I've been playing this on repeat for the past few days and it still hasn't gotten old. Enjoy:
XOXO- Christine
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
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Monday, August 2, 2010
Snooki the outlaw...
Awwww, she's even adorable in her mugshots!
Fun fact? Right before Snooki was arrested for being drunk in public and/or disorderly conduct, she fell off a bike. Since the official video of the incident was removed for copyright infringement, here is a glorious reenactment of the blessed event:
Love it.
XOXO - Christine
Fun fact? Right before Snooki was arrested for being drunk in public and/or disorderly conduct, she fell off a bike. Since the official video of the incident was removed for copyright infringement, here is a glorious reenactment of the blessed event:
Love it.
XOXO - Christine
Thursday, July 29, 2010
"Theyyyy're heeerrrre...."
I AM SO MOTHER F'ING EXCITED FOR THE SEASON TWO PREMIERE OF JERSEY SHORE THAT I CAN'T NOT PULL A KANYE AND TYPE IN ALL CAPS. SO. F'ING. EXCITED.
For those of you not quite up to speed on the lives and times of our seven* favorite tanned, (mostly) toned, and (occasionally) poufed guidos and guidettes, here's Gawker's guide to to everything you need to know to make the most of your JShore 2 viewing experience on this fine evening.
Best part of the guide? When talking about JWOWW's love life, Gawker states the following: "Last season she had a boyfriend, but that didn't stop her from touching DJ Paulie's D."
Priceless, especially since Pauly's D piece is pierced. No really, it is, and it's horrifying.
Also, there's this (watch the whole this to see the infamous Snooki punch):
And this:
And, for those of you who want to see the Snooki punch from every possible angle:
*Please note that I said "seven" above. This is because Angelina is not tanned, toned, or poufed, nor does she count as anyone's favorite anything. Just keep in mind that she pretty much sucks and you'll be a-okay.
I can't fucking wait.
XOXO - Christine
For those of you not quite up to speed on the lives and times of our seven* favorite tanned, (mostly) toned, and (occasionally) poufed guidos and guidettes, here's Gawker's guide to to everything you need to know to make the most of your JShore 2 viewing experience on this fine evening.
Best part of the guide? When talking about JWOWW's love life, Gawker states the following: "Last season she had a boyfriend, but that didn't stop her from touching DJ Paulie's D."
Priceless, especially since Pauly's D piece is pierced. No really, it is, and it's horrifying.
Also, there's this (watch the whole this to see the infamous Snooki punch):
And this:
And, for those of you who want to see the Snooki punch from every possible angle:
*Please note that I said "seven" above. This is because Angelina is not tanned, toned, or poufed, nor does she count as anyone's favorite anything. Just keep in mind that she pretty much sucks and you'll be a-okay.
I can't fucking wait.
XOXO - Christine
Monday, July 26, 2010
In honor of JShore 2, premiering this Thursday!
So, my good friend Lee totally spotted the Jersey Shore crew filming season 3 in Seaside Heights this weekend, and I am BEYOND jealous, though perhaps this will make up for it....
Jesus I love these crazy kids...
XOXO - Christine
Jesus I love these crazy kids...
XOXO - Christine
Thursday, July 22, 2010
MA Men 2 - Hilarious
Even better than the original spoof on "Mad Men." Enjoy...
XOXO - Christine
MA Men 2 from Joey McIntyre
XOXO - Christine
Friday, July 16, 2010
"I'm on a horse..."
Ohhhhhh friends, do I have a fab-u-lous Friday afternoon story for you! While I'm writing it up in this here blog for you, please enjoy the following internet selections to keep you boredom at bay:
1. Isaiah Mustafa, aka the Old Spice man, as your voicemail greeting. And a link to his very intriguing Wikipedia page.
2. In addition, here is the just-released trailer for the movie, "The Town," which was filmed on location in Boston. As a resident of the North End, I often came home to flyers taped on my building with detailed filming schedules of when and where they'd be having car chases and errant explosions, and not to freak out when there was a large boom and a car speeding away. Fun facts? the building they pretend is a bank is actually a very nice and nearly brand new laundromat, and the street the cars speed up throughout the trailer? That's Margaret Street, where I lived when I first moved to Boston three years ago.
Also filmed on Margaret Street? Try the Boy Like Girls video for Hero/Heroine. I was actually home that day (a hungover Sunday) and heard this ridiculous hipster singing the same song over and over again. I was finally so annoyed that I threw on some real people clothes (aka not my dress from the night before), and stormed out of my building, smack into a massive video camera on a rolling track. I apologized to the guy behind the lens and wandered off to run some errands before returning and realizing that this wasn't some no-budget student film being taped. I mingled with the band for a bit, which was fun because I'd never heard of them and wasn't THAT fangirl. It turns out that the lead singer was sick and downing dayquil like is was his job, and he was just as unhappy doing 32 takes as I was listening to him. Overall, he was a very cool guy and the band couldn't have been nicer.
If you watch the video, look out for the scenes with the cab parked on a slight hill where the lead guy is saying goodbye to his girlfriend, because that's Margaret Street again! Very exciting stuff.
Anyway, that's it for now if I have a prayer of getting Wednesday night's ridiculousness posted before you all clock out for the day...
XOXO - Christine
1. Isaiah Mustafa, aka the Old Spice man, as your voicemail greeting. And a link to his very intriguing Wikipedia page.
2. In addition, here is the just-released trailer for the movie, "The Town," which was filmed on location in Boston. As a resident of the North End, I often came home to flyers taped on my building with detailed filming schedules of when and where they'd be having car chases and errant explosions, and not to freak out when there was a large boom and a car speeding away. Fun facts? the building they pretend is a bank is actually a very nice and nearly brand new laundromat, and the street the cars speed up throughout the trailer? That's Margaret Street, where I lived when I first moved to Boston three years ago.
Also filmed on Margaret Street? Try the Boy Like Girls video for Hero/Heroine. I was actually home that day (a hungover Sunday) and heard this ridiculous hipster singing the same song over and over again. I was finally so annoyed that I threw on some real people clothes (aka not my dress from the night before), and stormed out of my building, smack into a massive video camera on a rolling track. I apologized to the guy behind the lens and wandered off to run some errands before returning and realizing that this wasn't some no-budget student film being taped. I mingled with the band for a bit, which was fun because I'd never heard of them and wasn't THAT fangirl. It turns out that the lead singer was sick and downing dayquil like is was his job, and he was just as unhappy doing 32 takes as I was listening to him. Overall, he was a very cool guy and the band couldn't have been nicer.
If you watch the video, look out for the scenes with the cab parked on a slight hill where the lead guy is saying goodbye to his girlfriend, because that's Margaret Street again! Very exciting stuff.
Anyway, that's it for now if I have a prayer of getting Wednesday night's ridiculousness posted before you all clock out for the day...
XOXO - Christine
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Friday, July 9, 2010
Tom & Jerry
So, as I mentioned in a recent post, Tom (which I guess makes me Jerry), has reappeared in my life as of late, which reminded me that I never told all of you about our second run-in at Shaw's...oh yes my friends, there was indeed a second wrinkle in the story.
Brief summary of the saga up until run-in #2 for those of you who missed the entire thing:
Last December, I went out with a boy named Tom from Match.com, and we had the best date of all time. We met up and had dinner at the Lower Depths before going to The Script Concert at the House of Blues, after which we shut down Jillian's. During the two weeks following the date, Tom and I chatted pretty much daily, and he told me that he was excited to hang out again. And....then he fell off the face of the earth.
I was furious, but eventually got over it...until I ran into him when I was grocery shopping with Ali. We talked for a bit, worked things out, and he told me that he'd begun exclusively dating a girl that he started seeing around the time we met. After a bit, we decided to part ways, and he told me that he was "happy that the lines of communication were now open."
A week or two later, I shot him an email thanking him for recommending a website to me (universalhub.com), to which he never responded. Seething mad and feeling duped, I waited a week and then sent him a text message saying, "Glad to see you were so sincere about keeping in touch..."
The very next night, Ali and I found ourselves back at Shaw's, and imagine who I looked up to find right in front of me in the produce section? Yup, you guessed it.
I looked him in the eye and before he could say anything I (basically) yelled, "Hey Ali, this is the boy who doesn't know how to respond to emails!"
If our words had been silverware....haha
At this point, Ali took it upon herself to leave the banana section of the store and let us hash it out ourselves. As it turns out, Tom and his girlfriend had traveled to Portsmouth, NH, the weekend before to celebrate Valentine's Day and had nearly died in a freak carbon-monoxide accident at the hotel. Sadly, their relationship had not survived the incident...
Like last time, we talked for a little while, and when we were done, he said, "who knows, maybe I'll facebook friend you." I said sure, but didn't really believe it would happen after our last run-in and what he'd said about wanting to keep in touch, so I brushed it off and felt good about our "encounter" as what it was, just a chance run-in that provided some answers.
Cut to a few weeks ago, when I opened up my gmail to find a friend request from the man himself. Since then, we've spoken a few times and reminisced about the lovely times we spent verbally sparring in the checkout line/produce section. The other night, I needed his take on my date from last week (more on that in the next post), and gave him a call. He provided me some excellent insight, and then told me something fascinating...
Apparently, his younger sister had a radio show in college (she graduated this past May) and after we went on our date, he sent her a link to my blog. After the first Shaw's incident, she had two comedians on her show, one of whom is a (likely) closeted gay guy, and they did a dramatic reading of my initial blogpost about Tom. He told me that they'd actually asked for my contact info so they could have me call into the show and ask me random questions, as some form of character study, but he told them it would be a) too invasive and b) too fresh since the incident had JUST happened. I'm not gonna lie, I wishwishwish he'd caved to them, because I would have LOVED that.
Anyway, it's great to be on not only speaking terms, but actual "I need your advice, call meeee" terms with both Tom and Jim. I feel like as much shit as I've put myself through in the past few years, in terms of loving and dating in the city, I've managed to surround myself with a great group of friends, and some former love interests, who seem to always have my back, and I really think that's no small feat. When things happen in my life, especially with regard to guys, I tend to have a lot of very strong emotions (anger, sadness) for a few days, during which I lean heavily on my support system, and then I'm over it. This is something that you'll see evidenced in the next post, in which I discuss my date from last week...
Back in a few.
XOXO - Christine
Brief summary of the saga up until run-in #2 for those of you who missed the entire thing:
Last December, I went out with a boy named Tom from Match.com, and we had the best date of all time. We met up and had dinner at the Lower Depths before going to The Script Concert at the House of Blues, after which we shut down Jillian's. During the two weeks following the date, Tom and I chatted pretty much daily, and he told me that he was excited to hang out again. And....then he fell off the face of the earth.
I was furious, but eventually got over it...until I ran into him when I was grocery shopping with Ali. We talked for a bit, worked things out, and he told me that he'd begun exclusively dating a girl that he started seeing around the time we met. After a bit, we decided to part ways, and he told me that he was "happy that the lines of communication were now open."
A week or two later, I shot him an email thanking him for recommending a website to me (universalhub.com), to which he never responded. Seething mad and feeling duped, I waited a week and then sent him a text message saying, "Glad to see you were so sincere about keeping in touch..."
The very next night, Ali and I found ourselves back at Shaw's, and imagine who I looked up to find right in front of me in the produce section? Yup, you guessed it.
I looked him in the eye and before he could say anything I (basically) yelled, "Hey Ali, this is the boy who doesn't know how to respond to emails!"
He looked at me blankly and then shouted back, "You don't know my life!!"
If our words had been silverware....hahaAt this point, Ali took it upon herself to leave the banana section of the store and let us hash it out ourselves. As it turns out, Tom and his girlfriend had traveled to Portsmouth, NH, the weekend before to celebrate Valentine's Day and had nearly died in a freak carbon-monoxide accident at the hotel. Sadly, their relationship had not survived the incident...
Like last time, we talked for a little while, and when we were done, he said, "who knows, maybe I'll facebook friend you." I said sure, but didn't really believe it would happen after our last run-in and what he'd said about wanting to keep in touch, so I brushed it off and felt good about our "encounter" as what it was, just a chance run-in that provided some answers.
Cut to a few weeks ago, when I opened up my gmail to find a friend request from the man himself. Since then, we've spoken a few times and reminisced about the lovely times we spent verbally sparring in the checkout line/produce section. The other night, I needed his take on my date from last week (more on that in the next post), and gave him a call. He provided me some excellent insight, and then told me something fascinating...
Apparently, his younger sister had a radio show in college (she graduated this past May) and after we went on our date, he sent her a link to my blog. After the first Shaw's incident, she had two comedians on her show, one of whom is a (likely) closeted gay guy, and they did a dramatic reading of my initial blogpost about Tom. He told me that they'd actually asked for my contact info so they could have me call into the show and ask me random questions, as some form of character study, but he told them it would be a) too invasive and b) too fresh since the incident had JUST happened. I'm not gonna lie, I wishwishwish he'd caved to them, because I would have LOVED that.
Anyway, it's great to be on not only speaking terms, but actual "I need your advice, call meeee" terms with both Tom and Jim. I feel like as much shit as I've put myself through in the past few years, in terms of loving and dating in the city, I've managed to surround myself with a great group of friends, and some former love interests, who seem to always have my back, and I really think that's no small feat. When things happen in my life, especially with regard to guys, I tend to have a lot of very strong emotions (anger, sadness) for a few days, during which I lean heavily on my support system, and then I'm over it. This is something that you'll see evidenced in the next post, in which I discuss my date from last week...
Back in a few.
XOXO - Christine
Jacob Black, still a WILF...
Hey friends! Hope you guys all had lovely fourth of July weekends! I spent some time with my extended family in Maine and then a few days with family friends at my lake house. All in all, it was a really fun and relaxing weekend.
Upon my return to the city, Ali dragged Lauren and I, kicking and screaming (okay, so maybe we went willingly...), to see Twilight: Eclipse. As someone who's pretty anti-Twihardness as a whole, I have to say, I very much enjoyed it, though I think that was mostly due to a certain werewolves expertly sculpted abs...behold the glory:
Oh heyyyyy...
That's interesting, these jorts actually extend past his knees....could they be...real, live jeans?
Upon my return to the city, Ali dragged Lauren and I, kicking and screaming (okay, so maybe we went willingly...), to see Twilight: Eclipse. As someone who's pretty anti-Twihardness as a whole, I have to say, I very much enjoyed it, though I think that was mostly due to a certain werewolves expertly sculpted abs...behold the glory:
Oh heyyyyy...
That's interesting, these jorts actually extend past his knees....could they be...real, live jeans?The fact that I don't even like super ripped guys in real life is a testament to how dreamy Taylor Lautner's become since his early brush with stardom as a member of the rival family in "Cheaper by the Dozen 2." Oh yeah, I went there.
Honestly though, I still don't understand why anyone would pick Edward over Jake. I mean, forget the guys themselves, and let's focus on their families for a second. Sure the Cullens glitter in the sun, but they don't seem like very much fun, what with their errant visions and constant vigilantism. The werewolves on the other hand...now they're my kind of people. Bonfires, ghost stories, and running willy nilly through the woods? Morphing from hot, tan menfolk to big, beaslty werewolves? Sure trumps Edward, who seems to just morph from a glittery emo kid to even more of a pasty pansy.
Anyway, if you're a lady (or the gay), then I highly recommend you go see this cinematic "masterpiece" asap, if only to gawk at TayTay for two glorious hours and, you know, see what all of the hype is about. Go HERE if you'd like to read last November's review of/reaction to "New Moon," with even more pho-tos of this hottiehothottie.
Enjoy!
XOXO - Christine
Honestly though, I still don't understand why anyone would pick Edward over Jake. I mean, forget the guys themselves, and let's focus on their families for a second. Sure the Cullens glitter in the sun, but they don't seem like very much fun, what with their errant visions and constant vigilantism. The werewolves on the other hand...now they're my kind of people. Bonfires, ghost stories, and running willy nilly through the woods? Morphing from hot, tan menfolk to big, beaslty werewolves? Sure trumps Edward, who seems to just morph from a glittery emo kid to even more of a pasty pansy.
Anyway, if you're a lady (or the gay), then I highly recommend you go see this cinematic "masterpiece" asap, if only to gawk at TayTay for two glorious hours and, you know, see what all of the hype is about. Go HERE if you'd like to read last November's review of/reaction to "New Moon," with even more pho-tos of this hottiehothottie.
Enjoy!
XOXO - Christine
Friday, July 2, 2010
Happy 4th of July weekend everyone!
Tomorrow morning I'll be heading up to Maine and NH for sun and fun-filled weekend with some of my favorite people. To get ready for the awesomeness to come, I've been listening to the following songs on repeat...please enjoy a glimpse into my summer mix:
Hope you guys have a great time this weekend, whatever your plans may be!
XOXO - Christine
Hope you guys have a great time this weekend, whatever your plans may be!XOXO - Christine
Oh technology....
Hey friends, hope everyone's as pumped as I am for this weekend! I keep playing this song on repeat, since it's so summery, with it's talk of sharks and water and whatnot...enjoy:
Also, as you can see from last night's drunk post, I clearly need Google beer goggles on every piece of technology I own/website I frequent....thank god I will be in the lake/on the beach all weekend and won't feel the urge to drunkenly talk to EVERYONE haha.
Unfortunately for you nosy friends, I've since deleted the date photo from last night's post, mostly because a) it was not flattering and b) drunk me apparently doesn't respect privacy, but sober me does. To make up for it, here's a photo of the view from our seats at Fenway, thanks again to Teague for the tickets:
Also, as you can see from last night's drunk post, I clearly need Google beer goggles on every piece of technology I own/website I frequent....thank god I will be in the lake/on the beach all weekend and won't feel the urge to drunkenly talk to EVERYONE haha.
Unfortunately for you nosy friends, I've since deleted the date photo from last night's post, mostly because a) it was not flattering and b) drunk me apparently doesn't respect privacy, but sober me does. To make up for it, here's a photo of the view from our seats at Fenway, thanks again to Teague for the tickets:
Loge seats behind home plate? I'll take it.
Okay, I think that's about all I had to say on this fine morning...only a few hours and a trip to IKEA separate me from a weekend full of sun, fun, family, and friends!
See you kids back here in a few days...
XOXO - Christine
See you kids back here in a few days...
XOXO - Christine
Thursday, July 1, 2010
I love my life, slash I am awesome 2.0
FYI, I am shitfaced. This is what happens when you meet up with your friends at 7PM for some $3 per drink triple-fisting action.
Things I have done/realized in the past four hours:
I drank 4 Coors Lights and then remembered that I am awesome (Editor's Note: Don't worry, I never actually forgot that I was, but the degree to which I am a ridiculous human being just happened to hit me around this time).
I may or may not have hit on a member of the Babson class of 2011. In my defense, he was wearing plaid and looked at least 23. (Editor's Note: This was a pretty hilarious exchange. He was wearing a plaid shirt and was furious that I called it flannel. He then proceeded to make a random girl and I pet it, tricking us into hitting on him. Cool times.)
I FB chatted like 17,000 (okay, three...) people and uploaded a bunch of awesome photos after taking down many beers and talking on the phone with Tom of Script fame about our respective new jobs. (Editor's Note: FYI, Tom friended me the other week and we've been chatting occasionally, mostly because we're in the same field and partly because we always did have great talks. Apologies for not mentioning this sooner. Also, Jim and I had a lovely convo and I'm glad to see that we can be friends.)
Today was awesome and I am beyond excited to spend the next two months prepping for the fall, hanging out with my friends, and enjoying the gorgeous weather. Things are good, and despite the craziness of the past year, I'm happy and pretty thrilled about life in general.
Things I have done/realized in the past four hours:
I drank 4 Coors Lights and then remembered that I am awesome (Editor's Note: Don't worry, I never actually forgot that I was, but the degree to which I am a ridiculous human being just happened to hit me around this time).
I may or may not have hit on a member of the Babson class of 2011. In my defense, he was wearing plaid and looked at least 23. (Editor's Note: This was a pretty hilarious exchange. He was wearing a plaid shirt and was furious that I called it flannel. He then proceeded to make a random girl and I pet it, tricking us into hitting on him. Cool times.)
I FB chatted like 17,000 (okay, three...) people and uploaded a bunch of awesome photos after taking down many beers and talking on the phone with Tom of Script fame about our respective new jobs. (Editor's Note: FYI, Tom friended me the other week and we've been chatting occasionally, mostly because we're in the same field and partly because we always did have great talks. Apologies for not mentioning this sooner. Also, Jim and I had a lovely convo and I'm glad to see that we can be friends.)
Today was awesome and I am beyond excited to spend the next two months prepping for the fall, hanging out with my friends, and enjoying the gorgeous weather. Things are good, and despite the craziness of the past year, I'm happy and pretty thrilled about life in general.
Jesus I'm a great speller when I booze, slash ALL the time haha. I'll be back tomorrow to post some pre-fourth of July items. Have a lovely night my little loverfriends!!!
XOXO - Christine
XOXO - Christine
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Insomnia finally pays off...
These videos are both awesome, for entirely different reasons. First up? Lil Wayne's "Knockout," featuring everyone's favorite, Nicki Minaj:
And, without further adieu, Enrique Iglesias's "I Like It," featuring Pit Bull and the cast of Jersey Shore. Unbelievable.
Alright, time for bed!
XOXO - Christine
And, without further adieu, Enrique Iglesias's "I Like It," featuring Pit Bull and the cast of Jersey Shore. Unbelievable.
Alright, time for bed!
XOXO - Christine
Monday, June 28, 2010
Music Monday
Until a few days ago, I had never heard of the Silversun Pickups, but now it seems like they're everywhere, including the WFNX Clam Bake that I opted out of in favor of a lake weekend with the girls. According to a guy I know who went, they were "amazing." After some rooting around on these here internets, I've decided that the following is my favorite song of theirs:
Next we, predictably, have "Billionaire" from Travie McCoy, in which he takes shots at ex-girlfriend, Katy Perry, in the line "it's been a few months since I've been single, so you can call be 'Travie Claus' minus the hoho." Brilliant.
And, just because it's summer:
Alright, I'm off to see "Grown Ups" with Ali and the boys!
XOXO - Christine
Next we, predictably, have "Billionaire" from Travie McCoy, in which he takes shots at ex-girlfriend, Katy Perry, in the line "it's been a few months since I've been single, so you can call be 'Travie Claus' minus the hoho." Brilliant.
And, just because it's summer:
Alright, I'm off to see "Grown Ups" with Ali and the boys!
XOXO - Christine
Christine explains it all.
Helloooooo friends!
So, I was just sitting on my balcony, perusing my normal blogroll and enjoying the delicious heat when I came across the following post on "Hyperbole and a Half":
This is Why I'll Never be an Adult
In case you don't feel like reading the entire post, or laughing at the incredible illustrations accompanying it, the basic point is this: Life is full of responsibilities, and when too many of them stack up, people our age tend to shut down and procrastinate instead of tackling the tough stuff. This is exactly what I've been doing for years, and it's the worst habit I have. I've been working hard to change this, and become better at handling life in general, but I sometimes struggle when there are too many moving pieces involved.
For example, I began this blog in December 2008, when I was extremely single and genuinely loving it. Over the past year and a half, I've evolved from a young twenty-something who loved getting wild and making poor choices, to a slightly wiser 24-year old, who still loves to party, but is ready to end wild nights with one good, solid guy.
Since its inception, this blog has detailed the majority of my successes and failures, mainly in the romance department. While this isn't a problem when I want to rant about a particularly awkward encounter, or gloat about an awesome date, it becomes significantly more complicated when I begin to see potential in someone.
Should I gush about how great they are, only to be embarrassed if things go awry? Should I go back and edit my older posts so that the boys I date don't have to read about my old man friends when I eventually show them the blog? Am I willing to give up the cathartic release I feel when I write in order to make an attempt at a blog-free relationship? How important is this blog to who I am, at the core, and how early should it be revealed? Is it a breach of trust to blog about someone I date without telling them?
These are the questions that have stopped me from posting about the random Coast Guard boy I made out with a few weeks ago, or the Irish boy that I dated at the beginning of June, or any of the new guys that I see potential in right now. This isn't to say that this blog is all about boys and potential relationships, because my day-to-day life is focused on everything but (landing a job, getting in shape, enjoying the weather), but it seems like the majority of my stories revolve around the hot mess that is my life, and I honestly don't know how appealing that makes me to someone who's interested in dating me, and therefore taking me seriously.
See, life is complicated! Alright, it's time for me to sign off and tackle some tough stuff so I can get back to blogging later....
Until then, as always,
XOXO - Christine
So, I was just sitting on my balcony, perusing my normal blogroll and enjoying the delicious heat when I came across the following post on "Hyperbole and a Half":
This is Why I'll Never be an Adult
In case you don't feel like reading the entire post, or laughing at the incredible illustrations accompanying it, the basic point is this: Life is full of responsibilities, and when too many of them stack up, people our age tend to shut down and procrastinate instead of tackling the tough stuff. This is exactly what I've been doing for years, and it's the worst habit I have. I've been working hard to change this, and become better at handling life in general, but I sometimes struggle when there are too many moving pieces involved.
For example, I began this blog in December 2008, when I was extremely single and genuinely loving it. Over the past year and a half, I've evolved from a young twenty-something who loved getting wild and making poor choices, to a slightly wiser 24-year old, who still loves to party, but is ready to end wild nights with one good, solid guy.
Since its inception, this blog has detailed the majority of my successes and failures, mainly in the romance department. While this isn't a problem when I want to rant about a particularly awkward encounter, or gloat about an awesome date, it becomes significantly more complicated when I begin to see potential in someone.
Should I gush about how great they are, only to be embarrassed if things go awry? Should I go back and edit my older posts so that the boys I date don't have to read about my old man friends when I eventually show them the blog? Am I willing to give up the cathartic release I feel when I write in order to make an attempt at a blog-free relationship? How important is this blog to who I am, at the core, and how early should it be revealed? Is it a breach of trust to blog about someone I date without telling them?
These are the questions that have stopped me from posting about the random Coast Guard boy I made out with a few weeks ago, or the Irish boy that I dated at the beginning of June, or any of the new guys that I see potential in right now. This isn't to say that this blog is all about boys and potential relationships, because my day-to-day life is focused on everything but (landing a job, getting in shape, enjoying the weather), but it seems like the majority of my stories revolve around the hot mess that is my life, and I honestly don't know how appealing that makes me to someone who's interested in dating me, and therefore taking me seriously.
See, life is complicated! Alright, it's time for me to sign off and tackle some tough stuff so I can get back to blogging later....
Until then, as always,
XOXO - Christine
Genius.
Dear god I hope this is eventually made into a full length movie...
Also, this amuses me:
And the outtakes:
XOXO - Christine
Tourist Attractions - watch more funny videos
Also, this amuses me:
CARPOOLIN' - watch more funny videos
And the outtakes:
CARPOOLIN' - The Outtakes - watch more funny videos
XOXO - Christine
Thursday, June 17, 2010
LET'S GO CELTICS! BEAT LA!!
Apologies for going dark the past two weeks. Quick life updates: I went on four first dates the week before last. Felt very blah about three of the guys, have continued seeing the fourth, who is pretty awesome and from Ireland. Am still match.comming and will let you know how that goes. Have also been going to Sox games (3 in the past two weeks!), and saw "Get Him to The Greek," which was fucking hilarious.
Now, please enjoy this incredible Game 7 pump-up video:
More to come tomorrow/Saturday, once I recover from the madness that will be the Game 7 shitshow tonight! Bring it Lakers.
XOXO - Christine
Now, please enjoy this incredible Game 7 pump-up video:
More to come tomorrow/Saturday, once I recover from the madness that will be the Game 7 shitshow tonight! Bring it Lakers.
XOXO - Christine
Monday, June 7, 2010
Friday, June 4, 2010
Happy Friday!!
Please enjoy this awesome rendition of Rihanna's "Rude Boy."
Be back later this weekend to post some life updates!
XOXO - Christine
Be back later this weekend to post some life updates!
XOXO - Christine
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Summertime = Awesome!
So.....I won't be posting any life updates today because my best married man friend, Odd Job, just called and invited me to this afternoon's Sox game! I haven't seen him in forever, so I'm pretty pumped, especially considering how ready he looks for some awesome Sox action:
Love it. Will tweet some photos from the game, but until then, and until tomorrow, kisses for all of you and get out there and enjoy the beautiful weather!!
XOXO - Christine
Love it. Will tweet some photos from the game, but until then, and until tomorrow, kisses for all of you and get out there and enjoy the beautiful weather!!XOXO - Christine
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Good news for you...!
Jim and I just spoke, and things between us are officially dunzo, which means that I can now post all of the shit I didn't during our break for fear of making the break up permanent. Now that it is....I can let you all in on a few very juicy stories!
Right now I have to shower up and head to Erin's bday dins, but come tomorrow afternoon, get excited for some epic posting about my love/sex/booze? life!!
Until then, here's a video of Conan O'Brien playing with Vampire Weekend to make up for the lack of Music Monday this week...enjoy!
XOXO - Christine
Right now I have to shower up and head to Erin's bday dins, but come tomorrow afternoon, get excited for some epic posting about my love/sex/booze? life!!
Until then, here's a video of Conan O'Brien playing with Vampire Weekend to make up for the lack of Music Monday this week...enjoy!
XOXO - Christine
Monday, May 24, 2010
Music Mondays, Round 2
Weekend recap coming soon; enjoy your Music Monday for now and I will update when I can!
Current obsessions:
Mumford & Sons, "Little Lion Man"
M&S with "Awake Your Soul" Live
For the times when you want to yell along in your car:
30 Seconds to Mars aka Jared Leto's band with "This is War"
Old News:
MGMT's "Time to Pretend"
Glasvegas with "Geraldine"
Passion Pit (out of Boston!!) with "Little Secrets"
Love you alllll, and be back soon!
XOXO - Christine
Current obsessions:
Mumford & Sons, "Little Lion Man"
M&S with "Awake Your Soul" Live
For the times when you want to yell along in your car:
30 Seconds to Mars aka Jared Leto's band with "This is War"
Old News:
MGMT's "Time to Pretend"
Glasvegas with "Geraldine"
Passion Pit (out of Boston!!) with "Little Secrets"
Love you alllll, and be back soon!
XOXO - Christine
Saturday, May 22, 2010
I Love Bill Simmons
Via the hilarious sportswriter's @CelticsChants Twitter account:
Love it.
Have fun tonight my bunnies!
XOXO - Christine
Love it.Have fun tonight my bunnies!
XOXO - Christine
Best. Discovery. Ever.
This just made my already-awesome-even-though-I'm-exhausted-and-still-hungover-from-last-night day!!
Behold the glory that is daytripsociety!
Is it possible to be in love with a website? Because I'm pretty sure I am...
Serving tray.
Nautical plates.
LOVE these.
Made from a recycled sail.
Definitely could have used these today.
Anyway, that's it for now friendlies, can't wait to update you all tomorrow about whatever shenanigans we get into tonight!
XOXO - Christine
Behold the glory that is daytripsociety!
Is it possible to be in love with a website? Because I'm pretty sure I am...FYI, the following items are on the table as potential future bday/christmas/you-are-awesome gifts:
A fictional graphic novel about Bigfoot's life, from his perspective? Yes please!
Serving tray.
Nautical plates.
LOVE these.
Made from a recycled sail.
Definitely could have used these today.
Anyway, that's it for now friendlies, can't wait to update you all tomorrow about whatever shenanigans we get into tonight!
XOXO - Christine
Thursday, May 20, 2010
"I want to deboard your crazy train..."
This is mother effing hilarious: (Via HNTDO)
Happy almost Friday!!
XOXO - Christine
How to Dump Online: Email
Subject Line: I’ve Notified Law Enforcement Good Memories
Dear Tabitha,
I’ve been doing a lot of heavy drinking thinking, and I want to deboard your crazy train don’t think we should keep seeing each other. I really like your apartment you and I’m obviously very attracted to your roommate you, and in a lot ways I am baffled as to how you manage to function daily on even the most basic level we match well, but I just can’t see myself watching you pick lint off your sweater and eat it again staying in a relationship here.
It’s a very specific general feeling, more based on the incident where you shoved the prongs of a fork under your thumbnail until it bled without comment where I am in my life. It’s easy hard to explain, and I guess I needed my recent vacation to hide from you figure things out, but I really feel like it wouldn’t be fair to keep boning seeing you after i found the dead racoons in your freezer if that’s the way I’m leaning. I feel like if I don’t make this decision now, my life will be at risk in the very near future we’d both get more and more emotionally invested, and yet I’d still feel like I’d need to probably move out of state leave, and then it would be much worse for my physical safety.
Just to be clear, this has everything nothing to do with everything anything you did or definitely did didn’t do. You’ve caused my very soul to shudder been great in all ways, and I really did recoil in disgust enjoy getting to know you. Believe me this was a prudent not an easy decision to make, and it’s not one I made without first securing an order of protection lightly either.
I wish you were locked up the best - you’re on your way to a 72 hour involuntary psych hold brilliant, every idea you have is born of some deeply seeded psychosis pure genius! You’re beyond drug therapy hilarious yet curiously allowed to roam free sensitive, tolerably attractive cute yet bangable sexy also. And you could win gold in the crazier than a sh*thouse rat contest kissing olympics. Please don’t call me hate me, and I hope you are very far away very soon understand.I’ve already changed my name, Best of luck to you in all that you do,
-Formerly Max Smith
Also via hownottodateonline.com....
This looks like approximately 30% of my Match.com interactions. Like this one. Remember?
Lazy-eye: NICE LEGGS
Me: Great pick up line...not creepy at all. P.S. No thanks.
Lazy-eye: miss picky on the internet? LMAO
Me: The last thing I need in my life is a 41-year old man who doesn't understand the proper usage of capitalization. They're called standards, and, shocker, I have them; in fact, most girls my age do. Good luck finding a 21-year old "4 FRIENDSHIP AND SOMETHING REALLY COOL."
Good times.
Happy almost Friday!!
XOXO - Christine
Monday, May 17, 2010
Music Monday Update
Because I forgot to write about The Big Pink, but couldn't wait until next Monday to share my love for their song "Dominos."
And "Too Fake" from Hockey, via JDubs. I told you my man friends were good for something!
Seriously heart you all.
XOXO - Christine
And "Too Fake" from Hockey, via JDubs. I told you my man friends were good for something!
Seriously heart you all.
XOXO - Christine
New Feature = Music Mondays!!
Welcome to your very first Music Monday my friends! Those of you who know me personally know that I have extremely eclectic taste in music. The playlist I'm currently listening to is a mix of dirty rap, country, love songs that alternately make me smile slash want to die inside, and, of course, Vampire Weekend. In addition to loving a variety of music, I also tend to discover certain songs before everyone else catches on to how great they are, like La Roux's "Bulletproof," which I've loved since it came out last year, but is only now getting major radio play.
In that spirit, I'm going to start posting music recommendations and videos each Monday for your viewing/listening pleasure. Some of it will be brand spankin' new, some will be old school, and all of it will be awesome in one way or another. I'm basically going to post whatever I've been awkwardly blasting as I zoom around the city with my windows rolled down, and I hope you love it as much as I do!
Enjoy....
This week, I'm recommending 16 songs that have been in heavy rotation on my itunes. Just because it's been gorgeous out lately, I'll begin with Vampire Weekend's "A-Punk," off their self-titled 2008 album, and "Cousins" and "Giving up the Gun" from their most recent album, "Contra." See "Cousins" below:
If you love Vampire Weekend like I do, then you'll probably also enjoy Pheonix's "1901" and Gyptain's "Hold You," which is my top cruising-around-the-city song at the moment. You should also check out Black Kids, specifically "I'm Not Going to Teach Your Boyfriend to Dance with You," anything by MGMT, and if you must, Sleigh Bells, though I think they're a bit overrated at the moment. Here is Pheonix, live on Letterman:
Bob Sinclair's "World, Hold On," might do the trick for you as well, but I have to be honest and say that I much preferred his smash hit, "Love Generation," which was the theme song to my senior year of college. Alright, fuck it, I'm offically endorsing "Love Generation" over "World, Hold On," but I'm too lazy to change the playlist, so....deal.
Moving right along....if you're a country music lover, then I'm probably not telling you anything new when I recommend the Zac Brown Band's "Toes," but summer is upon us and I couldn't resist adding it to the playlist. On the country front, I've also been loving "Gimme That Girl" by Joe Nichols, the same guy responsible for "Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off." Compare and contrast below:
If you're a fan of the hot mess that is Ke$ha, then you'll love her latest singles, "Take it Off" and "Your Love is My Drug." Favorite line? "So I got a question, do you want to have a slumber party in my basement; do I make your heart beat like an 808 drum; is my love your drug?"
If you're in the mood for hip hop, then definitely check out "Beamer, Benz, or Bentley" by the comeback kid, Lloyd Banks. Best line? "She always ready, to give me that Becky. Last time it was so good I almost crashed my Bentley." I like to think that I'm up on the latest lingo, but what the fuck is a Becky? A new name for a blow jay? So strange.
I can't not mention "Airplanes" by B.o.B. featuring Hayley Williams from Paramore, because it's just so damn good for shouting along (or interperetively dancing) to in the car.
On that note....I'm still pissed that I never bought tickets to this year's SummerJam. Perhaps a little Jason Derulo will cheer me up?
Yup...that definitely did the trick!
Next up we have Trey Songz, with "Neighbors Know My Name," which should be added to everyone's sex mixes ASAP. The video is hot, but involves a tub of milk, which is just a tad too awk, even for this blog.
My final recommendations are best suited for those times when you're either crazy happy and want to fully embrace it, or for the times when shit is so bad that you just need to wallow for a while. Enter Colbie Callait with the epically depressing "I Never Told You."
And Angel Taylor, with the slightly more cheerful, "Like You Do."
Whew, that was a lot. Next week I'll probably only be recommending a few new songs, but I figured I'd start Music Mondays with a bang. I hope you guys enjoyed my random assortment of songs and I'll be back soon!
XOXO - Christine
In that spirit, I'm going to start posting music recommendations and videos each Monday for your viewing/listening pleasure. Some of it will be brand spankin' new, some will be old school, and all of it will be awesome in one way or another. I'm basically going to post whatever I've been awkwardly blasting as I zoom around the city with my windows rolled down, and I hope you love it as much as I do!
Enjoy....
This week, I'm recommending 16 songs that have been in heavy rotation on my itunes. Just because it's been gorgeous out lately, I'll begin with Vampire Weekend's "A-Punk," off their self-titled 2008 album, and "Cousins" and "Giving up the Gun" from their most recent album, "Contra." See "Cousins" below:If you love Vampire Weekend like I do, then you'll probably also enjoy Pheonix's "1901" and Gyptain's "Hold You," which is my top cruising-around-the-city song at the moment. You should also check out Black Kids, specifically "I'm Not Going to Teach Your Boyfriend to Dance with You," anything by MGMT, and if you must, Sleigh Bells, though I think they're a bit overrated at the moment. Here is Pheonix, live on Letterman:
Bob Sinclair's "World, Hold On," might do the trick for you as well, but I have to be honest and say that I much preferred his smash hit, "Love Generation," which was the theme song to my senior year of college. Alright, fuck it, I'm offically endorsing "Love Generation" over "World, Hold On," but I'm too lazy to change the playlist, so....deal.
Moving right along....if you're a country music lover, then I'm probably not telling you anything new when I recommend the Zac Brown Band's "Toes," but summer is upon us and I couldn't resist adding it to the playlist. On the country front, I've also been loving "Gimme That Girl" by Joe Nichols, the same guy responsible for "Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off." Compare and contrast below:
If you're a fan of the hot mess that is Ke$ha, then you'll love her latest singles, "Take it Off" and "Your Love is My Drug." Favorite line? "So I got a question, do you want to have a slumber party in my basement; do I make your heart beat like an 808 drum; is my love your drug?"
If you're in the mood for hip hop, then definitely check out "Beamer, Benz, or Bentley" by the comeback kid, Lloyd Banks. Best line? "She always ready, to give me that Becky. Last time it was so good I almost crashed my Bentley." I like to think that I'm up on the latest lingo, but what the fuck is a Becky? A new name for a blow jay? So strange.
I can't not mention "Airplanes" by B.o.B. featuring Hayley Williams from Paramore, because it's just so damn good for shouting along (or interperetively dancing) to in the car.
On that note....I'm still pissed that I never bought tickets to this year's SummerJam. Perhaps a little Jason Derulo will cheer me up?
Yup...that definitely did the trick!
Next up we have Trey Songz, with "Neighbors Know My Name," which should be added to everyone's sex mixes ASAP. The video is hot, but involves a tub of milk, which is just a tad too awk, even for this blog.
My final recommendations are best suited for those times when you're either crazy happy and want to fully embrace it, or for the times when shit is so bad that you just need to wallow for a while. Enter Colbie Callait with the epically depressing "I Never Told You."
And Angel Taylor, with the slightly more cheerful, "Like You Do."
Whew, that was a lot. Next week I'll probably only be recommending a few new songs, but I figured I'd start Music Mondays with a bang. I hope you guys enjoyed my random assortment of songs and I'll be back soon!
XOXO - Christine
Friday, May 14, 2010
Life is good today....
So.....I officially have my masters degree. Yay me. In order to celebrate, I am going to get rip-roaring drunk tonight and try not to make any inappropriate phone calls or make out with any half-black gangster wannabes at the bar. Because, you know, that's never the goal.
In that spirit, here is a verbatim conversation that Anna and I just had regarding this weekend:
Anna: I don't want to go out.
Me: That's fine, but do you want me to throw some champ on ice for you?
Anna: But why? I don't want to go out.
Me: Well, I dunno, I mean, I'm crushing PBRs...
Anna: Why?
Me: I don't know, because I had a long week, the Bruins are on, and I need to celebrate getting my masters...?
Anna: Wait, but I thought we were going out tomorrow night!?
Me: Yeah, I'm going out both nights. Summer Christine is back baby!
Anna: Oh god...OOOH GOD.
And in honor of these momentous occasions (graduating; return of fun me) I give you the Zac Brown Band, because this how I feel right now, minus the fact that the Bruins and the Flyers are currently tied.
Love the PBR shout-out! Hope you all have magically awkward and/or hilariously fun Friday nights!!
XOXO - Christine
In that spirit, here is a verbatim conversation that Anna and I just had regarding this weekend:
Anna: I don't want to go out.
Me: That's fine, but do you want me to throw some champ on ice for you?
Anna: But why? I don't want to go out.
Me: Well, I dunno, I mean, I'm crushing PBRs...
Anna: Why?
Me: I don't know, because I had a long week, the Bruins are on, and I need to celebrate getting my masters...?
Anna: Wait, but I thought we were going out tomorrow night!?
Me: Yeah, I'm going out both nights. Summer Christine is back baby!
Anna: Oh god...OOOH GOD.
And in honor of these momentous occasions (graduating; return of fun me) I give you the Zac Brown Band, because this how I feel right now, minus the fact that the Bruins and the Flyers are currently tied.
Love the PBR shout-out! Hope you all have magically awkward and/or hilariously fun Friday nights!!
XOXO - Christine
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
KCSCougar is a Genius Animator
Please enjoy Lady Gaga's little monsters...
Leno and Conan...
The Real Housewives of NYC...
And my all-time faves, the Real Housewives of New Jersey...
XOXO - Christine
Leno and Conan...
The Real Housewives of NYC...
And my all-time faves, the Real Housewives of New Jersey...
XOXO - Christine
Monday, May 10, 2010
The Break-Up Breakdown
Heyyyyy friends!
I hope everyone had as wild a weekend as I did...but that's probably not where I should begin, now is it? I know you're all just dyyyying to hear about my love life, especially since I went dark for a week without any word on the Jim situation.
So, where're we at, you ask? Short answer: In a much better place. Long answer: Brace yourself, it's complicated.
When I last left you friendlies, I hadn't heard from Jim since the break-up phone call heard 'round the bar, and was fully preparing myself for the inevitable vanishing act to follow. Thankfully, he finally contacted me later that night (via text) to say that he'd definitely like to meet up mid-week to talk things out and that he'd call me the following day.
Wednesday night rolled around, and after the longest day of all time, I made the drive over to his house. We went upstairs to talk, and I think we were both glad that we'd had a few days to think things through. He apologized for telling me on Friday night that we had "no chemistry" and said that he had been angry with me for posting La Roux's "Bulletproof" video on facebook, because it seemed to be directed entirely at him. I admitted that we had moved to fast; spent too much time together from the beginning. I said I was sorry for letting us get into a rut so soon, and explained that I hadn't been giving him my best me.
In the end, we decided to take a no contact break for 2-3 weeks, and then we can go from there. My fear is that he'll throw himself back into the dating game, meet another girl, and do the exact same thing to her in his quest to get over the hurt from his last break-up. I told him as much, and that my hope is that we'll both take this time to regroup. I need to get back to being my normal, fun, non-stressed self, and he needs to get over his ex-girlfriend and back to a place where he's ready to open up again.
Post-talk, I ventured downstairs where I bumped into his parents, who I'd really gotten to know during our brief courtship. I felt as though they deserved a proper goodbye, so I told them that we were taking a break, and that I didn't know if I'd be back. I thanked them for having me in their home, at which point they both bear hugged me while his dad called me "kiddo" and his mom patted my back and said, "we'll see, we'll see!" Definitely a bit of a bittersweet moment.
Jim walked me out, gave me a big hug, and said that drunk texts and dials would be forgiven, which is good for everyone since we both made that mistake this past weekend.
Speaking of the weekend...I had a wild time on Saturday night when a big group of us went out for Ali's birthday party at JTree.
For those of you who haven't been, it's a sports bar type of situation upstairs, with a sketchy sketch sketch dancefloor downstairs. We began the night on the upper level, where I actually ran into The Cop, before moving to the club level below as the night wore on.
I took down my fair share of Coors Lights and managed to black out pretty hard, but not before dancing around a pole and taking 1,000 awkward photos with my friends, including a very classy kitchen floor photo shoot with Kate.
It was definitely nice to get crazy and let loose with my friends after being so lame for all of January and February, and I feel like I'm getting back to being myself more and more every day. So, we shall see...until then, I love you all and I will be back here blogging again soon!
XOXO - Christine
I hope everyone had as wild a weekend as I did...but that's probably not where I should begin, now is it? I know you're all just dyyyying to hear about my love life, especially since I went dark for a week without any word on the Jim situation.
So, where're we at, you ask? Short answer: In a much better place. Long answer: Brace yourself, it's complicated.
When I last left you friendlies, I hadn't heard from Jim since the break-up phone call heard 'round the bar, and was fully preparing myself for the inevitable vanishing act to follow. Thankfully, he finally contacted me later that night (via text) to say that he'd definitely like to meet up mid-week to talk things out and that he'd call me the following day.
Wednesday night rolled around, and after the longest day of all time, I made the drive over to his house. We went upstairs to talk, and I think we were both glad that we'd had a few days to think things through. He apologized for telling me on Friday night that we had "no chemistry" and said that he had been angry with me for posting La Roux's "Bulletproof" video on facebook, because it seemed to be directed entirely at him. I admitted that we had moved to fast; spent too much time together from the beginning. I said I was sorry for letting us get into a rut so soon, and explained that I hadn't been giving him my best me.
In the end, we decided to take a no contact break for 2-3 weeks, and then we can go from there. My fear is that he'll throw himself back into the dating game, meet another girl, and do the exact same thing to her in his quest to get over the hurt from his last break-up. I told him as much, and that my hope is that we'll both take this time to regroup. I need to get back to being my normal, fun, non-stressed self, and he needs to get over his ex-girlfriend and back to a place where he's ready to open up again.
Post-talk, I ventured downstairs where I bumped into his parents, who I'd really gotten to know during our brief courtship. I felt as though they deserved a proper goodbye, so I told them that we were taking a break, and that I didn't know if I'd be back. I thanked them for having me in their home, at which point they both bear hugged me while his dad called me "kiddo" and his mom patted my back and said, "we'll see, we'll see!" Definitely a bit of a bittersweet moment.
Jim walked me out, gave me a big hug, and said that drunk texts and dials would be forgiven, which is good for everyone since we both made that mistake this past weekend.
Speaking of the weekend...I had a wild time on Saturday night when a big group of us went out for Ali's birthday party at JTree.
For those of you who haven't been, it's a sports bar type of situation upstairs, with a sketchy sketch sketch dancefloor downstairs. We began the night on the upper level, where I actually ran into The Cop, before moving to the club level below as the night wore on.
I took down my fair share of Coors Lights and managed to black out pretty hard, but not before dancing around a pole and taking 1,000 awkward photos with my friends, including a very classy kitchen floor photo shoot with Kate.
It was definitely nice to get crazy and let loose with my friends after being so lame for all of January and February, and I feel like I'm getting back to being myself more and more every day. So, we shall see...until then, I love you all and I will be back here blogging again soon!
XOXO - Christine
Friday, May 7, 2010
"Lil' Jon, he always tells the truth..."
Cannot describe my love for this song with words, so here's the video:
This song, and pretty much anything by Vampire Weekend, immediately transports me to my lake house, where I'm surrounded by water, sun, and friends, and am generally loving life. What I'm trying to say is that it would be basically impossible for this song to not put a smile on my face.
Speaking of Vampire Weekend, I was listening to "Oxford Comma" for the thousandth time the other week and my mind was BLOWN by a lyrical revelation. Ready for it? Skip to 1:41 to hear the slickest Lil' Jon shout out ever (no "YEAAAHHH, OKAAYYY" here).
Incredible, right? In case you missed it, the song goes: "First it's to the window, then it's to the wall; Lil' Jon, he always tells the truth..." Too funny that it took me well over two years to notice haha.
Anyway lovers, I hope you've all had wonderful weeks and I will be posting a break-up/life update later tonight or tomorrow!
XOXO - Christine
This song, and pretty much anything by Vampire Weekend, immediately transports me to my lake house, where I'm surrounded by water, sun, and friends, and am generally loving life. What I'm trying to say is that it would be basically impossible for this song to not put a smile on my face.
Speaking of Vampire Weekend, I was listening to "Oxford Comma" for the thousandth time the other week and my mind was BLOWN by a lyrical revelation. Ready for it? Skip to 1:41 to hear the slickest Lil' Jon shout out ever (no "YEAAAHHH, OKAAYYY" here).
Incredible, right? In case you missed it, the song goes: "First it's to the window, then it's to the wall; Lil' Jon, he always tells the truth..." Too funny that it took me well over two years to notice haha.
Anyway lovers, I hope you've all had wonderful weeks and I will be posting a break-up/life update later tonight or tomorrow!
XOXO - Christine
Sunday, May 2, 2010
(603): Soooo, I was just dumped. Via Phone. At Grand Canal. As a violinist was walking by serenading people. FML.
Well hello there friends! I haven't seen you in what, a month now? I apologize for disappearing without warning, but I desperately needed a month off to get my life together and figure out where things were going with the new boy I mentioned last time. And where did things wind up going? Say it with me now...fuckin' NOWHERE. (For the full effect, read that Bobby-style, with less bitterness and a lil more Boondock Saints.)
Yes friends, that's right, I was unceremoniously dumped this past Friday night in pretty spectacular fashion.
Which brings us to Friday night...
I got home from school around 7 and prepped myself to rage with Ali, Natasha, and Flores down at The Landing. When I finally arrived, the place (a roped in area on the aquarium pier) was packed with people I know. I immediately began double (okay, triple) fisting and having a blast with Dave, Greg, CJ, Boston Dave, Dan, Evan, Sean, Justin, Ali, Natas, Flo, and about a dozen other friends and friends of friends.
As the night went on, the group thinned out and eventually it was down to about ten of us, who decided to make the trek over to Grand Canal. Not sure if you guys remember iPhonegate 2009, but the point is that horrible things usually happen to me at Grand Canal, but I love it regardless. We began walking over, but then Dan decided that "private equity doesn't walk, private equity cabs it," so we wound up squeezing 7 of us into a cab, at which point I heard Jim's ominous ringtone (the beginning to "Shipping up the Boston").
I picked up and told him that I'd call him back when I got to the bar, which I then did from the patio out back. We talked for a half an hour or so and the conversation went from him telling me to go have fun with my friends, to me asking him what was wrong, to us breaking up and me crying at the bar. The part that makes this hilarious? Try the fact that the street violinist from my neighborhood walked by at this very moment to serenade all of the drunk couples. It was a dramatic moment fit for Lifetime, and I couldn't stop laughcrying because of it. And then...I hung up the phone, went back into the bar with a brave face on, accepted pity drinks and hugs, and danced my face off.
Post-Grand Canal, a bunch of people came back to my apartment to hang out and play some beirut until 4:30 or so. Dan and I teamed up to take on Boston Dave and his lady friend, and I honestly had the best beirut game of my life, sinking nearly every shot and finally winning it for us when we were down to one cup each and they'd hit our cup. One bounce shot later and we were clearly the champions. The night finally ended when Boston Dave broke a kitchen chair and the cold champagne ran dry.
The next morning, I talked to my best friend from high school, Catherine, for an hour or so and she gave me some really excellent perspective on the situation. Based on what I'd told her about this new relationship, it was clear to her that I liked him, but that the intensity of my liking was magnified by how well he treated me, since I haven't had that in a very, very long time. I've done a lot of thinking, and I recognize that she's absolutely right. Do I like him as a person? Absolutely. Did I cry when he ended things? Definitely. Was I mourning the loss of the constant affection as much as I was sad about him choosing to remove himself from my life? Yes, for certain, and that was the point she really drove home for me.
Anyway, midday tears and phone convos done, I Derby'd myself up and headed over to Toppers to meet my friends. If you recall, last year I actually went to the Derby and had the most amazing/awkward time of my life. This year was no different, minus the fact that instead of blacking out and awkwardly hitting on Greg, I was semi-sober and had to keep tabs on his drunk ass so he wouldn't die in the streets of Boston. Natasha wound up buying a spectacular Derby hat and we made our way over to Game On. The weather was gorgeous (somehow better than it was in Louisville itself), and we had a blast. Natasha even managed to win a prize when she bet on SuperSaver, the winning horse! It was a great time...until Ali almost choked some girl out for being a bitch. Oh Ali and her rage...
After Game On, we mosied over to Kings to meet up with Goob and Karen (Koob) for his old roomie's bday party. During said moseying, Ali was still bent out of shape about the girl in the ugly orange dress and kept threatening to serve her Boston tap water as revenge (for those of you who aren't from here, we had a massive water main break and we're not supposed to drink the water, Mexico-style). Everyone was dragging a bit while we were there, so the girls and I wound up leaving. Ali and Lauren peaced out and Natasha and I went on the longest walking tour of Charlestown ever to meet Greg at Tavern on the Water.
When we showed up, Greg was in rare form (not so rare for him) and looked like a very preppy and yet disheveled homeless man, a trend that should soon catch on and be known as "laid off day trader." He convinced us to head back to my building to hang out with the boys upstairs, which we then did. A beer later, and we were on our way to Good Life, with an incredibly racist, youtube sensation aspiring cabbie at the wheel.
Here, our group split up because several of us looked inside at the clientele and couldn't justify paying $20 a head to hang with pure sketchiness. Off to Bell we went, where Natasha "knows people" and was able to get us in without a cover, complete with an escort through the kitchen and up the back stairwell. Finally, the night was coming to a close when I got a call from BDubs. We wound up hanging out and he managed to not pee in any inappropriate locales, so that was a huge bonus.
So, in summation of my weekend:
- Friday was a shitshow (it always is when Dan and Dave are in the mix) and I still managed to have the time -and best beirut game- of my life, despite being dumped pretty spectacularly.
- Saturday night involved Game On, Kings, Tavern on the Water, my apt, Good Life, and Bell. Saturday night also involved BDubs, Greg, and many of my other favorite people. Good time = guaranteed, lack of clean water in Boston be damned.
- Today shall be full of golf (or more appropriately "whiffs" in my case) and a BBQ at Karen's in Southie. Do I have a lot of school work to do? Yes. Will it get done? Eventually. But for now, I just need to hang out with my friends and get back to being my normal, happy, single self.
So, that's where I'm at. I just want to give a huge thank you to my friends who were there for me this weekend and who stayed up with me both nights so I wouldn't have to be alone in my apartment while Kate's in Ireland. I already know that I will be fine, but that doesn't make this, or the prospect of getting back out there, any easier, especially after the awful year I've had dating-wise. Love you all, and I will be a more diligent blogger going forward now that I'm almost done with school. Okay, time for me to go lace up my golf shoes and hit the driving range with Karen, Goob, and Natas...have a wonderful Sunday afternoon everyone!
XOXO - Christine
Yes friends, that's right, I was unceremoniously dumped this past Friday night in pretty spectacular fashion.
Which brings us to Friday night...
I got home from school around 7 and prepped myself to rage with Ali, Natasha, and Flores down at The Landing. When I finally arrived, the place (a roped in area on the aquarium pier) was packed with people I know. I immediately began double (okay, triple) fisting and having a blast with Dave, Greg, CJ, Boston Dave, Dan, Evan, Sean, Justin, Ali, Natas, Flo, and about a dozen other friends and friends of friends.
As the night went on, the group thinned out and eventually it was down to about ten of us, who decided to make the trek over to Grand Canal. Not sure if you guys remember iPhonegate 2009, but the point is that horrible things usually happen to me at Grand Canal, but I love it regardless. We began walking over, but then Dan decided that "private equity doesn't walk, private equity cabs it," so we wound up squeezing 7 of us into a cab, at which point I heard Jim's ominous ringtone (the beginning to "Shipping up the Boston").
I picked up and told him that I'd call him back when I got to the bar, which I then did from the patio out back. We talked for a half an hour or so and the conversation went from him telling me to go have fun with my friends, to me asking him what was wrong, to us breaking up and me crying at the bar. The part that makes this hilarious? Try the fact that the street violinist from my neighborhood walked by at this very moment to serenade all of the drunk couples. It was a dramatic moment fit for Lifetime, and I couldn't stop laughcrying because of it. And then...I hung up the phone, went back into the bar with a brave face on, accepted pity drinks and hugs, and danced my face off.
Post-Grand Canal, a bunch of people came back to my apartment to hang out and play some beirut until 4:30 or so. Dan and I teamed up to take on Boston Dave and his lady friend, and I honestly had the best beirut game of my life, sinking nearly every shot and finally winning it for us when we were down to one cup each and they'd hit our cup. One bounce shot later and we were clearly the champions. The night finally ended when Boston Dave broke a kitchen chair and the cold champagne ran dry.
The next morning, I talked to my best friend from high school, Catherine, for an hour or so and she gave me some really excellent perspective on the situation. Based on what I'd told her about this new relationship, it was clear to her that I liked him, but that the intensity of my liking was magnified by how well he treated me, since I haven't had that in a very, very long time. I've done a lot of thinking, and I recognize that she's absolutely right. Do I like him as a person? Absolutely. Did I cry when he ended things? Definitely. Was I mourning the loss of the constant affection as much as I was sad about him choosing to remove himself from my life? Yes, for certain, and that was the point she really drove home for me.
Anyway, midday tears and phone convos done, I Derby'd myself up and headed over to Toppers to meet my friends. If you recall, last year I actually went to the Derby and had the most amazing/awkward time of my life. This year was no different, minus the fact that instead of blacking out and awkwardly hitting on Greg, I was semi-sober and had to keep tabs on his drunk ass so he wouldn't die in the streets of Boston. Natasha wound up buying a spectacular Derby hat and we made our way over to Game On. The weather was gorgeous (somehow better than it was in Louisville itself), and we had a blast. Natasha even managed to win a prize when she bet on SuperSaver, the winning horse! It was a great time...until Ali almost choked some girl out for being a bitch. Oh Ali and her rage...
After Game On, we mosied over to Kings to meet up with Goob and Karen (Koob) for his old roomie's bday party. During said moseying, Ali was still bent out of shape about the girl in the ugly orange dress and kept threatening to serve her Boston tap water as revenge (for those of you who aren't from here, we had a massive water main break and we're not supposed to drink the water, Mexico-style). Everyone was dragging a bit while we were there, so the girls and I wound up leaving. Ali and Lauren peaced out and Natasha and I went on the longest walking tour of Charlestown ever to meet Greg at Tavern on the Water.
When we showed up, Greg was in rare form (not so rare for him) and looked like a very preppy and yet disheveled homeless man, a trend that should soon catch on and be known as "laid off day trader." He convinced us to head back to my building to hang out with the boys upstairs, which we then did. A beer later, and we were on our way to Good Life, with an incredibly racist, youtube sensation aspiring cabbie at the wheel.
Here, our group split up because several of us looked inside at the clientele and couldn't justify paying $20 a head to hang with pure sketchiness. Off to Bell we went, where Natasha "knows people" and was able to get us in without a cover, complete with an escort through the kitchen and up the back stairwell. Finally, the night was coming to a close when I got a call from BDubs. We wound up hanging out and he managed to not pee in any inappropriate locales, so that was a huge bonus.
So, in summation of my weekend:
- Friday was a shitshow (it always is when Dan and Dave are in the mix) and I still managed to have the time -and best beirut game- of my life, despite being dumped pretty spectacularly.
- Saturday night involved Game On, Kings, Tavern on the Water, my apt, Good Life, and Bell. Saturday night also involved BDubs, Greg, and many of my other favorite people. Good time = guaranteed, lack of clean water in Boston be damned.
- Today shall be full of golf (or more appropriately "whiffs" in my case) and a BBQ at Karen's in Southie. Do I have a lot of school work to do? Yes. Will it get done? Eventually. But for now, I just need to hang out with my friends and get back to being my normal, happy, single self.
So, that's where I'm at. I just want to give a huge thank you to my friends who were there for me this weekend and who stayed up with me both nights so I wouldn't have to be alone in my apartment while Kate's in Ireland. I already know that I will be fine, but that doesn't make this, or the prospect of getting back out there, any easier, especially after the awful year I've had dating-wise. Love you all, and I will be a more diligent blogger going forward now that I'm almost done with school. Okay, time for me to go lace up my golf shoes and hit the driving range with Karen, Goob, and Natas...have a wonderful Sunday afternoon everyone!
XOXO - Christine
Monday, March 29, 2010
Sorry for partying...
Hi friends!
So remember how I previously discussed my barriers to being a better blogger? And my first issue listed was the condo renovation? Well, we're slowly but surely making progress! Here are some photos from before and during the construction:
Old view from the kitchen...boo.
New view!
Which comes courtesy of the closet demo above.
Awkward bar/closet situation (don't even get me started on that decor).
Gone, along with the carpet.
I seriously can't wait until I have all of the "after" shots for you guys and everything is all beautiful and blue and white! My mom actually asked me if I seriously wanted blue everywhere, and I had to point out to her that 24 years of loving something means it's not a phase. I mean, really, talk about not knowing your child haha.
In other news, I went out this past weekend and partied my face off for Natasha's birthday.
So remember how I previously discussed my barriers to being a better blogger? And my first issue listed was the condo renovation? Well, we're slowly but surely making progress! Here are some photos from before and during the construction:
Old view from the kitchen...boo.
New view!
Which comes courtesy of the closet demo above.
Awkward bar/closet situation (don't even get me started on that decor).
Gone, along with the carpet.I seriously can't wait until I have all of the "after" shots for you guys and everything is all beautiful and blue and white! My mom actually asked me if I seriously wanted blue everywhere, and I had to point out to her that 24 years of loving something means it's not a phase. I mean, really, talk about not knowing your child haha.
In other news, I went out this past weekend and partied my face off for Natasha's birthday.
Also in attendance were Lauren, Margaret, and many others, along with...drumroll please...a new boy I've been seeing (and some of his friends). Unfortunately for you, he knows about the blog, and he's not entirely comfortable with the idea of me talking about him here...but I will tell you this: He makes me laugh, he treats me well, and he partied like a champion with my friends this past weekend. Any guy who can hold his own while breaking it down at Bell with us gets an A+ in my book.
Alright, it's time for bed, but watch out for a post coming up regarding "Hot Tub Time Machine," which I am beyond pumped to see later this week!
XOXO - Christine
Alright, it's time for bed, but watch out for a post coming up regarding "Hot Tub Time Machine," which I am beyond pumped to see later this week!
XOXO - Christine
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Erin Go Bragh!
Happy St. Patty's Day lovers! I hope you all had fun celebrating the holiest of holidays!
XOXO - Christine & the many Irish canines on these here internets
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