Manic Monday

All you people who did not go to a roller derby this weekend, raise your hands. C'mon, raise 'em. Ok. Good. Just verifying that it is, in fact, an unusual thing to do on a Saturday night. I mean yes, it was was hilarious. Yes, there were thrills and spills. Yes, there were many lesbian hipsters making out in the line for the bathroom. But overall, it was not as amazing as you might imagine. Maybe if it wasn't held in a Shriner's* auditorium it would have been a bit more impressive. (Although the Shriners do have those awesome red fez hats with the dangly tassels. Why do they dress like hurdy-gurdy men? And where are their little monkeys playing the cymbals? Are they all out helping burnt up kids?)

In any case, there was a lot more to this weekend than just some girls in tutus and skates! Saturday afternoon Chris and I finally went to see Borat and laughed our asses off. It was a bit anticlimactic after hearing so much about it last weekend but Ali G.'s antics did make me almost pee my pants a few times. We also got an invite to an impromptu BBQ at my friend Lori's place to take advantage of the amazingly nice weather. Since when is it 70 degrees mid-November? Why, since we no longer have an ozone layer, of course!

After the BBQ deliciousness and roller derby excitement, C and I decided to put in some serious time with Guitar Hero II. He became a bit enraged when my audience demanded encore after encore, but I appeased him by letting him play my special encore of War Pigs. Am I not the best girlfriend? This carried on well into the night and when we finally hit the hay we had beat the game on medium and I had the full 12 minute version of Free Bird stuck in my head.

Sunday was very productive and grown up. Grocery shopping and Target and cleaning- mucho cleaning, since my roommates had a prospective new roommate showing up. I really wanted her to take the place (relieving me of my current lease) I didn't want her to walk into a disgusting mess. It looks like she's going to take it- good luck to her, and I sure hope she likes cleaning!

Some random stats to ponder this Monday:

7 1/2 more work days till Thanksgiving break
11 more days till my birthday
17 more days till we move
107 hits on my blog yesterday (WTF?! I'm sorry my Sunday post sucked.)
53 blogs randomly encountered from NaBloPoMo today



*I found this entry in Wikipedia: "Established in New York City in the 1870s, the Shriners are best known for having fun. Members of the Shrine are immediately recognizable by the fezzes they wear, and are often seen in parades and as clowns in the Shrine Circus. " Number one, who knew the plural of fez was fezzes? And number two, I totally saw their clown caravan at the auditorium, but there were definitely no clowns in attendance at the derby.

It's Like I Never Left

Nerds, you know it's going to be a tough week when it's 9 a.m. on Monday and you're already looking forward to a nap. Can a person love their bed too much? Mayhap it's the chilly morning air that makes me pull at all the blankets until they're cocooned around me, or it could also be that C gets to sleep two more hours than I do and in my sleepy jealousy I steal all the warm bits of the covers; in any case I very much wanted to stay in bed when my alarm went off at 5:30.

A few random bits and pieces on this gray Monday morn:

• I am now on the NaBloPoMo website, hooray! If you'd like to check out some of the other participants, here is the infamous blog Randomizer. I have to stop myself from clicking that link about 70 times a day out of sheer curiosity at who else would join in this folly.
• I won two tickets to the Ok! Go concert at the Avalon next week. They were so fun when I saw them last summer, I'm v. excited to get to see a whole show. Do you think they'll bring their treadmills?
• An anonymous student left this note taped to my desk this morning: "Here's where you go when you're filled with doom, the library will lift all your gloom". (?!?!?!)
• My agenda for this week includes beginning my Christmas shopping. I refuse (refuse, you hear me?) to spend another month of December sweating in a mall somewhere, ready to push old ladies, mothers wielding strollers, people in wheelchairs, and other slow-ass people out of my way with my elbows. The very idea of mall Christmas shopping is making me feel anxious and sick. This year, online is where it's at.

Time for me to refuel. My co-worker attempted to make coffee this morning and the water was mud brown before she even brewed it. Looks like it'll be a double Starbucks day for this little ol' librarian.