Things that are great...

2006-04-08T14:25:00.000-04:00

1) Stereo systems which are piped into bathrooms
2) Other peoples bookcases
3) Shoes

So, I'm hanging out at my parents house, and they have this great thing where their stereo is hooked into their bathroom. It rocks, literally. I admit, I am one of those dorks who likes to sing in the shower, more aptly, I like to be entertained whilst going about my daily toilet. I love coming home to my parents house...I can wait until everybody leaves and then turn the music up way loud and rock out. Although it only really works if you are listening to select music. Today it was Kelly Clarkson, Beyonce, and Black Eyed Peas.

When I get around to getting a house, (which scarily enough, is not necessarily that far off) I am going to hook my bathroom up thusly. If I was living in a dream world, my bathroom might be the second largest room in the house, behind the kitchen. I want one of those ridiculous tubs that can fit a small nation, and enough storage space to store all my bathroom crap so Brian isn't constantly overwhelmed by all my smelly stuff. The next time you think about it, take a look around our bathroom. I think he has all of 3 bottles (maybe, on a messy day) out in the bathroom; my last count was somewhere between 50-100 (there are about 10 in the shower alone). eeegads...i might have a problem. I guess I should be happy I don't have the same packrat mentality towards something like cats or Incan matrimonial headmasks. I keep having this great mental image of Brian opening up a closet door and being bombarded by a flood of cats, very cartoon like. It makes me giggle.

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2006-04-06T20:16:00.000-04:00

So, I'm hanging out at my ancestral mance. I'm broken (actually, fixed now, but still healing) and not exactly mobile, have no cable and feeling quite social but am faced with an empty house. After having read Brian's latest blog and wanting to talk, I figured I would just join the club and start a blog and talk to no one and everyone at the same time.

On to it then.

I was visiting with my Grandmother and mom today. One of the many visits I never get to make as I live 2500 miles away, so it was fun just to pop over unannounced and unplanned. And once again, I was so pleasently reminded of what amazing women raised me. Something that strikes me about Pittsburgh is how many people are so intractable about everything; unwilling to strech in any direction that might rock the proverbial boat. I am constantly confronted by those who think that because I am young, female, non-religious and not yet a parent, that I haven't yet really figured out life and therefore all the views that I spout out are just idealistic liberalisms and that I will realize the error of my ways as soon as I get around to growing up. It was very refreshing to be around people of other generations who actually listen to what I have to say, and even though we may not see eye to eye on many things, still respect me and what I have to say. The thing is...even when I was a child, it was always this way. I think that is why the attitude outlined above is especially galling. Who are they to treat me as a child? The worst part is, I really wonder how is would be if I possessed a penis instead of breasts.

Funny sidenote about genes...realized today that for some inexplicable reason, there are a large number of people on my mother's side who are addicted to sudoku...all independent of eachother. I have no choice but to be a geek.

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Things that are great...

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