Sara
21 December 2010 @ 10:02 am
I know I haven't posted my top albums and tracks of 2010 yet. I intend to every day, but instead every day I sink further into a damnable state of creative lethargy that leaves me unable to write anything longer than 140 characters.

Part of it, I think, can be attributed to the approaching holiday. I dread seeing my relatives with an unholy fervor, not little because my cousin literally holds one of the world's most elite, demanding, prestigious, dangerous jobs; he and his wife look like they just stepped out of a J. Crew catalog; the entire family hails them as if they're the second coming of Jesus Christ, and I...well, whatever. You guys know what I am better than anyone else does.

So I'll spend the holiday weekend in Albuquerque sulking, hiding, watching my Parks and Recreation S2 DVDs, and probably not writing at all because I'll feel too wretched. Woe is I, etc. Even I vomit at my own ridiculousness.

Anyway! Clothes! They're always good for improving my spirits. I've been super obsessed with dresses for the past six or seven months, and that doesn't look like it will change any time soon.

I've had this dress bookmarked for about two months, but at this point I think I'll write it off, because 1.) they're out of my size, and 2.) I'm nearly 5'8", so I'm afraid it would've been obscenely short on me, even with tights. Also horizontal stripes over my hips and ass, but whatever. You only live once.

Then there's this one, which has apparently been on the Anthropologie site for months without my noticing it. How is that even possible? Regardless, I love it in the lime/blue variation, and you'd better bet that if it ever gets marked down I'm buying it and putting it in my closet where I will stroke and caress it lovingly every day until it gets warm enough to wear it.

Lastly, this in the navy/floral pattern, which I tweeted about. It's giving me flashbacks to the 90s, but in a good way, not in a church lady with a spiral perm, mall bangs, and hideous floral dress with lacy bib collar worn over nude hose way. I think. Anyway I like it and I'm choosing not to look too deeply into my recent spate of 90s nostalgia.

Now maybe I've broken the dam of words and will be able to post my album list this afternoon. After I make rum balls, though.
 
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Sara
So, Cougar Town. This season has been hitting it out of the park. In terms of my personal enjoyment, it has far surpassed Modern Family and is edging up on Community. Obviously it's not quite as well done or original as either of the aforementioned, but when it comes to character interaction and sheer happiness, it's the winner. Modern Family is often annoyingly wholesome, nicey-nice, and traditional, with way too many storylines shoehorned into each episode. Community, as much as I love it, is frequently hipper-than-thou, and is so aware of its own edginess that it looses some of its natural grace. Cougar Town is like the perfect medium between the two - a little edgy, a little subversive, a little meta (hello, shout-out to fan discussion of lack of work plots and excessive wine drinking - "Purple Tooth Club" ftw), but always affectionate and respectful toward its characters, and like Community, flexible and willing to mix things up when something unexpected works well.

SPEAKING OF WHICH, HOW ABOUT THAT LAURIE/TRAVIS, EH? I started to ship it three quarters of the way through S1, and thanks to a heads-up from crackers4jenn, I realized I wasn't alone in my perversity, and that the showrunners were planning on something in the future. But evidently the future is NOAW! Or at least heading in that direction. I'd be pleased with an extremely long, slow development between the two of them, because nothing real would work as things stand currently, but Bobby so delightfully pointing out to them what had been obvious to the audience for ages? LOVE.

Aside and mostly unrelated, my love for Laurie Keller knows no bounds. She and Leslie Knope have become my favorite female sitcom characters by far.

First Gossip Girl, now this. You guys, I don't think I can handle it if all of my erstwhile crack ships become canon all at once.

Other good news: two more years of Joel on The Soup! I was completely convinced he was going to ditch at the end of 2010, and was preparing myself for a starvation diet of nothing but Danielle Fishel and Daniel Tosh, but instead we get the real thing for another two years! Bless him.

Lastly, I finally finished up a massive work project that had been hanging over my head for weeks, and am looking forward to the holidays, during which I will cook too much, write too much, watch too much TV, and never let my turntable know a moment's peace.
 
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Sara
07 December 2010 @ 06:56 pm
Why is it that everything I hate about Dan Humphrey - obnoxious, self-satisfied, navel-gazing, pretentious, pseudo-intellectual Brooklyn hipster - becomes everything I love about Dan Humphrey when those attributes are combined with Blair Waldorf's snide, cutting, posh snobbery?

THESE TWO TOGETHER I CAN'T EVEN

And that, my friends, is why you're getting my first real Gossip Girl episode reaction post since late 2008.

Massive amounts of capslock are contained within.Collapse )
 
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Sara
23 November 2010 @ 11:23 pm
Think of any celebrity, movie character, or TV character, and within 20 questions the Akinator will tell you who it is.

You're welcome.

Probably the smartest of any of these I've come across.

ETA: HOLY SHIT IT'S COMPREHENSIVE.

 
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Sara
16 November 2010 @ 07:23 pm
Are there any times in your life that, in spite of being ostensibly good, you can't stand to recollect? Earlier today I was attempting to clean out the cache of memorabilia from my 2003 trip to Europe, all of which has remained literally untouched since the day I came home and shoved it under my bed, and I still couldn't.

Parents, don't let your teenage daughters spend months overseas accompanied only by drunken Australians in their thirties. I still can't believe mine did.
 
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Sara
01 September 2010 @ 11:11 pm
Come to momma.



I've only been waiting for today for the past sixteen months, damn.

Other issues: stop failing, LJ. Stop failing, ONTD. I don't want to pick up camp. I like here. I like fandom. I (usually, perversely) enjoy ONTD. I don't want my flist to migrate elsewhere. The last post I made to ONTD barely scraped by 100 comments, when the others I made before the Layout Change of Doom both hit 400. Since all covered topics that are equally relevant to ONTD's interests, I can only blame the general air of malaise and discontentment that has descended upon the masses.

Fall TV needs to start, like, now. The conflict there is that I'm going to have a new cousin (who, I desperately hope, will NOT be named Zion, but given his parents' lack of communication on the matter (since everyone in the family has already voiced their vehement disapproval), probably will be) arriving during the third week of this month, and in all likelihood, five more small occupants of this house for a day or so.

We all know TV's my top priority in this situation, anyway.

Or not. I'm not completely selfish. That's why I have a DVR.

I'm kind of excited about Brandon Flowers's new album leaking. What is this, 2004?
Also, Belle and Sebastian, Sufjan Stevens, and Matt and Kim. This list is sparser than it might be since so much stuff (Interpol, Walkmen, The Drums, No Age, Blonde Redhead) has leaked already.

What new music are you anticipating, flist?
 
 
music: Sufjan Stevens - I Walked | Powered by Last.fm
 
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Sara
27 August 2010 @ 09:30 pm
Something about me: I have a deathless appeal for grocery store sackers. I've been hit on, flirted with, and followed around by them ever since I was a teenager shopping with my dad. Now, it's one of the high school kids at the big grocery store I frequent. He doesn't talk to me much, but whenever I'm ready to check out, he's always there. The store's perpetually understaffed and overcrowded and most people have to bag and carry out their own groceries, but I never do. As I said, he's painfully shy: last time I was in the store, he said "Hi" and smiled, and then couldn't look at me again. But otherwise, polite and unobtrusive and hey - I dislike bagging my own groceries.

The grocery store I visit on Fridays is a different story. It's tiny, and I only go for tide-over necessities. The one sacker there is about my age, creepy, and HUGE. Six-feet-four, 400 pounds huge. He frequently says and does small, disturbing things, but then, a lot of guys do, and after a while it all starts to blend together in my mind as a morass of indefinite masculine unpleasantness. I had my little cousins with me today, and I was relieved, since it meant I wouldn't have to be alone with him or interact one-on-one.

But the kids abandoned me at the last minute to climb in the car, and I was still standing at the back of my Tahoe, fishing around for their Tootsie Roll Pops in the grocery sacks. He just stood there watching me (and evidently looking at my Macbook in the back of the car), and said "Where were all the Macs when I was in highschool?"

I didn't understand him, so said "Pardon?"

He repeated himself, and I apologized, saying, "Oh, sorry, my mind must've been elsewhere."

Then he lifted one of his massive hands up like he was going to hit me and said, "Maybe this would keep your mind on things."

WHO DOES THAT. WHAT. I CAN'T EVEN.

He didn't touch me, but I kind of stumbled back from him, stuttering, "Uh, what?" and got in the car as fast as possible.

He's a creepy motherfucker, and I didn't feel guilty about avoiding him and being uneasy around him before, but now I don't even want to see him again. Inappropriate and awkward social gestures from men are one thing, but pantomiming hitting me? I haven't been this disturbed since the embalmer at my aunt's funeral walked up behind me and started to play with my hair.

Jesus.


This was going to be a fun post about TV, but you get this fuckery instead. Sorry.
 
 
music: Sufjan Stevens - I Walked | Powered by Last.fm
 
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Sara
17 August 2010 @ 10:54 pm
Today you get a gross, materialistic post because trust me, you do NOT want a post about My Life or My Feelings.

Also just finished We Have Always Lived in the Castle and it was amazing and awful and horrifying and evocative and did not improve my general state of mental health, but I'm not sorry I read it.

I mean, read this:

"All our land was enriched with my treasures buried in it, thickly inhabited just below the surface with my marbles and my teeth and my colored stones, all perhaps turned to jewels by now, held together under the ground in a powerful taut web which never loosened, but held fast to guard us."

Aaaaaahhhh.

Speaking of treasures, someone needs to give me several thousand dollars so I can buy these.Collapse )
 
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Sara
15 August 2010 @ 12:11 pm
This is what happens when I go for unreasonably long bicycle rides and it's so hot and torturous that I have to do anything to keep my mind off the pain.

Picspam behind the cut, but don't expect anything fancy.Collapse )
 
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