Monday, May 31, 2010

Thoughts on Carrie Bradshaw

So late yesterday afternoon, I arrived home from visiting le boyfriend in Santa Cruz. I was tired, I was bored and I was fighting both a migraine and allergies from Hell. Needless to say, I was not in the mood to tackle my to-do list (see previous post). Instead, noticing a copy of Sex and the City: The Movie, laying on our coffee table, I decided to pop it in. And began watching. And noticed this:

Carrie Bradshaw makes life look so easy.

Sure, she has Mr. Big issues, but really? Life doesn't suck too much if you are Carrie Bradshaw.

First of all, she is a super successful writer who writes not so brilliant books/columns, but us as viewers are suppose to find them to be brilliant/revolutionary. Most of the time she has the most random analogies. Are men really like a pair of designer shoes? Also, she can afford Manolo Blahniks on her freelance writer's salary. Uh, huh. If this were reality, I would be going to grad school for journalism in the Fall.

Secondly, she wears pearl necklaces to bed. And her bra. And I'm pretty sure she wears makeup too. I cannot pull this off. I like to comfortable when I sleep. Also, I don't own a pearl necklace.

Thirdly, she has a group of four, rich and fabulous girl friends who can fly her to Abu Dhabi at a moments notice. To live in a world of that much fabulousity? Does it even exist outside of movies and "reality" TV?

Maybe, life is easy for her because she is fifty? She's got it figured out. She's fifty and she still acts like a twenty something. Which is confusing for those who are actually twenty something.

I'm confused. But I still love Sex and the City.
And "reality TV." I can't bash either without feeling like a hypocrite.
AND I want these!

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

O, Paper Week.


Which means two things:

1. Finals Week is approaching.
2. (MY) Graduation will follow.

As I'm a bit too stressed /busy/ anxious to write a full blown post, I thought I'd post another list. There is something assuring about listing---it calms me down a bit. In fact, I just discovered a great site called

Here's a look a current list of mine that I just put up. Coincidently, it is composed of everything I must do (academia wise) before I can touch my diploma.

Thursday, May 20, 2010


I love lists. In fact, I think that if I ever did pursue a post bachelor degree it would be in Library Science. Yes, I know that there is more to it than just organized lists, but whatever. I love lists. Everyone around me knows this is true. Especially the strangers who sit next to me in lecture. If lecture gets boring, I find this an opportune time to either start doodling ( I doodle the weirdest things...) or make a list. In fact, I did this today during Developmental Pysch and Victorian Lit:

I want to do the following things next year:

-reteach myself to sew
-go dancing in Sac
-get a library card from the bibliotecha de Davis
-join a gym or find a yoga class
-learn how to trim my own bangs
-actually write in my blog/tumblr
-live the dorm life vicariously through my 18 year old brother....(another post for another time)
-buy a plant for my room and keep it alive
-learn how a "deal" with preparing raw meat (Explanation: my roommate is Vegetarian, and I try to respect that and consequencely haven't touched raw meat in forever)

So, that's the list.

More on that later.

Monday, May 3, 2010

The Post Where Lindsey Spends A lot

Still suffering from senioritis. I can't concentrate. I can't do much at all. I've decided that I am bored with all things school. And I've decided that my status as a Senior means that I have mastered school, which explains the boredom. This is what I'm telling myself.

This weekend I took a break from my psuedo stressful life and went to visit my boyfriend in Santa Cruz. Yes, I have a boyfriend in SC. Yes, that means I'm in a long distance relationship. Yes, that means another post for another day.

Anyways, it was a wonderful weekend. We swung down to Berkeley to pick up our friend and headed on to San Fran. There is something so freeing about spontaneous roadtripping. Also, the Parking Gods were on our side this weekend, as we did not have to pay a single penny for parking in Berkeley or San Fran. Thank you wonderful person who left us a three hour parking stub in the ticket vendor. Thank you random street in SF that has no parking limitations (we all got out and read the sign--we couldn't believe it either!).

The above made (both paragraph and picture) me very happy, because I spent a little too much this weekend. Not a lot, but just a little more than I typically do. But gas, and overpriced tourist clam chowder and the Santa Cruz Diner add up.

And to top it off, I went out again tonight. (You may get the notion that I don't eat out much because I tend to complain when I do--you're right.) However, tonight was special; I had dinner with my new roomies. Tonight, I had the pleasure of dinning with four UC girls. I'm kind of excited about next year because they seem like they are outgoing and fun. My current roommates are really sweet but extremely studious, which sometimes makes for boring conversation and boring Friday nights. (Currently, my roomate is reading outloud to herself in French) Hopefully, they will be a good balance of crazy fun and quiet nights at home. And hopefully I'll learn a new language because all four are billingual.

I have my Food Science and Folklore midterm tomorrow, so I'm praying that it goes well. I just filled in my dry erase calendar for this month, and realized that May is going to be a bit....full.

Like my stomach. Mmmm. Chocolate bunny from Easter. I may have had the will power to save it, but not the will power to stop once I'm eating it.