Jo-sbius designs?

One of my favorite episodes of How I Met Your Mother is on…the one where Ted starts Mosbius Designs and hires an assistant but doesn’t actually call any clients. At the end of the episode Robin tells him to get his butt moving and he says:

“The longer I put off starting my own firm the longer it can remain a dream and not something I screwed up at it. It’s like I’m giving up before I’ve even started.”

And that’s probably my favorite thing Ted has ever said on that show. Not that I want to start my own architectural firm, I just feel that way about a lot of the bigger dreams I have in my life. Especially writing a book. I always say I want to be a writer but I can’t make that happen unless I actually, you know…write.

self-diagnosis

Lifetime Movie Network (thank you, ’society today’ for the existence of this cable channel) is having a chick flick movie marathon intended to help you answer the questions “Which girl were you?” AKA Which stereotype from a movie do you secretly identify yourself with even though you are much to liberated to identify with stereotypes?

As it turns out, I’m the girl who watches chick movie marathons instead of studying for the GRE. But seriously, how could I turn down Drive Me Crazy followed by Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants? Also, can’t wait for Alexis Bledel’s new movie Post Grad, which may actually be my Which Girl Were You identity.

“You’ve always had that wrong about me, I really am this shallow.”

Harvey just told me to break my week up, have a weekend. This in response to my remark that I’d been a waste all day. My whole life is a weekend. I fill it with errands that I really could put off for another day. It’s a surprisingly hard thing to live a life of leisure (not that I’m in that position, not really).

I keep thinking of Hugh Grant in About a Boy, filling his day with 2 unit long baths and 3 units of watching TV. It strikes me that now is one of those times that proves true the adage that you can’t have the highs without the lows. Without something distasteful to fill the majority of my life with, it’s hard to appreciate time off. Alas, I will try, and get back to Mad Men season 2 on demand.

*post title, if you’re interested, from About a Boy

so lazy

I just ate pie straight from the pie plate. I wish it could say it’s been “one of those weeks” but it hasn’t, clearly, because it’s only Monday. And the most taxing thing I’ve done today is shower between West Wing reruns and a  Joan of Arcadia marathon. Also the walk to the fridge for the pie was pretty tiring.

I think I need a hobby (have I said this before?). Maybe I’ll start making quilts.

Totally forgot about this great line

“Don’t be afraid of death, Winnie, be afraid of the unlived life.” – Tuck Everlasting

willing suspension of disbelief

Last week I saw the utterly amazing 500 Days of Summer (alone, I might add) and it was one of those movies that you just want to be in, you know? Not to mention I covet every piece of clothing Zooey Deschanel wore. All shades of blue.

Tuck Everlasting is on SoapNet right now and it’s another one of those movies. Can I please just be Alexis Bledel running through the fields and dancing by a fire? I never understood why she stayed behind.