'The 9 Douchiest Things John Mayer Has Ever Said'
On his crayon personality:
"Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation... so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type... I'm like, 'hey girl, magenta!' and she's like, 'oh, you mean purple!' and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, 'no - I want magenta!"
The other things he says are not so great- actually, it pretty much convinced me that he is, in fact, a douche. But my inner nerd giggled at the crayon analogy
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
kangaroo club fail
Yea, two posts in a day. I was far more excited to write this on the Metro ride home, but upon reading Freddy's leaking tampon incident...er, I mean, nosebleed, everything seems to pale in comparison. Nonetheless, here goes nothing.
As you may know, I recently purchased a fitness pass at GWU's gym as a means of forcing myself to attend classes. The drop-in rate is $6; a fitness pass for the semester is $72, so attending more than 12 classes means you will get a better deal. Monday nights after history = BOOT CAMP. No need to know what this entails except that I was still sore on Thursday last week. Classes are usually populated by the masses of Marc-Jacobs/Burberry/Frye-wearing idiots I like to call GWU undergraduates.
Part of the workout today included 3 minutes of jump rope. Unfortunately, there weren't enough jump ropes for everyone, so about a quarter of the class resorted to invisible jump roping (including myself). The instructor yells at us to begin, and so, sans jump rope, I hop to the beat of Rihanna. To my right, a girl in a cut-off tie-dye shirt looks at her jump rope cluelessly. She turns to her friend and hands her the jump rope. I see this happening across the room. Wtf is going on?
Friend starts jumping and immediately trips. Tries doing it with a double bounce, fails again. This seems to be a common occurrence amongst most of those posessing jump-ropes. Meanwhile, I am still bouncing along front-back, skip, side-to-side, humming Disturbia in my head, and trying not to keel over laughing from the ineptness of these girls. The looks on their faces...
I mean, didn't anyone participate in the Kangaroo Club in elementary school? There needs to be a grad school version of it; I'd rock that.
As you may know, I recently purchased a fitness pass at GWU's gym as a means of forcing myself to attend classes. The drop-in rate is $6; a fitness pass for the semester is $72, so attending more than 12 classes means you will get a better deal. Monday nights after history = BOOT CAMP. No need to know what this entails except that I was still sore on Thursday last week. Classes are usually populated by the masses of Marc-Jacobs/Burberry/Frye-wearing idiots I like to call GWU undergraduates.
Part of the workout today included 3 minutes of jump rope. Unfortunately, there weren't enough jump ropes for everyone, so about a quarter of the class resorted to invisible jump roping (including myself). The instructor yells at us to begin, and so, sans jump rope, I hop to the beat of Rihanna. To my right, a girl in a cut-off tie-dye shirt looks at her jump rope cluelessly. She turns to her friend and hands her the jump rope. I see this happening across the room. Wtf is going on?
Friend starts jumping and immediately trips. Tries doing it with a double bounce, fails again. This seems to be a common occurrence amongst most of those posessing jump-ropes. Meanwhile, I am still bouncing along front-back, skip, side-to-side, humming Disturbia in my head, and trying not to keel over laughing from the ineptness of these girls. The looks on their faces...
I mean, didn't anyone participate in the Kangaroo Club in elementary school? There needs to be a grad school version of it; I'd rock that.
lasik v. black hole
After spending $150 on contacts this morning (including a coupon for $22 off via code CRAZEONLYDEAL at Coastal Contacts), I began pondering how much of my parent's money (or health insurance money, I suppose) I have spent in the past 16 years of my life on vision related items- eye exams, contact exams (they are two separate exams, did you know), contacts, glasses, contact solution...and then contemplated the possibility of Lasik.
To put this in perspective:
- I have been wearing glasses since third grade (age 8?); contacts since sixth grade (age 12?). Up until age 18, I had exams every year; since then, every two years.
- Let's say eye exams are $50, contact lens exams are $75. Just for exams up until now the cost would be:
o Eye exam only (age 8-12, 4 years) = $200
o Eye + contact exam (age 12-18, 6 years) = $750
o Eye + contact exam (since age 18, twice) = $250
o So $1200 just in exam fees
- Now glasses…and contacts….
o Ok. There’s too many calculations involved. NEXT
Let’s just say I spend $300 a year on contact lenses. If Lasik costs $3000 (I know there is cheaper out there, but I’m just overestimating a little because the cheaper ‘specials’ on Lasik tend to be new doctors that aren’t necessarily reliable), this will yield margins of return in 10 years. Which seems like a long time and perhaps not worth the investment, until you think about the span and duration to which you use your eyes.
To put this in perspective:
- I have been wearing glasses since third grade (age 8?); contacts since sixth grade (age 12?). Up until age 18, I had exams every year; since then, every two years.
- Let's say eye exams are $50, contact lens exams are $75. Just for exams up until now the cost would be:
o Eye exam only (age 8-12, 4 years) = $200
o Eye + contact exam (age 12-18, 6 years) = $750
o Eye + contact exam (since age 18, twice) = $250
o So $1200 just in exam fees
- Now glasses…and contacts….
o Ok. There’s too many calculations involved. NEXT
Let’s just say I spend $300 a year on contact lenses. If Lasik costs $3000 (I know there is cheaper out there, but I’m just overestimating a little because the cheaper ‘specials’ on Lasik tend to be new doctors that aren’t necessarily reliable), this will yield margins of return in 10 years. Which seems like a long time and perhaps not worth the investment, until you think about the span and duration to which you use your eyes.
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