings “tell my wife I love her very much she knows”

    is the “she knows” A. just him saying he knows she knows. b. a romantic at ground control yelling “she knows” c. his wife who is at ground control (my wife believes this to be the case)
    or d. I'm a freak for wondering

    also congrats on the job and the telling of them!

  • CarissaJaded

    Ok I swear, I've often wandered the same exact thing about that line.. I guess I've always taken as someone else responding “she knows.” Mostly because it almost overlaps the “Tell my wife I love her very much.”

    But you're still a fewak.

  • CarissaJaded

    Thanks so much! Yeah, I'm gonna miss these guys.. but I like the new ones too!

  • http://reinventingsandyb.com/ sandyb

    CONGRATULATIONS! I know I don't drop comments often, but I'm here, reading along, laughing my ass off. I heart your stories.

  • lolalakely

    “The power of voodoo, who do? do what? Remind me of the babe.” OK, I'll stop singing the song there but pure awesome that you mentioned Labyrinth. I loved this post because my sister and I have played the lazy game multiple times and, yes, we too have listened to the most dvd menu song over and over again. I laughed out loud at the facebook updates thing because my cousin and I have done that multiple times as well.

    I'm routing for you, as you seem to be the Morita to my Machio of laziness.

  • http://www.postcardsandpassports.com/ meg

    congrats on the new job!
    annnd ummm I'll totally join your coven. not gonna lie, after watching The Craft in high school, I was like “I am going to be wiccan!” then I bought a book called “Wiccan for Dummies”. That phase lasted for approximently a week. I was a nerd.

  • http://kjoj.blogspot.com/ Domestic Delinquent

    ahhhhhh David Bowie. I had a major crush on him when I was a tween (though back then noone knew what a tween was.) I must have watched the super long Blue Jean video a million times. I think he's even sexier now than he was then.

  • http://www.theinternalmakeover.com/ kathryn

    Oh, congratulations on the new JOB! That is so awesome…I'm really thrilled for you, sweetie!

    Now, get off the couch and change the batteries in the remote!!

  • http://www.kidtogrownup.com/ BobbiJanay@Kid to a Grown Up

    Yay, on shorter commutes. I totally here you on the lazy roommate front except mine is my husband.

  • http://www.kidtogrownup.com/ BobbiJanay@Kid to a Grown Up

    Yay, on shorter commutes. I totally here you on the lazy roommate front except mine is my husband.

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