February 9, 2011

Men Gone Mild.

Behold: my best friend's boyfriend with their $1,200 cat, Hugo.

Hugo just got sick and my friends weren't willing to let him go.



Men get mild too, y'all!

--Cathy

February 4, 2011

A mild list of mild things that happened in the last week.

1. I wore my sweater backwards all day, but no one noticed...not even me until I was on my way home from work.

2. I took two Tylenol PMs and slept so hard I SLEPT THROUGH MY ALARM THE NEXT MORNING. M-I-L-D.

3. I passed out with a gay male best friend in Palm Springs (um, do I need to say it--MILD!) while watching a show called "SHAKE IT UP" on the Disney Channel at like 3 in the morning on a Saturday night. I really knew how to kiss my 20s goodbye.

4. I keep looking at photos of myself in grad school WHICH WAS ONLY 2.5 YEARS AGO and think about how YOUNG I looked. Um...

5. I may have joined a coven. Just kidding. I THINK.

6. Has been too sleepy during 8pm dinners with friends TWICE THIS WEEK.

7. Had dreams about WORK MEETINGS...like actual deep sleep dreams. Whatever happened to wild fantasies?!

8. Cleaned my apartment and felt genuinely proud.

9. Downloaded photos of kittens and cats to send to someone having a bad day. (But then my computer froze and I never sent them.)

10. Stayed at a Motel 6 to save money and have pretty much not used my credit card since NOVEMBER.

IT DOESN'T GET MUCH MORE MILD THAN THIS!!!

--Cathy

February 3, 2011

What a mild girl can dream of for the next 30 days.

1. A romantic partner who wants to cook and clean for me AKA A HOUSE HUSBAND!

2. To continue being better at making eye contact. !

3. To continue getting along with all my co-workers.

4. To trust my instincts more.

5. To spend more time going over software I don't know (Photoshop, After Effects, Dreamweaver, etc.)

6. For my students to respect me.

7. To stop being so petty, catty, gossipy, etc.

8. More unconditional love please.

9. Mutual respect between crushes and I.

10. A lot more romance.

11. To continue believing in myself.

12. To lose some weight. Not because of the way I look, but because I need to be healthy.

13. To believe I am fun to be around.

14. To be more open to romance. I am such a hermit-bachelor sometimes.

15. Tons of people at my DJ night. !

16. To be taken seriously at work and in my personal life.

17. To tone my arms and legs. !

18. To continue have better boundaries, especially in my professional life.

19. To take care of my poor little car.

20. To meet more sexy AND interesting people.

21. For dudes in bands to respect me and not take me for granted. Um...

22. To listen to my friend, Rosie's advice more.

23. To appreciate the wonderful life I have.

24. To read more books.

25. To not be so nervous during public speaking.

26. To get the most out of therapy.

27. To not be so afraid of what other people think.



Happy New Moon in Aquarius everyone!
--Cathy de la Mild

January 31, 2011

Mild variations.

Tonight, I read some of my Girls Gone Mild entries out loud to a best friend.



He couldn't stop cracking up.



He said I should have a book.

I would love to have a book.

File it M for MILD.

--Cathy

January 27, 2011

All I can do is apologize for not writing more.

Mild Updates

I've been thinking more about exercising, but haven't started doing it. So I try and walk more every day. Less driving, more walking. Mild exercise, but something.

My friend, Heather who was visiting from San Francisco and I spent last Friday night eating a healthy dinner, then drinking white wine while researching our family ancestry. I'm not even joking. MILDLY AWESOME. I love my lady-friends.

Astrologically, my "quest for true love" is finally happening. I guess that's what's going on. I knew something was happening. I just thought it was an earthquake. MILDLY ENTERTAINING.

I got a manicure on my lunch break from work last week. Who needs food when you've got black nail polish and wine?

I spent last Sunday hiking through Griffith Park in the dorkiest workout clothes ever with Nikki. MILD HIKE. Very mild. But still a blast. I am so 30. I love to walk now.

I was invited to a BADMINTON PARTY. I mean, need I say more. MILD!!!

I bought plane tickets to Chicago for Valentines Day and the days that surround it for a few reasons:

1) A bff from high school is performing a monologue I wrote about having my heart trampled on (surprise) in a week or so run at a theater there. I'M PSYCHED. MILD CELEBRITY. Just kidding.

2) I needed somewhere to go on Vday. I can't handle the pressure of that day in a place where I live without that kind of stuff (romance, etc.). It's MILDLY RUNNING AWAY.

I didn't call my ex-boyfriend to catch up. MILDLY INTIMIDATING even though it shouldn't be.

I am mildly obsessed with getting blow outs from this place in L.A. called DRY BAR. $35 + a tip and my hair looks INSANE. Like I'm in a Pantene commercial or Jennifer Aniston's wig. MILDLY BEYOND GIRLY.

My friend, Natalie and I never get to see each other, but when we do, we order an entire pizza for just the two of us. MILDLY PIZZA PARTY.

Monday night is still the night of my favorite DJ night. But I'm trying to be good and only stayed until like 11:45pm this week. MILDLY SELF-IMPOSED CURFEW.

I maybe got a professional tarot card reading this week. MILDLY MAGICAL.

I had a houseguest for two nights in my mini-home. A big gay man on my tiny little couch. MILDLY SLUMBER PARTY STYLE WHEN YOU'RE 30.

My friend shared her Google calendar with me and now I unintentionally know what she's doing ALL the time. MILD BUT SWEET STALKING. No, but we never get to see each other because we're so busy, so at least I know what she's up to and it feels like being in touch. Like, without having talked to her in a week, I know that she's meeting her new boyfriend's parents tomorrow and I'm like OMG. MILD STAYING IN TOUCH.

Tonight, I showed my therapist a picture of my crush and my cat. Not together. Separate pictures. You can quote me on that first part. I mean, it just might be the GIRLS GONE MILD quote of the century. I'll italicize it so you KNOW.

Keep on being mild in the free world,
Cathy