Stream of Consciousness Friday
Hi guys! TGIF! I am currently at work (shhh don’t tell!) and found myself without minds to mold students to tutor, so thought I’d give a shout out to my all my lovely ones out in cyberspace. I debated on what I’d write about and then I thought “ya know, I’m really not feeling a post on health stuff today!” Does that ever happen to you healthy lifestyle bloggers? You just really do not want to talk the 3-W-A (what, where, why I ate) or do the whole scale-shame thing or the BMT (bitch, moan, go on tirade) thing? LOL. Hmm I think I am having more fun coming up with acronyms than actually thinking/writing. Typical. Anyway, I thought I would try something new and give you my week in review (because my life and opinions are *oh so exceptional and important* see Wikipedia entry on generation Y here) in a stream-of-consciousness way…
So this week has been the usual slave slave slave toil toil toil (must be my class on imperialism talkin’ + my closet actress whose prone to exaggeration). But I’ve gotten through the week, completed all my assignments and chose to sacrifice a social life and sleep to do it. Hey, it happens. I would feel more sorry for myself, but whenever I want to I conjure an image of a stunned Taylor Swift and I am immediately brought back to Earth. Speaking of Earth, from where in hell does Kanye hail from? Oh I think I just answered that. Speaking of Kanye, here are some situations of mine he could gladly interrupt:
- when being lectured by a parent
- when getting pulled over by a cop
- when being hit on by a perv or slime ball (‘cuz otherwise, it’s ok! LOL j/k!)
- when a solicitor comes to the door or a telemarketer calls
- when someone is calling me out on my b.s…publicly
- whenever anyone, particularly a significant other I’d rather not quarrel with, says, “We need to talk…”
- any awkward encounter involving seeing someone outside of the element from which i know them (am i the only one who gets weirded out seeing a professor at a coffee shop and knowing they actually have a life and world outside the classroom? weird!)
- any awkward encounter involving an ex-interest, a stalker, a frenemy, etc.
- when i’m in line at the grocery market and some stranger wants my advice on his eating habits
- when a professor calls on me to answer a question i don’t know the answer to
- when I’m being hypnotized or manipulated to do evil by a sorcerer, witch or some other mystical being (unless it’s Edward Cullen, in which case, manipulate away
- when i’m about to eat peanut butter straight from the jar, eat a cookie the size of my head or generally indulge in any binge-like behavior
Just thought I’d throw it out there, Kanye. If you’re gonna be a jack ass, at least be a useful one. Speaking of being inappropriate, did you guys catch The Office last night? Oh Michael and his rumor mill…too hilarious. That show never ceases to make my life happy. Am I the only one who has a major crush on Jim? How lucky am I to have my own real-life version?
And on that corny, gushy note, the other day I was wondering if everyone calls their significant other “babe.” I mean really. Are we all that unoriginal? I used to wince every time I heard someone call their significant other “babe” (I was like what do we all revert to pigs when we enter relationships?). Then I became that person and all you hear is “babe” this and “babe” that with a sprinkle of “baby” and some random splatterings of “love muffin,” “smurf,” and “emu.” Don’t ask. Don’t judge.
If we’re on the topic of not judging…let me preface this with the fact that I am totally 100% for body acceptance to the Nth degree, which is why I am way concerned that no one has mentioned how utterly famished and emaciated the majority of the models in Fashion Week looked! I was scanning some of the designer clothes, stealing ideas getting inspired by outfits I could put together from my thrift store visits and I was shocked! Has no one else noticed this? Am I the only one who thinks sticks and stones should stay associated with childish come-back statements, not with real-life people marching down the runway? Wait, no, of course, I’m not…see the gorgeous Crystal Renn.
Wow. That ended up being a bit in the BMT category listed above, eh? Oh well!
I hope you guys have a wonderful weekend! What’s on the agenda? How many of you blog, or have blogged, from work? What situations of yours could Kanye interrupt at any time?
<3, The Cranky One
Tags: blogging, Crystal Renn, Fashion Week, healthy lifestyle blogging, Kanye West, Taylor Swift, terms of endearment

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I call my husband “Angel” and he calls me “Angel Baby”. We’re so cute!
Most models look hungry to me!
Cracking up at your list of situations!
There is some Zen Koan about tangerines being the meaning of life, so my boyfriend calls me “my tangerine.” He also calls me “baby baby.” Doubling it up makes it more original, right? I always add an adjective in front of baby. If he’s sleepy I call him “sleepy baby” and if he’s hungry I call him “hungry baby” and if he’s being smart I call him “smart baby.” You get the disgusting jist. Gist? Jisty gist.
You didn’t even ask what we call our significant others. I must have just wanted to talk about him.
the episode of the office where michael and jan keep calling eachother babe is one of my favorites haha.
Most often it’s cute versions of our names or just “love”. This also made me think of this: http://xkcd.com/515/
My blog just kinda evolves to wherever my head is at the moment. So right now it’s all wedding all the time with a little bit of diet angst and running progress. I’m all about the stream of consciousness posts.
And I totally agree that models look hungry. But like Gwen Stefani says, she likes to eat but she loves her clothes more. Until we stop idolizing stick figures, that’s what we’ll see.
And I blog from work more than I care to admit. I have a lot of hurry up and wait in my day. When it’s on it’s totally on, when I have downtime… blogs are perfect. Kayne can go ahead and interrupt my workday right now because it is going too slowwwww.
Have a wonderful weekend yourself. Tonight is being a shut in to be up tomorrow at the crack o dawn for our (Zliten’s first) 5k and a huge busy day tomorrow full of birthday lunches, errands, and Zliten’s bachelor party (and for me chillin’ with the girls).
Well I’m new to this whole blogging thing. Not the lurking, I’m like a two year old lurker! But I’ve decided to come out from behind my computer screen and start typing in on the healthy lifestyle blogs and stuff out there.
I don’t blog from work… because I’m unemployed! Or rather a student, which in itself is like a 24hr job, you know? But I love it. I love it. I currently have a volunteer position with my dorm and it’s just about building community and being involved and I just LOVE it.
Clearly I’m one of those people who likes work. Why? I don’t know. I just do!
I do blog from work but I work in an industry that has major down time because our business is seasonal and internet surfing is the accepted pass time during down time. Anyway, when I am busy, I don’t blog or read blogs at work. I’m not sure what I would do if I changed jobs!
Love the “situation interrupt” thing! Kanye was an idiot & he has done stuff like this before. I had enough of him a long time ago. Too self involved!
Many times I feel like blogging about other than health & fitness or just not blogging at all!
Have a good one!
LOL!!!!! Thanks for the laugh, Annabel! I need to “hire” Kanye to hang out with me!!!
My husband and I call each other “spouse” or “hon”. Spouse is a long story; the gist of which is that the couple we most admired – the parents of one of our best friends – called each other spouse.
And since we wanted in the early parts of our relationship, to be like them; married for 30+ years and still obviously, desperately in love with each other, had great relationships with their adult children, were happy and content folks, we adopted their little nickname. Gave our friend quite a turn when he heard us at it a few years later…
And now we continue to do it as a tribute, since our friend’s dad died a few years back, which is dreadfully sad because Richard and Margaret were so in love, if just seems horrible… other people’s parents seem indifferent to each other, or are divorced and they keep right on living, but Richard and Margaret had to be divided? UG. Anyway, that’s what we do…
My husband and I call each other by name very rarely – usually sweetie or some variation of that. I once tried to get his attention in a grocery store by calling his real name and he didn’t even turn around!