11/19/14

I GOT HIT ON BY THE GORTON'S SEAFOOD MAN & OTHER POINTS OF INTEREST

      This silly blog has been highly philosophical lately, which is a fun way to write, because it helps me clear my mind of all the foddering crumbs and bits of glitter and random knick knacks that lurk in its corners. HOWEVER, said genre of writing eliminates the ability to discuss the fun fluff talk (like shop talk, or small talk, or chit chat, but with a nice image of cotton candy). So today's post will be wholly dedicated to discussing things that are wholly frivolous.

MUSIC
As I grow older, music becomes more and more important to me. Maybe it has something to do with the increased opportunities for listening (i.e. driving to school, walking on campus, owning devices that successfully project sound unlike my barbie cassette player circa 2002...), and maybe it has something to do with the increased demands for listening (i.e. being stressed out beyond belief, getting dumped, gearing up for a fun friday night...) Whatever the reason, music continues to increase in rank in my book. And as such, I am regularly making playlists, overdosing on the music within them, and then making new playlists! It's a vicious cycle, but there could be worse things to be hooked on, right? (Meth, eating couch cushions, drinking your own urine, just to name a few....) My current playlist is dare I say, a real winner-- potentially my best one yet. In an effort to not lose 100% of you readers by boring you with the entire lineup, I will take pity on you and list merely five of the gems included. GO DOWNLOAD THEM NOW!

1. "You Only Live Once" by The Strokes
2. "You Didn't Have to Go" by Grouplove
3. "Paddling Out" by Miike Snow
4. "Diamond Dave" by The Bird and The Bee
5. "Your Touch" by The Black Keys

NORTHWEST CAMPUS STENCH
This is really a plea for help, more than a fun topic, but I'm including it out of desperation. There is a stench of sorts, lurking in the northwest glob of campus. I first smelled it upon entering the math building. It was then detected by Hannah during her bio class. It even tainted the sidewalks to the union building. It smells like an ill-fated mixture of garlic bread, marijuana, seaweed, hot tamales, axe body spray, and sceptic tanks. If you know anything about the origins of this nauseous odor, or you have a gas mask you are willing to loan out, contact me. Serious inquires only.

BEAUTY HACKS
I'm kind a Pinterest junkie. Don't let the obsession with black clothes and hatred of sunny days fool you, I'm a softie at heart. Besides being a domain for dream wedding planning and recipe collecting, Pinterest offers a plethora of beauty hacks. Beauty hacks are great because 1. I'm a poor college student who won't buy high end products, 2. I like feeling productive and crafty HELLO, WIN WIN SITUATION! One of my favorite hacks as of late is covering roots with mascara. I realize it's not a long-term solution, but for the aggravating lapse between hair appointments, covering root growth with mascara is a great solution. Simply comb mascara over the areas of natural color seeping through, that you wish to disguise. Note: Only use this hack if you have dyed your hair black, otherwise the globs of inky mascara will boast negative results. Also, try to avoid situations in which hot guys will be running their fingers through your hair, because upon finding black streaks on their hands, they will likely become embittered toward you. (Personal experience may or may not have resulted in such an event.)

GETTING HIT ON AT WORK
Okay so when you read the title of this category, it seems like a good thing. Like yay, getting paid AND scoring a date, two birds with one stone! Right? Maybe this would be true if the guy hitting on you was 1. attractive, 2. interesting, 3. relatively close to your age. Unfortunately in my case, none of these applied. Let's put it this way, imagine the Gorton's Seafood man flirting with you while you ring up his wine glasses, and then don't change anything about that scenario. The dude was easily 30 years older than me, his discussion about how his daughter is my age was anything but interesting, and his breath smelled like my dog's. Yipes.

TAKING OUT YOUR EARRINGS AT NIGHT
We (women) always rave about the wonders of taking off our bras at night. And while I do enjoy taking off my bra and not feeling like I'm wearing a straight jacket anymore, I argue that there is a better feeling: taking out earrings before bed. Maybe it's just me and my intolerant ears, but trying to sleep with sharp baubles stabbing my skin is not my idea of relaxation. Don't even get me started about how painful it is to sleep with a cartilage earring. Not only will you get a better sleep without  having earrings jab at you, but it also gives you an excuse to purchase a cute little dish to keep on your nightstand to collect said earrings (read: torture devices) in. I selected a mini latte bowl in lavender purple from Anthropologie, and you'd be wise to do the same, considering they're on clearance and ADORABLE. (You're welcome, Anthro.)

    Well, that's about it for today's frivolity! Really no point to any of it, but then again, these are the things that make the days shorter and life happier, right? Things of substance are obviously important components in our experiences on this Earth, but I dare to argue that the light stuff is equally as crucial. I'm not an avid coffee drinker, so I may be totally off in this analogy, but bear with me here. I think of the substantial stuff in life as the liquid part of a cup of coffee-- steady, hearty, purposeful. I think of the light stuff in life as the foam that floats at the top of the mug-- airy, fun, playful. Together, the liquid and the foam work to create a great cup of coffee. On their own, they fail to have the same beloved results. Just as together, the substantial moments and the light moments work together to create a life worth living.


That was the total extent of this post's philosophy. Proud?


Frivolity, summed up in one painting: "The Swing" by Fragonard