That was cheesy. So in all seriousness, this is what is filling my brain just now:
- Doctor Who "Journey to the Center of the TARDIS" episode
- Bogey le boyfran is in town because he is taking patient physicals and histories for his second week of med school exams over at the downtown hospital (he normally lives in Bloomington, IN, one of the 8 or 9 IU Medical School campuses in Indiana. But I won't bore you with that). But having him around for Sunday and Monday is making our soon-to-be-living-together-situation feel like a reality.
- We realized earlier today that we've been saying "when we live together next year" but suddenly, it's here, and in fact "when we live together in 2 or 3 weeks..." WHOA.
- I'm wearing a dress with anchors on it.
- Did I mention Doctor Who
- Animorphs books
- Too much Tumblr
- 1 exam, 1 giant research paper, and a fiction portfolio
- Target has everything I want and need
- My cat has too much hair. I can't touch her without getting a handful of gray fur
- Dr. Pepper is delightful
- Studying for my history of rock and roll exam
- Watching Supernatural is like studying for my rock and roll exam, right?
- My own stories
- I'm watching Lost Girl and really enjoying it
- YouTube steals hours of my day
- grilled cheeses
- Greek food
- Friends with Chron's disease
- Friends with psychologically abusive boyfriends
- Guy friends are the best friends sometimes
- Not having a car
- Seeing sunlight for the first time in what feels like a week or more
- Almost there
OH AND I WAS EMAILED ABOUT A JOB INTERVIEW!
So generally, this is how I function:
I get up, shove contacts in my eyes, judge my hair, and usually don't feed myself. My cat meows at me to be pet, but I have other stuff I need to do so I throw a pencil for her to play with, but she'd unimpressed.
I usually sit in front of the computer to see what the weather is like, but depending on what day it is, I might have time to check Facebook... or Tumblr. And if I get on Tumblr, I'm never leaving, basically. It's the black hole of my time. I could sit on there for hours reblogging things and not making my blog personalized at all. YouTube too. Another black hole of time. Once in awhile I'll do something productive, but not until 1 or 2 hours has passed.
When 1 or 2 hours has been sucked away from my life just like the machine they use on Westley in Princess Bride, I might finally get dressed and attempt to style my hair and put on makeup. Failing at the hair, I'll spend more time on makeup. Sometimes I stare at my clothes for 10 minutes wondering why I can't whip something cute out of my imagination. I usually end up wearing a Target V-neck tee and skinny jeans. All winter, I wore my brown combat boots. It's a good thing it's spring now though, because I'm out of socks. Flip-flops full-steam ahead!
If I have homework to do, I generally don't get it done unless I leave the house. I am describing one of those days. My other days during this last semester consisted of anything from 8-13 hour days from Tuesday-Friday. Mondays I couldn't get work hours and had no classes. It was so weird. And yet so enjoyable.
It's finals week now, so I should be highlighting my research paper resources, possibly typing up some paragraphs, etc, etc. But this just sounded more fun. And I was overdue for a post anyways.
I changed the blog title again. I'm hoping to keep it this. I wanted to invoke hope and forward-thinking and future and all that bullcrap. Successful? I hope!
Today is different. Today, the Bogey will return from his exams about now-time and we might go running out in the spring air down Mass Ave., where trendy people drink coffee at Starbucks and buy trinkets at trendy little gift shops and Global Gifts and drink craft beer and eat good bar-food outside under umbrellas... And then we will shower and then we will eat ourselves. Being a med students, he hasn't has much time this year for television. Although he did finish Lost, much to his surprise and joy. I have been bugging this man to watch Doctor Who for a year now, since my rapid induction into full-formed Whovian last summer (I watched seasons 4-6 in one week. Contributing factors to this were I had no internet and my friend burned them on DVDs for me to watch at home. I watch season 3 in 2 weeks on public computers at school. It was a little mind-boggling. Oh, and ALL THE FEELS). (Had to say it.) (Because it's true.)
And what did he tell me the other day? That he started watching some of season one with Rose and Nine all on his own! We watched some more over the weekend too. I have to say, one of my favorite things is sharing books and TV shows that I love with others. I want them to love the things as much as I do--so it'd hard when they don't sometimes. But, oh it just feels so good when they do! I got Bogey to watch the first 5 seasons of Supernatural and the first season of Buffy and now he's on Doctor Who. I'll take it all.
I'd say I belong to a lot of fandoms. What a strange concept--only because our generation is the first to do it. In the past, they existed, but weren't defined so factually as they are now. Or maybe they were just called fan clubs. Now there's so much, they have a fan-kingdom (lol). I grew up with Harry Potter. I was the same age as him for a few years. I even got the fifth book when I was in England when I was 14 going on 15. Then there was Supernatural, and then BBC took over the world--Sherlock, Doctor Who's revival, Skins, Misfits, on and on and on... Those are just the ones I watch. Tumblr and other sites have certainly facilitated fandom-making, but all of this is not what's strange to me. What's strange, and incredibly exciting and amazing, is the fact that it's COOL to like this stuff now. I used to be mercilessly teased for reading books, liking Harry Potter, still owning my Animorphs books (admittedly, my friends still tease me about that, but now I don't care!), watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Dragonball Z with my brothers and on and on... everything cool now, I was teased for back then--granted I didn't have the best of friends, but that's a vat of worms right there. I take to heart what John Green so famously stated once:
“…because nerds like us are allowed to be unironically enthusiastic about stuff… Nerds are allowed to love stuff, like jump-up-and-down-in-the-chair-can’t-control-yourself love it. Hank, when people call people nerds, mostly what they’re saying is ‘you like stuff.’ Which is just not a good insult at all. Like, ‘you are too enthusiastic about the miracle of human consciousness’.”
I just wish I'd heard that when I was 14 and feeling like shit for liking what I liked. It's all in the past now of course, but I can't help wishing he'd been around when I was small because I needed to hear that. I suppose I've heard it now, and kids are hearing it now, and I'll be telling my kids about it--about how it's okay to LOVE things even if everyone else doesn't. I'm not talking he should start stealing other people's things or hotwiring cars or teasing the bullies back to make them feel like crap too, because he thinks it's fun, but you know what I mean.
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