random thoughts

instead of covering the time since my last entry neatly, I will belie all of our intelligence and post some random rubbish that occurred to me these past weeks. I have done serious stuff too, don’t worry.

• why do lonely singles on tv always sleep on one side of their king sized beds only? such a waste of space, and unnecessarily depressing.
• I miss “studio 60”. it suited my smartass-ness. that’s probably why it was cancelled.
• why do I always forget to not buy broccoli? it turns yellow in my fridge after a week and I throw it away.
• I must never again forget to eat right befor a 3 hour show. the low blood sugar adds a quality to the performance that scares me.
• why is it such work to turn an idea into an object?
• my word of the week has to be YIRGACHEFFE. it’s just so cool.
• when I have to cry on stage, I find it much easier when my eyes (or the adjacent area, that is) are wet. it works both ways, either the first tear starts the whole thing, or (as in the current case) someone pours water over my head. as soon as my cheeks feel this, the waterworks begin. sense memory, I guess. weird.
• I do not eat enough vegetables. (see broccoli)
• when I sweat at the gym, I sweat a perfectly shaped heart upon my chest.
• the oscars were close to boring this year. the whole “we-are-just-normal-people” attitude is somehow besides the point.
• my blog has now officially reached a new mark: completely pointless. I don’t care, though.
• I bought a cool asian cookbook today and realized I won’t be able to buy about 70% of the required ingredients in this city.
• my vocal coach is brilliant. she just knows how it is done, man.
• cutting your own hair is not smart. there is a reason why people learn this. plus, you can never see your own back of your head. which is a good thing if you have just cut a hole in there.
• I have never kissed an asian girl.
• I went through a “200 things you have to do befor you die” list today. 80% I don’t care about, 20% I have already done. what now? I don’t have a list of my own, I guess. except for: try not to get hit by a bus while probably worrying about being listless.
• the flowers I bought today did not quite turn my living room into the hoped for catalogue neatness. they are barely visible behind the mess.
• whenever I cook pasta, I make sure that there is no little noodle left behind and stuck to the pot. I keep thinking of the ear in the wind that once saw sunlight befor it was turned into this penne, and I cannot stand the thought of it living its life in vain. same goes for any kind of anything, really. there is probably a diagnosis for that.
• when a. told me how the weightwatchers motto was something like “you can start tomorrow”, I knew the concept would never work well for me in the end.
• I stumbled upon a young Irish singer/songwriter guy online named eamon brady. I quite liked his music and emailed him. he wrote back. now we’re both happy.
• synaesthesia is wonderful. I hid it in elementary school, when I realized the other kids found it weird to compare the colours of the numbers. but today, I recommend everyone to give it a try. for me, thursday is a drinking glass with a whelk shell inside. and brown.
• i you haven’t done it before, go on youtube and search “hugh laurie america”. it will make you belive in the good again.
• rereading this post, I realize I need to be more active. see ya.