tweet!

I am obsessed with twitter.  At first, I thought it was lame because who cares about your status, anyway?  (oh WAIT!  This sounds like how I felt about blogging, too!!  hmm, maybe I'm a little slow in embracing the internets).  But now, I love it!!  I think the best part is that you can follow/stalk famous people.  For example, I am currently "following" one of my favorite writers/bloggers, Mindy Kaling (aka Kelly Kapoor on the Office) and just reading her updates makes me giddy.  

I really think  you should look into tweeting.  It's so much better than you'd expect it to be.

Happy Five New Pairs of Pants Day!

I love it when friends do something so in sync (Bye Bye Bye! Whoops, sometimes I get carried away with just a possible mention of *NSYNC) with my life that I know that they really care. Today I picked up some pants from the tailor (okay, it was five pairs of pants that I had literally waited six months to take to the tailor. Five pairs!! That's a lot of pants).

Just as I was admiring the tailor's handiwork and thinking, "Wow, it's like I just got five new pairs of pants," I got a text from L. And what did it say? "Happy 5 New pairs of pants day!" Now that's friendship. Or crazy stalking (see picture of L in full stalking or "photojournalism" mode at the Getty). But since L is back in Massachusetts, I'm going to call it friendship.

Does anyone care about anyone's blog anyways?

I have a confession to make. I kind of hate the idea of blogging. I've resisted it for a while. "Resist" makes it sound like I was even tempted in the first place. I'm more of a journal person. Keep my thoughts to myself. Because honestly, who really cares what I have to say? Or anyone else? I mean, does anyone care about anyone else's blog anyways?

But then something amazing happened. Or not actually amazing, just... well, just boring. I was bored. It's winter break. Yeah, that's right, I'm 26 and on winter break (from grad school). And I'm bored. Like really bored. As in, so bored that I spent most of this past week trying to find something to do. I went into work... while everyone else is on vacation. I wrote my thank-you letters from Christmas immediately (aren't I super polite?). I cleaned my entire apartment (partly out of boredom, partly out of necessity). I tried to work out but got a debilitating calf-cramp (yeah, even my calf was so bored, it cramped up on me out of shock at doing an activity). Even the internet was boring to me. Until I came across some blogs.

That's when I realized that even though I think the idea of blogging is kind of lame, I LOVE reading other people's stupid blogs. I get sucked in, almost instantly. I've always been a bit of a stalker; I remember the day facebook began their newsfeeds and status updates with fondness and glee. And blogging just takes that to a new level!

So here it is, the first post of my new blog, "Look at me! Look at me!" For all of those people out there who are dying to know what is going on in my fabulously entertaining life/were surfing the web in boredom/are stalking me for some reason.