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Snap out of it!

By concerts, condo, employment, hot lead singers of bands, music, not ruling at life 2 Comments

I feel so old and boring. I went on a business trip to Kansas City this week for the TranSystems marketing conference, and now I’m exhausted. Tom asked me to go out for a few drinks last night, but I took a bath and started reading The Blind Assassin instead. I can’t even remember the last time I went out on a Thursday. Hell, I can’t even remember the last time I went out on a weekend.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I’m bored or anything, and I’ve been very productive. It’s just that I find myself doing more old-people activities than partying – like cooking, decorating and going to Homearama by myself (and enjoying it). Homearama is an event in Hampton Roads put on by the Tidewater Builders Association where you tour a bunch of super-expensive, custom-built, decorated homes. It was very overwhelming.

Speaking of Homearama, I saw the most amazing zebra-print barstools while I was touring the houses in Suffolk on Sunday. They’re actually barstool-height, upholstered chairs. I asked the interior decorator of House #14 where she found them and stopped to purchase two on my way home. They’re so money. They look absolutely awesome in my place. Owning a condo involves a lot of shopping.

Shopping, shopping, shopping. I really need to cut back on the shopping. I have recently bought a few pairs of gorgeous shoes and a bunch of cute dresses and other party clothes, but since I’m being boring and I never go out…

I really need to spend less money on clothes and furniture and more on beer and rock concerts.

Because of this, I am making a pact to have an exciting weekend. I’m going to put forth some effort and find something to do tonight, and tomorrow night is the Aerosmith concert – so half my work is done. Perhaps I’ll even have some people over to tailgate on my new barstools before the show, since the Amphitheater is a bunch of dumb bitches that don’t let you drink in the parking lot.

And in case you’re wondering, yes, I will be wearing my Aerosmith thong to the concert tomorrow night.

(P.S. I have to tag this entry with “hot lead singers of bands” based solely on the fact that any person who remains a rockstar for as long as Steven Tyler has deserves to be classified as “hot” no matter how old he is.)

Putting Off Packing

By birthdays, boys, condo, food, life-changing purchases, music, packing, roommates, shopping 4 Comments

I’m supposed to be packing (Did I mention I bought I condo? Probably not since I currently suck at updating the LJ.), but I have no boxes and my apartment is a mess because Tom is the most disgusting roommate I have ever had. (I can say that because I tell him to his face.) Tom went out of town for a week and left the trash overflowing, a bunch of dirty dishes in the sink, and a week-old Kentucky Fried Chicken container full of congealed mashed potatoes and chicken bones on the counter. That is so gross.

Anyway, yeah, Kristina and I bought a condo together. (I know. We fucking rock.) It’s awesome. Tom’s not going to be allowed over. Just kidding.

It’s on the third floor, it has cathedral ceilings, and it has two bathrooms, which means I get my own bathroom for the first time ever. Well, for the first time since my brother was born in 1985. He was actually born exactly 21 years ago tomorrow in 1985. I guess that means I should say, “Happy 21st Birthday, Stephen! Get wasted!”

Right, the condo. It’s at Hilltop. It’s near Panera and Border’s and the new Qdoba that’s being built on Laskin Road. Qdoba is amazing. I had it once at Short Hills Mall. Amazing. There’s also one in the Seattle airport, but the line was too long, so I didn’t get to eat at that one. I went to Seattle for my cousin’s wedding.

Sorry – where was I? The condo also (obviously) has two bedrooms – one for me and one for Kristina. Hers is going to be white with brown accent walls. Mine is going to be green. I hate painting.

I painted my bathroom. I painted it three different colors. It’s gold on the bottom and light blue on the top with a dark brown stripe separating the two. It’s interesting. I always love it when I’m looking at it, but whenever I picture it in my head, I think, “Why did I go and paint my bathroom all weird and shit?” It’s cool though. Seriously. Everyone thinks it’s cool. (Except for Tom, but he’s not allowed over anyway.)

I really wanted to find a dark brown shelf or cabinet for the bathroom. I found one at Target. Chris helped me put it together. I thought it was awesome. Then Tara came over and said it was too big. So, I went to Bed, Bath & Beyond and bought a cabinet that’s a little lighter brown. I lugged it upstairs all by myself (three floors, remember?), put it together, brought it into the bathroom and decided I liked the first shelf better. I brought it back into my room, took it all apart, put it back in the box, struggled downstairs with it, and put it in my trunk. I went to Bed, Bath & Beyond to return it with Tara. When I opened the trunk and she saw it, she said, “That would look awesome in your room!” She was right, so I sighed and closed the trunk. It’s still in there. I guess I’m eventually going to bring it all the way back upstairs and put it back together. Busy tomorrow?

Okay. I’m going to go pack something. So far, my attempt at packing has involved going through my CD collection and deciding it’s finally time to get rid of Drew’s Famous Party Music, Ace of Base, Ricky Martin, The Jock Jam single, and also Drew’s Famous Party Music Volume 2 along with several others. I also threw everything from the bathroom cabinet into a box and spent a half hour in the hot tub with Rich. Oh, and I took out the trash. That’s pretty good, right?