Emotional Eater

Yesterday started off well, but ended with two of my least favorite projects popping back into my life, and requiring serious amounts of irritating busy work...so it won't even feel productive to work on them again. Plus, you know, I remembered that LOST would be a repeat after being excited about it all day.

I probably looked like one of those cartoon characters in a foul mood, with a little black cloud floating around my head, when I arrived home. I headed towards the mailbox, and what do I see?

With a sticker on it from Cupcake Royale. Why yes, yes I would take candy from a stranger.

Kidding. It was from a friend (and labeled). I go up the front steps, and there's another box. A bigger box. This one says iGourmet.com on the side.

This one's a bazillion times better than the cupcake I was already mawing down on...because it contained a pound and a half of specialty CHEESE. Christine wins the Livejasmin prize for most awesome Christmas present, because I'm going to get three more pounds of the stuff over the next three months.

In case you need some explanation, the way most women feel about chocolate? That's me. With cheese. This month's selection had three Beemster cheeses in it...and I ate about half of the 1/2 pound of Vlakaas cheese last night. I'm rationing the other two.

Going Eminem

Last night, I decided to sleep sans medication. Well, technically, sans pill-form medication. I mean, I'd had practically/maybe more than a bottle of wine (oh hush, it was a long day), since Sunday's my TV night. I began with Annie Hall, and continued straight through Extreme Makeover: Home Edition (shut up, it's the one thing I watch weekly that makes me weep), Family Guy, American Dad (I need a filler for this half hour...but it was surprisingly funny this week), and Grey's Anatomy.

So by the time the quint died on G's A, I figured I was tipsy enough to just crash, right?

Oh, so, so wrong.

Around 2:30AM, after much lying in bed, staring at the walls, thinking, "I'll fall asleep....now! I mean....now! Wait.....now!" I gave up, weeping (for the second time in a day, woo, record), and took my lovely sleepy friends.

Only now, I'm like the walking dead, because that totally wasn't the required 8 hours I'm supposed to devote to sleep when taking them.

Fuck that. Not doing it again. I'll keep my Jasminlive addiction, thank you very much.

Movin' on Up!

The majority of our move is over! Of course, the old apartment still has to be cleaned (bleh) and our last few things moved out... shouldn't take more than a car load to do that, though.

There's a lovely little Thai place a block down from us, where I'm sure I'll be eating from all the time. Mmm.

Not much else as far as news goes... we have no television or internet (I'm at work now) until Friday, which is a relief in a way, because I'm not sucked into watching depressing news.

I feel like I'm selfish for not wanting to ruin my own mental and physical health by watching the livesexchat news. I feel like it's my duty as a human being to stay informed and care, but I just can't do it. So I'm glad I don't have TV.

I'm really bitter that my Sims game won't work, though. I put in the CD, and nothing ever happens. Even when I select it from the menu. I haven't played in a while, sure, but it's annoying that when I want to play, I can't. Boo.

My only source of internet fun is through my cell phone... which I recently figured out supports AOL Instant Messenger. Too bad I left my charger at the old apartment, so I can't play on it more often.

Radcliffe's List of 100 Best Novels

There are quite a few books left off this list that make me sad... like Reb said, no Twain! Where's Fahrenheit 451 by Bradbury? Where's Gulliver's Travels by Swift? Crime and Punishment? The Stranger? I'm sure I'll think of more as the day goes on... and a lot of these, I hesitated on, but if I can't remember outright if I read them or not, I didn't cross them out. What's funny is that I've read a lot of other books by these authors, but not necessarily those on this list.

Pretty sad for an English Lit. major, don't you think? Time to get cracking. Plus, if I counted movies I've seen (hehe) I could cross a bunch more off the list!!

1. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald

2. The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger

3. The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck

4. To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee

5. The Color Purple by Alice Walker

6. Ulysses by James Joyce

7. Beloved by Toni Morrison

8. The Lord of the Flies by William Golding

9. 1984 by George Orwell

10. The Sound and the Fury by William Faulkner

11. Lolita by Vladmir Nabokov

12. Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck

13. Charlotte's Web by E.B. White

14. A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce

15. Catch-22 by Joseph Heller

16. Brave New World by Aldous Huxley

17. Animal Farm by George Orwell

18. The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway

19. As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner

20. A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway

21. Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad

22. Winnie-the-Pooh by A.A. Milne

23. Their Eyes are Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston (isn't it WERE, not ARE?)

24. Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison

25. Song of Solomon by Toni Morrison

26. Gone with the Wind by Margaret Mitchell

27. Native Son by Richard Wright

28. One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest by Ken Kesey

29. Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut

30. For Whom the Bell Tolls by Ernest Hemingway

31. On the Road by Jack Kerouac

32. The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway

33. The Call of the Wild by Jack London

34. To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf

35. Portrait of a Lady by Henry James

36. Go Tell it on the Mountain by James Baldwin

37. The World According to Garp by John Irving

38. All the King's Men by Robert Penn Warren

39. A Room with a View by E.M. Forster

40. The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien

41. Schindler's List by Thomas Keneally

42. The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton

43. The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand

44. Finnegans Wake by James Joyce

45. The Jungle by Upton Sinclair

46. Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf

47. The Wonderful Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum

48. Lady Chatterley's Lover by D.H. Lawrence

49. A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess

50. The Awakening by Kate Chopin

51. My Antonia by Willa Cather

52. Howards End by E.M. Forster

53. In Cold Blood by Truman Capote

54. Franny and Zooey by J.D. Salinger

55. The Satanic Verses by Salman Rushdie

56. Jazz by Toni Morrison

57. Sophie's Choice by William Styron

58. Absalom, Absalom! by William Faulkner

59. A Passage to India by E.M. Forster

60. Ethan Frome by Edith Wharton

61. A Good Man Is Hard to Find by Flannery O'Connor

62. Tender Is the Night by F. Scott Fitzgerald

63. Orlando by Virginia Woolf

64. Sons and Lovers by D.H. Lawrence

65. Bonfire of the Vanities by Tom Wolfe

66. Cat's Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut (perhaps my favorite book of all time)

67. A Separate Peace by John Knowles

68. Light in August by William Faulkner

69. The Wings of the Dove by Henry James

70. Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe

71. Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier

72. A Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams

73. Naked Lunch by William S. Burroughs

74. Brideshead Revisited by Evelyn Waugh

75. Women in Love by D.H. Lawrence

76. Look Homeward, Angel by Thomas Wolfe

77. In Our Time by Ernest Hemingway

78. The Autobiography of Alice B. Tokias by Gertrude Stein

79. The Maltese Falcon by Dashiell Hammett

80. The Naked and the Dead by Norman Mailer

81. Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys

82. White Noise by Don DeLillo

83. O Pioneers! by Willa Cather

84. Tropic of Cancer by Henry Miller

85. The War of the Worlds by H.G. Wells

86. Lord Jim by Joseph Conrad

87. The Bostonians by Henry James

88. An American Tragedy by Theodore Dreiser

89. Death Comes for the Archbishop by Willa Cather

90. The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame

91. This Side of Paradise by F. Scott Fitzgerald

92. Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand

93. The French Lieutenant's Woman by John Fowles

94. Babbitt by Sinclair Lewis

95. Kim by Rudyard Kipling

96. The Beautiful and the Damned by F. Scott Fitzgerald

97. Rabbit, Run by John Updike

98. Where Angels Fear to Tread by E.M. Forster

99. Main Street by Sinclair Lewis

100. Midnight's Children by Salman Rushdie

This week just doesn't feel right. Not sure why.

Tonight we start moving into our new place! I'll take photos, but it's going to be a rainy weekend, plus the fact that they're redoing the siding on the building (water damage last year) so you can't see out the big picture window. Oh well.

I'm very excited. After getting into a screaming match with a telephone guy yesterday, everything's set up for us to get our internet, cable, and phones installed. Our mail is forwarded, and I feel on top of everything.

Jay spilled bleach (sprayed is more like it... little droplets) on our tan carpet. I'm trying to think of a way to cover up the spots...I had the brilliant idea of using foundation (make-up, for you guys), since I'm very pale, the stuff I have is the lightest color you can get. I tried it, but it's too orange (never thought that would be possible... I'm as white as a ghost). Any other good ideas? They'll probably steam clean the carpet, so I need something that'll stick.