1. I mildly went to the post office and bought a money order! I just feel like they are so much safer than checks because even if the person doesn't cash it right away, IT'S OUT OF YOUR BANK ACCOUNT RIGHT NOW. Float on through the mail, little money order. Float on to your new home. MILD INSANITY.
2. I got really excited about the possibility of seeing the Raincoats for the SECOND TIME IN MY LIFE. Not mild at all except for the fact that I could see someone referring to them as "mild punk rock".
3. I wrote a "letter to the editor" type email calling a business owner on her sh*t for mildly assuming all her clients are straight. (She had sent a mildly annoying mass email that was titled "Forward to your boyfriend/hubby!") I didn't actually care because it was on such a low level of anything that I almost couldn't be bothered, BUT...why not mildly call someone out on their hetero-normative assumptions!
4. One of my best friends thinks I am obsessed with Jiffy Lube thanks to that last blog entry. MAYBE JIFFY LUBE IS A MILD GIRL'S CAR'S BEST FRIEND, OK!
5. I SIGNED UP FOR IMPROV CLASSES!!! What. Mild comedy to ensue. Will keep you posted. But basically it came down to wanting to spend my money on classes that might actually boost my confidence and writing ability versus a conference that might just make me join a cult. Kidding. KIND OF.
6. THIS
You're mildly welcome.
7. OK and this too.
I know. I KNOW.
8. Is mildly surprised that any close friend of mine had to ask me which ex that Onion article was referencing yesterday. Not to mildly insult 99% of my ex's, but there was only one mildly HUGE relationship in my life thus far. #MildlyPersonalConfessions
9. Is so mild, not only couldn't I get into the NATURAL HISTORY MUSEUM, but I was TOO TIRED to go see the dude from STORYCORPS at Skylight Books. I seriously had to buy a coffee at 5:15pm on the way home to MAKE IT WITHOUT FALLING ASLEEP. Just plain MILD.
10. I think this woman is my mild hero:
Mildly the best,
Cathy
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February 3, 2012
February 2, 2012
On the second mild day without Facebook...
1. I had an amazing 1.5 hour convo with my astrologer. Her name is Rosie and she lives in Washington state. You can talk to her over the phone from wherever you are. I actually found her through my former boss who was given advice to QUIT her job (!) and assured she would be OK on her next life journey. She was/is OK. Rosie's that kind of astrologer. She makes you feel assured what you're thinking is going to pan out...or not. Rosie tells it how it mildly is.
2. After sending some friends links to yesterday's blog, I learned that one of them (Jamie, I'm looking at you!) had previously thought about making a life-without-Facebook blog. Yeah, that means I'm mildly unoriginal, but so what. Here's Jamie as a kid, mildly rocking Mariah Carey's SOMEDAY:
3. I got REALLY excited about NEPTUNE GOING INTO PISCES TOMORROW. Mild.
4. I had some mild sadness for child actors.
5. THE ONION wrote that I am "married now." And yes, by un-cloaking my anonymous-ness there, I am also un-cloaking MY MILD INSANITY. (That ex and I are totally still friends by the mild way!)
6. My friend, Kate wrote this beautiful blog entry about teaching art to kids in Africa. Mildly INSPIRING.
7. I realized that I am even too mild for the Natural History Museum tomorrow, as the show I intended on going to is MILDLY SOLD OUT.
8. I learned that on little sleep, I can be TMI with the barista. TOO MILD OF INFORMATION!!! You know you love me, Cafecito Organico!
9. I had an awesome phone catch up with a mildly wonderful lady friend who might come to visit me from out of town this weekend. I actually said to her "You shouldn't come on Saturday night, but Sunday morning instead. I don't want you to be let down by my Saturday night MILDNESS." Seriously people, plan ahead--I am not a party animal anymore.
10. The Mild Award Of The Day goes to how truly happy it made me to get my oil changed today. Mildly responsible adult after years of being "the baby" in the family. Yeah, I admitted it.
Always mild,
Cathy
2. After sending some friends links to yesterday's blog, I learned that one of them (Jamie, I'm looking at you!) had previously thought about making a life-without-Facebook blog. Yeah, that means I'm mildly unoriginal, but so what. Here's Jamie as a kid, mildly rocking Mariah Carey's SOMEDAY:
3. I got REALLY excited about NEPTUNE GOING INTO PISCES TOMORROW. Mild.
4. I had some mild sadness for child actors.
5. THE ONION wrote that I am "married now." And yes, by un-cloaking my anonymous-ness there, I am also un-cloaking MY MILD INSANITY. (That ex and I are totally still friends by the mild way!)
6. My friend, Kate wrote this beautiful blog entry about teaching art to kids in Africa. Mildly INSPIRING.
7. I realized that I am even too mild for the Natural History Museum tomorrow, as the show I intended on going to is MILDLY SOLD OUT.
8. I learned that on little sleep, I can be TMI with the barista. TOO MILD OF INFORMATION!!! You know you love me, Cafecito Organico!
9. I had an awesome phone catch up with a mildly wonderful lady friend who might come to visit me from out of town this weekend. I actually said to her "You shouldn't come on Saturday night, but Sunday morning instead. I don't want you to be let down by my Saturday night MILDNESS." Seriously people, plan ahead--I am not a party animal anymore.
10. The Mild Award Of The Day goes to how truly happy it made me to get my oil changed today. Mildly responsible adult after years of being "the baby" in the family. Yeah, I admitted it.
Always mild,
Cathy
November 9, 2011
All the Mild Horses
Well, I'm back.
Sorry it took so long, but November has been off to a mildly busy start. I mean, mostly I've been listening to this song on repeat:
while pretending I am a teenage girl lovelorn for some older dude who doesn't give a sh*t about me, while I write poetry for my all-girls high school literary magazine. OH WAIT, I REALLY DID THAT. But while listening to punk rock.
I've been mildly sick with a cold, my third un-mild cold this year and today I didn't get out of my pajamas once and watched ONE episode of Grey's Anatomy. I mean, seriously. That's about as mildly productive as things got. Just kidding. I woke up at like 7am and went grocery shopping and then came home and passed out again. It was super weird--like I was faking out the day by running an errand that early and it didn't count as "leaving the house". Mild sigh. But I did venture out this week for acupuncture and cupping. Check out the mild marks on my back:
One of my friends who is mildly freaked out by skin irritation said those photos almost gave her hives. NO BIG DEAL. Um...mildly, I'm kind of an intense person sometimes.
Penelope Trunk is kind of my blogger-hero and she's having a BLOGGING BOOTCAMP. I want to sign up for it, but it's $200!
Is it mildly sad that that my second to last "end of things" with a person of the male persuasion can be concisely summed up in an episode of HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER called "The Slutty Pumpkin Returns"? No comment.
Makes sense. Katie Holmes seems pretty mild. Also, he didn't get her sense of humor. SO SAD. Um...not speaking from personal mild experience or anything.
So I'm pretty sure while walking to the park ALONE (of course) yesterday, I think the last person I had an "end of things" with DROVE PAST ME WITH HIS MOM! AND LOOKED THE OTHER WAY! There are so many mild things about this. It's like the WHERE'S WALDO of mildness except WALDO IS EVERYWHERE. And I seriously think that same dude DELETED ME FROM GOOGLE+. That's pretty much the most mild internet diss ever SINCE NO ONE POSTS THERE.
Mild sigh.
This is pretty great. Reminds me of the time an ex and I broke up at RED ROBIN.
Because nothing says "Our love is ending" like a hamburger being eaten in public. I remember crying when the waitress came to take our order. Mildly AWKWARD. And to be fair, we were eating veggie burgers. Nothing says "Our love is ending" like a VEGGIE BURGER.
It seems really mild of Drake to pick on Tumblr, but being as how I'm a Blogspot girl myself...DRAKE IS AMAZING.
Oh. I know it's mildly the middle of the week, but guess what I did last Friday night? Lets just it was T-G-I-MILD! I was given a raw pizza from work (it's a long story) that was so big it WOULDN'T FIT IN MY SINGLE-GIRL-BACHERETTE OVEN so I had to cut the raw pizza in half to which my co-worker responded upon my telling her:
"How do you cook for your sister wives in a mini oven???!?!"
What did she mean by sister wife, you ask? Well, check out the outfit I wore to work that day:
Mildly sister wife style 2011.
This week, I met my landlord for the first time even though I've lived in my apartment for a mild YEAR AND A HALF. He seriously came over while I was in pajamas in the middle of the day watching internet TV. My place was a mess and of course he was REALLY handsome or it's that thing where I'm hungry and every man looks like a sandwich. Kind of like how I was convinced my neighbor looked like Gerard Butler WHEN I WAS DRUNK. Anyway, it made me compile a list of inappropriate men to date:
Your landlord
Your doctor
Your student's parents
Your ex's best friend
A distant family member
Etc, etc.
Please feel free to mildly add to the list in the comments section.
This Kelly Oxford quote was pretty much my favorite thing today:
"FYI- If I die in the next few months, please know that I plan on coming back as Beyonce and Jay-Z's baby."
Because you all mildly liked the first film I ever made when I was 18, maybe you'll like the first VIDEO I ever made when I was 19:
I was hanging out with a fairly mild man this past weekend and he told me one of his best guy friends took his wife's last name. MILDLY IMPRESSIVE.
And on a final note, I seriously just text messaged a friend's older sister to arrange a time to PICK UP A TYPEWRITER I AM BORROWING.
Keepin' it mild style,
cdlc
Sorry it took so long, but November has been off to a mildly busy start. I mean, mostly I've been listening to this song on repeat:
while pretending I am a teenage girl lovelorn for some older dude who doesn't give a sh*t about me, while I write poetry for my all-girls high school literary magazine. OH WAIT, I REALLY DID THAT. But while listening to punk rock.
I've been mildly sick with a cold, my third un-mild cold this year and today I didn't get out of my pajamas once and watched ONE episode of Grey's Anatomy. I mean, seriously. That's about as mildly productive as things got. Just kidding. I woke up at like 7am and went grocery shopping and then came home and passed out again. It was super weird--like I was faking out the day by running an errand that early and it didn't count as "leaving the house". Mild sigh. But I did venture out this week for acupuncture and cupping. Check out the mild marks on my back:
One of my friends who is mildly freaked out by skin irritation said those photos almost gave her hives. NO BIG DEAL. Um...mildly, I'm kind of an intense person sometimes.
Penelope Trunk is kind of my blogger-hero and she's having a BLOGGING BOOTCAMP. I want to sign up for it, but it's $200!
Is it mildly sad that that my second to last "end of things" with a person of the male persuasion can be concisely summed up in an episode of HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER called "The Slutty Pumpkin Returns"? No comment.
Makes sense. Katie Holmes seems pretty mild. Also, he didn't get her sense of humor. SO SAD. Um...not speaking from personal mild experience or anything.
So I'm pretty sure while walking to the park ALONE (of course) yesterday, I think the last person I had an "end of things" with DROVE PAST ME WITH HIS MOM! AND LOOKED THE OTHER WAY! There are so many mild things about this. It's like the WHERE'S WALDO of mildness except WALDO IS EVERYWHERE. And I seriously think that same dude DELETED ME FROM GOOGLE+. That's pretty much the most mild internet diss ever SINCE NO ONE POSTS THERE.
Mild sigh.
This is pretty great. Reminds me of the time an ex and I broke up at RED ROBIN.
Because nothing says "Our love is ending" like a hamburger being eaten in public. I remember crying when the waitress came to take our order. Mildly AWKWARD. And to be fair, we were eating veggie burgers. Nothing says "Our love is ending" like a VEGGIE BURGER.
It seems really mild of Drake to pick on Tumblr, but being as how I'm a Blogspot girl myself...DRAKE IS AMAZING.
Oh. I know it's mildly the middle of the week, but guess what I did last Friday night? Lets just it was T-G-I-MILD! I was given a raw pizza from work (it's a long story) that was so big it WOULDN'T FIT IN MY SINGLE-GIRL-BACHERETTE OVEN so I had to cut the raw pizza in half to which my co-worker responded upon my telling her:
"How do you cook for your sister wives in a mini oven???!?!"
What did she mean by sister wife, you ask? Well, check out the outfit I wore to work that day:
Mildly sister wife style 2011.
This week, I met my landlord for the first time even though I've lived in my apartment for a mild YEAR AND A HALF. He seriously came over while I was in pajamas in the middle of the day watching internet TV. My place was a mess and of course he was REALLY handsome or it's that thing where I'm hungry and every man looks like a sandwich. Kind of like how I was convinced my neighbor looked like Gerard Butler WHEN I WAS DRUNK. Anyway, it made me compile a list of inappropriate men to date:
Your landlord
Your doctor
Your student's parents
Your ex's best friend
A distant family member
Etc, etc.
Please feel free to mildly add to the list in the comments section.
This Kelly Oxford quote was pretty much my favorite thing today:
"FYI- If I die in the next few months, please know that I plan on coming back as Beyonce and Jay-Z's baby."
Because you all mildly liked the first film I ever made when I was 18, maybe you'll like the first VIDEO I ever made when I was 19:
I was hanging out with a fairly mild man this past weekend and he told me one of his best guy friends took his wife's last name. MILDLY IMPRESSIVE.
And on a final note, I seriously just text messaged a friend's older sister to arrange a time to PICK UP A TYPEWRITER I AM BORROWING.
Keepin' it mild style,
cdlc
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