Little Boxes

Yes, fair readers, I have officially bitten off more than I can chew. And I choked on it. When you do one too many things, you fail at all of them. And that? Is me.

So, I have been pushed by my overwhelming misery into a coma of inaction.  I finally bathed today.  But immediately got right back in my bed, where I am on my 38th consecutive episode of the only thing that is getting me through:



Not the drug itself, because I've never been one for illegal substances.  (Or legal ones - thank God I quit drinking 5 years ago, or I would've probably had my stomach pumped by now.)

I now believe this is the greatest show ever.  Well, maybe not ever because I do still love the Closer and Buffy just as much.  But, it is now in my top 5 of all time.  Watch it.  Love it.  Watch it some more.  The only bad thing about Weeds?  I'm done with the first 3 seasons, and there are only two more seasons and two episodes left until I'm caught up.  What am I going to do when I run out of Weeds??  Depressing.

Ah, coffee slurping, questionable sex having, well intentioned Nancy Botwin.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i8oVZiuk0r8

Minus the two kids, drug dealing, and dead ex-husband - I am living her life.  At least I'm not alone...



The theme song from this little marvel is SO. TRUE.  And sung by someone different each episode - everybody from the Shins to Donovan.  Can't embed them (damn the man!), but you can check a sampling out here:

http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=weeds+intro

Enjoy.  And if you have Netflix, go watch Weeds on instant download.  You won't be sorry.

Swimming Upstream

I asked a particularly busy and overwhelmed (much like myself) friend how she was doing.  She said she was swimming upstream.  That's how I feel right now, too.  So much so, that I'm paralyzed into perpetual procrastination.  Here are all of the things I need to fit into the next 7 hours:

1. Bar exam application.
2. Pay my bills (some of which are late).
3. Download study software for section of the CPA exam that I failed (yep, got the results).
4. Study with new software, for at least an hour.
5. Do laundry.
6. Put away laundry.
7. Vacuum up Rupert's hair, that's EVERYWHERE from the scratching.
8. Cancel Rupert's dermatologist appointment, because he IS getting better, and now that I have to take both sections of the exam over again, I can't afford it.
9. Email 6 people back that I've ignored for the past couple of days.
10. Some how try to fit in a yoga class at 4:00.
11. Take shower, so I can show my nasty face in said yoga class.
12. Make time to watch the Closing Ceremonies.

Oh dear.  I better get to work.

  

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Swimming upstream swimming upstream

Fightin' every inch of the way for a poor boy's dream

Things'll get rough times'll get lean

But the only choice you got is to keep swimming upstream

-Ricky Van Shelton