Showing posts with label me me me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label me me me. Show all posts

Thursday, November 11, 2010

random likes and dislikes

Because you know you've been dying to know these things about me . . .

Dislikes
Werewolves: Seriously, if you know me, then you already know this about me. I hate werewolves. No, I despise, loathe, detest werewolves. If you're wanting to give me a heart attack, show up anywhere I am dressed as a werewolf. I will undoubtedly faint, poop, and die. I just don't the exact order in which I'll do that. I'm just going to stop now. I'm getting all heebie-jeebied.

Baboons: I don't like them. Never have. I'm pretty sure it's their obscene ass and their unfortunate nose. What's more is that I think they're smug. Like a fat guy at the beach that thinks he's hot. You're not, fat guy and you're not either, baboons. Stop it.
I don't think I'd feel the least bit sad if I heard baboons were on the verge of extinction.

Likes
Sock Puppets: Seriously, need I say more? Sock puppets are all kinds of awesome and hilarious! If anyone ever wants to give me really bad news and does it with a sock puppet, I'd probably be cracking up. "You're fired", "Here are your eviction papers", and "The dog ate your wedding band" would all be gladly applauded if delivered by someone wearing a sock puppet. Awesome.

Looney Tunes: Again, total awesomeness. My husband says that I say at least one looney tunes quote a day. I'm not going to comment on that except to say that I've considered putting my name and "Genius" on my mailbox.
I also feel like a grumpy old man about Looney tunes because when I see some of the crap cartoons my kids watch now, I say something like "What's this? These cartoons aren't any good. Now, Bugs Bunny, those were cartoons!".

This link today. I was in tears while reading some of these. Mostly because I understood. I wrote muahahaha once and it turned into "mustaches". Not cool . . . and definitely NOT what I was going for.



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Saturday, July 11, 2009

the sun is out and up and down again

It's my birthday today and though I usually tend to lean towards the dramatics of crying over getting older, I'm good with my age now. Mainly because I sort of skipped last year. For some reason, I never remembered my age and always said that I was as old as I'm turning today. So now it feels like I'm the same age for two years. I mean, I didn't do it on purpose. It was just one of those things. The same thing happened to be when I was 27, only it was backwards. I kept thinking I was 26.

Anyway, today I turn this many. Lovely song, lovely video, hopefully it'll be a lovely year.

Wednesday, July 08, 2009

lazy yvett

I've done it. I've reached the epitome of all things lazy. I am now reading two books. Is it because . . . .

1. I can't decide which one I want to read more?
2. I crave literacy so much that one book at a time won't suffice?
3. I am now a book reviewer and I need to read both for an assignment?

If you picked any of these, you'd be wrong. The reason is that I'm keeping one book upstairs and one book downstairs. There. Now you know about me.
The truth is that I usually don't do this. Well, I've really never done this, but it just got to be really annoying waking up on a Sunday morning, being the only person awake and not really wanting to get out of bed yet, reaching over to grab my book only to realize that I left it downstairs. ARGH! Or sitting down on my super comfortable couch in the living room, having a nice cup of something, reaching over for my book and realizing it's up on my nightstand.

I now have this book up on my nightstand. . . . .


. . . . and this one downstairs.

Since I am now a total expert on laziness reading two books at once, let me give you some tips.
1. Don't read two from a series. That is, of course, unless you've already read them and already know what happens. I imagine it would be super hard to read two from a series at the same time. I'd have been saying things like "WHAT DO YOU MEAN SIRIUS IS DEAD?" or "so where the heck is Edward this whole time?"
2. Don't read two similar books. The kind of language in the books I'm reading now cannot be confused with the other. I'm not transposing the plot of one to the other. Now, I have a few books that deal with or have some sort of foot binding scene in them, for example. I wouldn't read those two at the same time. I'd probably read them and be like "what? she already had them bound, why are they doing it again?" Or I'd confuse the friends or something. Am I making sense?
3. I can't think of anything else.

feeling: super lazy
listening to: Manchester Orchestra (I've Got Friends)

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Sleepy Yvett

- As a kid, my mom and I would stay up all night some Friday nights watching movies. My dad used to have to wake up at about 4:00 a.m. and we'd stay up to wake him.

- In high school, I'd stay up to watch all the late night shows (unbeknownst to my parents). I especially did this once Conan went on the air. I had no problem waking up the next morning.

- My first "real" job's schedule was from 4pm-1am. I loved that schedule and would still go out after I got off work.

- As a flight attendant, I had the choice to pick either a.m. or p.m. flights. I picked p.m. They'd start off in the afternoons and with all the delays and everything, we'd usually end up flying all night. In one particular weekly trip, we'd arrive at Mexico City at about 6:00 a.m. After a couple hours sleep, we'd be out having brunch.

- When I first started seeing Rodrigo, I'd go into work at 6:00 a.m. This meant that I'd wake up at around 4:30 a.m. If Rodrigo and I weren't together, we'd be on the phone. Our usual hang up time was around 2:00 a.m. I remember one time that I had 20 minutes sleep before I went to work. He thought I was going to call in sick, but I had a meeting I HAD to attend.

-sigh- That's not me anymore. I'm soooooo behind on sleep. We've been getting by on very little sleep. It started off with the Olympics, went through the political conventions, and continued this weekend with a preview weekend my cable provider offered. I thought I'd have gotten some sleep by now, but we're addicted to the news. I am baffled, outraged and completely glued to the news channels. Ah, Election '08, the best reality show ever!
Plans for this weekend include sleeping, sleeping and when I'm done with that, sleeping. -sigh- I can't wait. I'm pretty tired of having my alarm go off and me just incorporating it into a dream.

feeling: sleepy
listening to: some song from Gene Loves Jezebel

Friday, July 11, 2008

you say it's your birthday. it's my birthday too yeah . . .

Rodrigo kept asking me to check my email this morning. Here's why . . . .





I think I'm going to sit by my window all day and wait for that UPS truck to turn the corner. I can't wait to meet my new baby in person.

So, I'm 32 now. I'm over the whole "Oh, no being in my 30's is old." I feel great. We're all happy and healthy and I'm going to enjoy today!

feeling: awesome
listening to: Cary Brothers (Ride)

Thursday, May 29, 2008

five things

I got this from Jess and I'm playing along.

1. Link to your tagger and post these rules.
2. Share 5 facts about yourself.
3. Tag 5 people at the end of your post and list their names, linking to them.
4. Let them know they’ve been tagged by leaving a comment at their blogs.

- I don't like Sex & The City. I wouldn't want to be like them. I find them shallow and I really hate the outfits I've seen SJP wear on the show. I tried watching an episode once because everyone made such a big deal but she was wearing a tutu or something ridiculous like that. I found it hilarious when Stewie said it was a show about three hookers and their mom.

- I wear make-up and jewelry everyday. I don't care if I'm going anywhere or not, I'll at least be wearing earrings that match my outfit. I could never be like one of those people that forever look like they just rolled out of bed.

- My son's name is Alec Julian. Neither Alec nor Julian were my first choices for his name. Compromise, compromise.

- Pretty much all my life I've been told I'm funny. I don't think it really comes across in this blog. It's to the point where I've been told by friends, "Yvett! You're here! Make us laugh". Like I was some sort of jester or something. Or I'm funny on command. I don't know if I really am funny or not but it was an absolute dream of mine to be a member of the SNL cast. My family's favorite "character" of mine right now is "the lady who gets surprised by being on Oprah's Favorite Things show". They have me doing that over and over again. It's pretty good, too.

- I'm pretty narcissistic. Everything comes back to me somehow.

Anyway, I hate the whole tagging thing. I like being tagged but hate tagging because I feel like I'm pressuring people. So play, or don't. Non-bloggy buddies can email me if you'd like.

feeling: stir crazy
listening to: kids fighting. again.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

short hair . . . . . again

Yesterday morning . . . .



Blah. Yesterday afternoon . . . .




Aww, total awesomeness. I love, love, love haircuts. This is the longest I'd gone not getting a cut. It was about two years since my last real one. I just wanted to let my hair grow out for a while, and well, I did. I liked having longish hair for a while, but I adore all the cute short styles. Next up, getting the back of my neck all tattooed. Yes, I'm kidding but I have to admit I kind of like how a little tattoo on the back of a neck looks on girls. Well, some girls (like Posh) who clearly have some sort of fashion sense. I'm going to put on one of those temporary ones like Alec has. A shrek one. LQTM.

feeling: fresh, lighter
listening to: a recap of the AI performances last night