i'm back. again.

britney's back bitches!
so my updating has been raaawther splotchy over that last year or so. infact if you go back three or four posts, you will see a drunken promise to run the new york city marathon.
next sunday, november 7th, i will in fact be running. running seems a bit arrogant though... it's so exclusionary of the walking i might be doing. i like the word participating a bit more.

and a short series of updates.
i cut off my hair once i realized it wasn't quite as attractive as i had imagined. don't get me wrong i have nice hair... but there is something about having shaggy hair and a body on the pudgier side of awkward that gets you mistaken as a women from the rear by french tourists. true story.

i quit my job, got a new job, and then decided i wanted my old job back. and sort of got it back. more on that later.

so to be concise.
1. running the marathon.
2. lost a bit of weight training for said marathon.
3. grew my hair out really long to then realize i didn't like it that much and short hair is ultimately more comfortable and flattering.
4. quit my job.
5. got a new job.
6. quit that job.
7. got my old job back.

my parents are really proud of me.

asian?

i know that the amount of readers this blog gets is barely out of the single digits, but for some reason all of my comments are in some asian script. whaaat? i'm going to start telling people i'm big in japan.

wednesday matinees

the ladies who come to the restaurant for an unlimited pasta lunch before going to see the jersey boys make me realize why women have been subjugated for thousands of years.

i have a hard time keeping what i'm thinking off of my face

which is why i get a lot of homeless people telling me to smile. when i'm having a bad day it's SO difficult to keep a smile going. i'm going to start telling people that i have bell's palsy when they ask what's wrong.

and i'm back, hopefully i'll stick with it

i forgot about you. well not really. i kept thinking i should write something and post it... and then i would get really drunk, or take a walk, or go to dinner, or fall asleep, or watch some dreadful on the television... or any combination of the above and completely forget my task.
i could give excuses; like the battery on my computer died two months ago and i've been much too lazy/busy/apathetic to go get a new one, or that my phone is just too small to do any real typing on, or that nothing truly interesting has been happening in the last five months. but i think people only like excuses when they are excusing themselves. i have to go to the toilet.

happy new year and more about my hair

it's 2010 and i'm still trying to become a long hair. i had it cut yesterday, or "shaped" as my mother would say. and i'm not gonna lie... it's looking great. but that comparatively... it had been so long since i'd been to the hairdresser that i had a lot of feathery hair going on and was not far from looking like an early kristy mcnicol.

now, according to the czech coat check, i look "like elvis pressley... not in bad way".

afterwards i got drunk and said i'll run it next year.

i watched the marathon this weekend with some friends in long island city. i was really surprised at how much fun i had shouting encouragement to all the runners. who knew that being nice to strangers was so rewarding? lots of the runners wrote their names on their shirts so you could call out to specific people.
"GO CAROLYNE!" i yell.
carolyne turns her head while running and replies, "it's caroline... but thank you anyways."

and that really irks me.
first of all, just say thank you or ignore me completely.
second, if you want people to call you caroline don't spell your name with a "y".