Entries Tagged as 'Grownup stuff'

Weird

January 20th, 2009 · 12 Comments · Grownup stuff

Life moves fast. Perhaps my girlfriends and I haven’t yet developed the vocabulary to describe our realization of this, so lately, we’ve been calling many of our observations “weird.”
It’s so weird that Jess is getting married. It’s so weird that we’ve been out of high school for 10 years. It’s so weird that we only [...]

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Orderly

January 8th, 2009 · 11 Comments · Grownup stuff

I often feel like a colossal screw-up (those resolutions? failfailfailfailfail), but there’s one thing I’m actually doing, well, well. People, it’s been nearly two weeks and my room is still clean. You don’t understand. I haven’t had a clean room for two weeks straight since forever. It feels so good, I could do a cartwheel [...]

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Wishy Washy

December 4th, 2008 · 18 Comments · Feelings, General, Grownup stuff

You know what my problem is? I spend too much time thinking and dawdling and swaying and not enough DOING. I’m such an ineffective lump that I just spent nearly two hours online looking up magnetic boards. Magnetic boards! As in slabs of metal. Ooooh, Pottery Barn has a nice slab of metal. Oh, The [...]

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Finding the light

November 21st, 2008 · 15 Comments · Feelings, Grownup stuff

I thought it was just a bad mood that enveloped me one day. Then when it stuck around, I figured it was an extended funk. (I have been working 11+ hour days, ugh, point finger-gun to head, shoot.) But today I had the realization that no, holy crap, this is a full-on crisis.
It sounds silly [...]

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One perk of being a grownup

November 9th, 2008 · 11 Comments · Friendship, Grownup stuff

Free services from friends with real professions.

Like dental exams. Given at a bar. Classy.
I also have no shame in asking for legal advice from my lawyer friends, IT help from my IT friends, counseling from my counselor friends. Seems like fair trade: You help me and I’ll…I’ll put your picture on michellewoo.com. Now, let’s see. [...]

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The obligatory pre-birthday freak-out

November 4th, 2008 · 15 Comments · Boyfriend of the Year, Grownup stuff

In five days, I will be 27. Matt already hosted a very classy pre-birthday gala for me this past weekend, complete with party hats and flip cup and a jam session on Rock Band. I think I guzzled one too many cheap beers because I’ve been feeling slower than usual in the cranium. No, really. [...]

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Look up

October 30th, 2008 · 7 Comments · Grownup stuff

Saw this on Design For Mankind today:

“By lifting your field of vision to chimney level, your body is able to lift your mood.”
Via Alex Ostrowski
I’ve been feeling pretty crummy lately, just burnt out and frustrated, but when I saw this and followed its advice, my mood changed instantly.
I remembered a post I wrote two years [...]

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Oh, crud

October 8th, 2008 · 6 Comments · Grownup stuff

Think I overscheduled myself for this month. I’m digging my face in my palm as we speak. I won’t list all my responsibilities here (trust me — they’re so not exciting to you), but I’ve rattled them off several times to my boyfriend. “And then I have to do this. Oh, and this. And I [...]

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A different kind of bliss

September 21st, 2008 · 11 Comments · Boyfriend of the Year, Grownup stuff

The kind that makes me want to poke my eyes out.
Matt and I spent 36 hours straight cooped up in his house, being boring. Not the cute, don’t-bother-us-we’re-rolling-around-under-the-sheets-in-our-skivvies boring, but the type of boring where we sit on the couch with our laptops (we both had work to do), semi-watching movies we’ve already seen [...]

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Just pedal

August 6th, 2008 · 10 Comments · Boyfriend of the Year, Grownup stuff

My boyfriend has been going through a very belated quarterlife crisis. It is perplexing to us all.
Matt: Oh, I forgot to tell you. Andrew and I are going bike riding tomorrow.
Me: WHAT?! I feel like I don’t even know you anymore!
The following evening, between his moanings of an aching buttocks (he pedaled 16 miles!), he [...]

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