I should wear my helmet all the time...

Because apparently, I don't need to be on rollerskates to fall. This morning I went out early early early for a long run. It was dark, as it happens to be at 6am these days. I was careful. I ran along happily for about 20 minutes and then bam, tripped and fell forward on my left knee, right shin, and hands. Go me! I ride the short bus. All I could think was, wow, I've been so careful to wear all my protective shit WHILE SKATING and I fall WHILE RUNNING. I am awesome. And I'm going to wear all my gear all the time from now on.

Sometimes I doubt your commitment to Sparkle Motion

Last night I stayed home and watched Jericho instead of going to roller derby practice. I had a few different reasons, most of them not that good. Mostly, it was because practice was cancelled in favor of an emergency meeting because supposably an email's been going around and it's rumored that another team is planning to take over our team and change our name and logo and I dunno, make us bear their alien babies or some such. I don't do emergency meetings, I only do practices. So I excused myself. Later in the day it was revealed to be a lot of drama over nothin', so the meeting was downgraded to orange alert and practice was reinstated. By that time I really looking forward to watching TV so I did.

I picked up my bridesmaid's dress from the cleaners where I took it to get hemmed and altered a lil' bit, and the lil' korean seamstress presented it with a flourish and a cunning smile which was really cute and distracted me from the fact that I'm pretty sure it cost too much. But what do I know of such things. Nothing! Nada!

I'm totally ready to do nothing again tonight, but I have therapy, and I was supposed to make a list of jobs/careers I might want which I totally didn't do... So I'll do it now!

Jobs I want:

Food Taster or Perfume Sniffer: I would actually love to do this. I'd love to develop my palate and be able to be like, "hmm, the hint of jasmine really overpowers the cat-pee binder, but I think the organza is too much in front of the bouquet." The cool thing is, it's a real job. The lame thing is, I think you have to have a bunch of chemistry degrees. Me + science + NOT.

Oral Historian: Heh, I said oral. Anyways, I like listening to those NPR Story Corp dealies where regular type people interview each other. It's kind of like being a professional nosy gossip. I'm pretty curious about what people's lives are like, what they think about, and all that jazz. The downside is I'm pretty sure this isn't a real job per se, I mean I think I'd have to find a way to get paid for it and the pay'd probably be pretty sparse.

TV Watcher: I put this in only because people say you should find a way to make your job be something you like to do all the time anyway. I like watching TV. So sue me. And also, pay me. A while ago Lil' Italian Redhead and I were looking into being transcribers for shows, I forget the word for it but where you type the words so deaf people can read 'em. Again, not so much money in that.

More as I think of them...

EEEEeee! Part Deux

I went to roller derby practice at a for reals rink with a for reals team! And we did drills, and it was really fun, and really hard, and then we scrimmaged and this girl fell right in front of me so I fell over her and landed flat out right on my boob! I think the right one's smaller now! But I got right up and kept skating and it was AWESOME!

Derby RULES. I heart the Dirty Dames.

EEEEE!!!!

There's a new Michel Gondry movie! And it looks AWESOME! I am peeing myself.
Also, there's a new movie about airplanes with James Franco in it. I heart J.F. 4-ever. Ever since Freaks and Geeks. He's hotter even that Jared Leto, especially since Jared Leto got weird and stupid.

In other news, I still hate Kevin Costner. And as far as I'm concerned Ashton Kutcher is just taking up valuable James Franco screen time.

Topics of Discussion On the Really Long Hike

that I went on yesterday.

--that girl who was kind of really pretty overweight who no one thought should even go on the hike, but she wanted to go so no one could exactly stop her, who had to stop and go back after 20 minutes

--what that girl was going to do (go home, go shopping, sit in the car for five hours)

--Incorporating eastern medicine into western physical therapy

--how great yoga is

--how some people think hiking is a walk in the park but it's not

--property taxes in Long Island

--commuting on the GSP (*I don't like how people call it the GSP. It sounds too technical, especially when they talk about what exit they're off of, "Oh, I'm closer to 163 GSP." It's not lattitude and longitude, it's a TOLL ROAD.)

--where this one guy was going to take his date and whether or not he was going to stay over. First: an old-town style of place where they close the cobbled streets down at night and put the tables right on the street, so it's really romatic, and second, probably not but a few drinks could change his mind, you never know

--kids today don't respect their parents now that parents don't hit their kids

The Last of the Cell Phone Hold-Outs

...has given in. Yes, yesterday I got the call. Il Redhead Italiano called me so I would have his cell phone number. He reached the age of 29 without one. A moment of silence for the last cellie virgin... ok that's enough. I called him back but he didn't pick up. I thought about calling the land-line, but, eh... so I watched family guy and went to bed.