You down with A.D.D., Yeah you know...uh, what was the question?

As some of you may know, I'm a fan of Christina Aguilera's, so it shouldn't be a huge surprise that I recently checked out her new video for her collaboration with P. Diddy. (No comment on that one.) ANNNNYWAY, it has come to my attention that the crazy split-second editing that flashes six angles at the screen per second is a far cry from the days of The Buggles. Could the prevalence of music videos (which, granted, I rarely see now that I've outgrown MTV by about, oh, a decade...) be contributing to the A.D.D. of today's youth?

Something You Didn't Know

I hate wearing socks.

Sucktastic

So here's the sucky thing about being the low man on the totem pole: you're the one who ends up staying til 1AM doing stuff that you totally could have done during your four hours of NOT doing anything earlier that day during "normal business hours." What? Staying late means being able to have dinner and take a car home? Um, if it's between staying late and being home with Nico...well, you tell me what YOU'D choose.

Um, ew.

Today a bird shat on us.

Yes, shat. As in le poop on le head. And, yes, I mean "us." As in me AND my parents, who are visiting me here in NY.

According to a friend, he "can't imagine how...unless [we] were in huddle formation or something."

Yeah...talk about a talented bird.

The Not So Good Mood Post

So "America's Funniest Home Videos?" Another thing I just do not get. How is this stuff funny? And Bob Sagat? Ewww...you know, he used to hit on UCLA girls at the bars in Westwood.

P.S.: Sorry to the Mets fans out there. That was a heartbreaking loss.

Ahhhhh....New York.

The good: I just gave four weeks' worth of laundry to the laundry pick-up/drop-off guy, who came up five flights of stairs to whisk away my laundry to be washed and neatly folded in time for me to get it back on Thursday. Thank you, www.flatratecleaners.com! (Effusive praise will ensue once I inspect the laundry come Thursday.)

The bad: I saw a gigantic rat as long as my forearm in the 51st Street subway. He (she?) was up on the platform, bold as you please.

The ugly: I have no will to cook. At all. Case in point: I haven't used the stove...YET. Take out is just too easy. And getting groceries is just too hard.

Meow meow meow meow...

I am so on my way to becoming a cat lady.

Okay, I lied... a.k.a. Another Grey's Post

OMG, MCSTEAMY IS BAAAACK.

07/07/07

I can't wait for Harry Potter 7, which ought to be coming out 07/07/07. You can't ask for a better spot of free marketing.

I will survive!

Week one of law firm life is a wrap. 241 weeks, give or take a hundred or so, to go. (I kid, I kid!) I like this whole orientation-for-a-week thing. It eases us into going back to work and waking up earlier than, say, noon.

Pet Peeve

The Animal Planet narrator guy on "The Most Extreme Animal Pirates" just pronounced "mischievous" wrong. He pronounced it "mis-chee-vee-ous." Man, I'm so utterly disappointed.

Two Days of Firsts

This has so far been a week of firsts. Yesterday, Nico and I made some serious progress with bonding as he headbutted me for the first time. And then the second time. And third. And fourth. And...well, you get the picture. It was also the first day he made it all the way upstairs to my bedroom. Here he is sleeping on my stairs.


Today was the first day of "work." I say "work" because we're still in orientation, and, no matter how agonizing it is to sit through 2.5 hours of "The History of Technology According to Our IT Guy," that isn't technically work. I was assigned to M&A for my first rotation, though, and I'm happy about that. I also have a pretty chill officemate and the window view desk. Yippee! (It's the little things, really.)

Nico hasn't really played with me much tonight, though. He's upstairs napping under my bed right now. I pulled the window shades to the side before I left so that he could more easily sit on the window ledge to look outside. Maybe that pooped him out? *nibbles lip* Is it a sign of inevitable codependence that I'm wondering if my cat is avoiding me?

Whatever happened to...

The Flintstones?

When I was little, this used to be on TV (TNT, I think?) ALL. THE. TIME. Now it's been replaced by...Law & Order??

For posterity's sake, here goes nothing:
Flintstones, meet the Flintstones.
They're the modern Stone Age family.
From the town of Bedrock,
They're a page right out of history.

Let's ride with the family down the street
Through the courtesy of Fred's two feet!

When you're with the Flintstones
Have a yabba dabba doo time
A dabba doo time
You'll have a gay old time!